DARCY HARGROVE ; the basics.
[ victoria pedretti, cis female. she + her. ] did you hear that darcy hargrove is currently living in charming, california? they’re a twenty-seven year old who have been in town for about twenty seven years and are a member of the devil’s disciples & owner of la luna. it’s known around town that they’re quite playful but can also be unpredictable. people in charming always say they’re reminded of darcy when thinking of sweet cherry coke, blood drenched combat boots, sweet vanilla dripping slowly into a tea cup, a swift one two punch quicker than lightning, ripped jeans and cropped tops with flannel shirts. @charmingextras
general full name: darcy rebecca hargrove. nicknames: darc. age: 27. date of birth: 10/20/1994 zodiac: libra gender: cisfemale pronouns: she/her sexuality: bisexual
physical hair color: brown eye color: blue height: 5′2″ weight: 105 lbs
personality morality: chaotic good ??? positive traits: charming, patient, loyal, caring, passionate, creative, quick-witted. negative traits: stubborn, calculating, manipulative, unpredictable, impulsive. occupation: owner of la luna and member of the devil’s disciples. skills: adaptable, strong, heavily combat trained, manipulative, quick-witted, tough.
family parents: miriam and joel hargrove. siblings: only child.
tw: murder, tw: violence
devil’s disciples’ royalty. that was what joel hargrove was to his first family. the man, originally france, he had traveled high and low with his parents and six younger siblings. his father was a military man who had taught joel everything he knew and told him to take pride in who he was: a hargrove. hargroves were smarter than smart, booksmart and intelligent, those who came to class to mark down every word and raise every question. question everything and give everything. joel hargrove took everything his father had taught him, and was born a natural leader, a man that was patient, yet stern - a man that could envelope you with his dark eyes and tell you where you stood. he was a man that needed no introduction and when he enlisted into the army, he knew he was making the right choice.
the army was tough, but never tough enough to get to joel hargrove. he made lieutenant at an early age and from there, he took care of his people, because loyalty to joel was a number one thing. the man had even taken a bullet for one of his younger people and when he was sent home for an honorable discharge, it was a cute little nurse that had him by his heartstrings - and that was that. they settled in california, a place he could call home in 1980′s and the two were a couple that enjoyed all things art, boho, but most importantly, wanted to call the place they had moved to home. joel yearned for a place to belong and he did one night, when he stumbled into a bar off scene.
it was a group of guys, some vets like him, that did their business and did it with style. there was a sense of belonging and after a few beers, joel himself got to talking too, about his upbringing, how strong, and well trained he was. they laughed, talking about how a frenchie could be tough, and when one guy threw a knife his way to catch, it was lightning speed and caught and thrown back with ease by joel. it took the guys all by surprise and made him more famous for his entry into the devil’s disciples.
joel and miriam’s life seemed to be going well, and it was just one thing they wanted, more than anything: a child.
darcy alessandra hargrove was born in october and from the moment joel and miriam hargrove looked at their little girl, they could tell how special she was. dark eyes and a smirk on her little face - she was special and from the day she was born, she was spoiled and given everything she could have ever dreamt of. the hargroves weren’t particularly wealthy - miram a nurse and joel opening up his own bar, la luna, but what she wanted, she got.
darcy was quick-witted and playful from the time she was born, a mischievous look in her eye that no one could ever really pin down. she loved to control things, she loved to run circles around her teachers in school, causing a behavior problem to say the least. joel taught her how to question everything though - how to be tough, how to be the toughest of the tough, and darcy loved him for it. she loved her mother too - her nurturing way, and they were, by all means, a great family.
darcy’s mischief always continued on though - always manipulative, impulsive, starting fights she knew she could win just to boast her power and what her father taught her. people knew darcy, but no one was her friend - she liked to stay by herself, a loner at heart.
darcy was just about to apply to colleges when the worst thing imaginable happened: murder. darcy could still remember it like it was yesterday - coming home to her little blue house and seeing blood all over the walls. everything was out of place, everything was all over the place, and she moved into the kitchen to see her poor mother, throat slit, laying there in a puddle.
there though, sprawled out on the ground as if he were trying to protect his wife, was joel hargrove, darcy’s hero and it hit darcy like none other. her two parents murdered in cold blood like that and for what reason?
her father was a well liked, quite famous member of the devil’s and darcy couldn’t imagine why this had happened - what could have prompted this kind of violence, but it changed her world forever.
instead of going off to college, darcy decided this: she would take over her father’s bar as owner, and with her impeccable training that her father taught her, join up at the devil’s disciples and keep the family name in line, to make him proud, but it’s hard to trust now, harder than before.
darcy is quick witted, playful on the outside, chaotic, impulsive, but she is deathly loyal to the devils and doesn’t suffer fools. she would die for them, because she knows her father would too - she would do anything for them, but she knows one day she will find who killed her parents and why - and make the person suffer ten lifetimes for it too.
