Prince of SAMCRO

@sonofthexking

Abel Teller||Prince of SAMCRO|| SOA rp|| Mult-ship|| tag:sonofthexking||

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Abel chuckled a bit, “That’s ridiculous...I’m in...What do you need me to do?”

Starter Call

Like this and I’ll come up with a starter for you...never actually done this before so it’ll be interesting.

#starter call #soa rp

Mun Post

Holy shit...it’s been almost a year

I’m sorry I’ve been so inactive....life has been...well hectic, just a lot of shit going on especially as of late but I am trying to bring myself back into rp because it always helped and I kinda started rewatching Sons of Anarchy so it brought my muse for Abel back

So if anyone would like a starter, let me know c:

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Thomas stared down at the man he was interrogating. “Nothing else to say? Where did you take our guns?” He kicked the man in the chest with his steel toed boot, then knelt, ripping the tape off. “Talk!” "Fuck you man!" The captive cried, spitting blood…

Dark as night || Patched Son

Abel shook his head and sighed, “Hopefully. Don’t go killin’ everyone though. It’ll get sloppy and your ass will get arrested. Cause I’ll say I didn’t know you were doing that.” He said then nodded, “Good.”

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Thomas scoffed. “Abe, how long have I been doing this? Nobody’s gonna get caught.”

Abel thought about it for a second then smirked a little, "Yeah, true I suppose." He really didn't know why he worried so much over something little.

Open

"Well..can definitely say I didn’t expect that."

ladieswithforce

Alex had finally settled into her locker. It was her first day at the school and to say she didn’t fit in was a huge understatement. She didn’t exactly fit the description of the average Charming resident. She belonged to two of the wealthiest families in the country, yet here she was.

Abel approached the girl and gave her a confused look, everyone in Charming was born and raised so a new face confused him. "What's a new face like yours doing here?" He asked as he leaned against the locker next to her.

#hi :3 #ladieswithforce

sonofthexking:

"Well if it helps any then I think if anyone really wanted me dead then I would be so I’m not worried. It probably was just to spook me. And it didn’t work. You’re more spooked than I am cause I know shit like this happens." He said, "Honestly Aunt Kat, I’m fine. And I’ll be checking my bike more often from now on to make sure no one tampered with anything else."

"You and I both will be checking your bike more often." And she would be checking her car/having Tig check her car before she got back behind the wheel.

Yeah. She was spooked. But she had every right to be. “Honey, when it comes to your safety, I’m always going to be overly cautious. Almost losing you twice was more than enough for me.” Once when he was born and once when that Irish piece of shit took him. She didn’t need to add a third time to the list.

But he was right. If someone wanted him dead, he would be. So this was a warning. Either to him or to her or to the entire MC. Not like any of them had a shortage of enemies.

"Humor me, though, okay? Take a day or two off. I could use an extra pair of hands at the garage."

Abel smirked a bit, "Should we add Thomas to the list of people checking my bike?" He asked.

He looked down, even though he was a child at the time and had no control of either situation it still made him feel bad that as a child he managed to cause so much concern for everyone, "Alright...sorry." He said quietly.

A small smirk appeared on his face at that, "Yeah, sure...how am I suppose to get there though? Usually I ride my bike." He grinned.

The Return to Charming(Return of the Prince) || Open

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The vision that had been set in motion years ago by Jax Teller had remained true. The club had remained on the straight and narrow, their main source of income being the studio. There was no more looking over their shoulders, wondering when a bullet would be caught between the eyes. Law enforcement laid off, business at the garage picked back up, and eventually the clubhouse had been rebuilt. Sure it took longer than what they may have liked but it had happened. Once again, it was a place of reprieve and camaraderie for the members of SAMCRO.

Chibs was moving around the clubhouse, a bit slower than what he used to be able to. Then again, he was alive and still able to ride so there were no complaints. Given the change in dynamics of club life that had occurred years ago, it allowed such things to happen. The door opening and closing caught his attention, moving him out of the kitchen where coffee had been the focus. It wasn’t a brother that had come through the door but before he could get out any shout about not being allowed in, he caught sight of who it was.

There was no denying the resemblance that the young man had to his father. It hit hard in the gut, seeing the ghost from the past appear. At first, the Scot was only able to stare at the lad, taking in the teenager that was standing where his father had so many times. Gone was the little boy that he had held and comforted when his mother had died and in his place was a man that surely didn’t belong her. It wasn’t the life that it used to be but still.

"Abel?"

Abel let his mind wander a bit to the past until he heard someone say his name. Quickly he wiped his eyes and turned around to see who said his name. The voice was vaguely familiar but he wasn't sure.

"Yeah?" He said cautiously. He didn't trust his voice right now, he felt the tears caught in the back of his throat which had him more than worried that he would end up crying. He wasn't very fond of it.

#loyaltyandmayhem

"Sorry I forgot that, that wasn’t the Teller way." He laughed then went to help with the tree.

"Damn right." She laughed.

Abel smirked a bit and scratched his head, "Hopefully no drama will come this year."

~liked for a starter

sonofthexking:

"Well if you’re being technical, smirking isn’t the same as laughing now is it?" Abel asked, smiling a little.

"No, but smirking suggests that you have a smart ass comment ready to roll off your tongue at any moment."

Abel smirked again, "I suppose but I learned to never cross a woman because they're more deadly than a gun so you don't have to worry about that."

"No problem. You know, you can loosen up. I’m not gonna hurt ya. I don’t bite…unless it’s wanted." He said with a small smirk at the end.

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His last words made her widen her eyes slightly before she bit her lip trying to calm down. "Uhh….. That’s good to know, thanks." she smiled.

Abel smirked a bit, "Well I guess that's a bit loosened up...or at least more than before. Come on, why so uptight?"

"Never said you couldn’t handle it, I just wanna know what happened because clearly something happened.

"Why do you want to know what happened? I was working, and shit went a bit tits up." He adjusts the bag again, wincing at the feeling. "That’s all."

And a massive case of stung pride.

Abel shrugged a little, "Guess I'm just curious." He said then looked the man over, "Well shit, was the fight even fair or did you get jumped?" He asked. He was all for revenge if it was worth it.

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what the fuck is my muse doing

every rp’er ever. (via feuerdove)

"I just want to know what happened." Abel told him still in a calm voice. It was one of the few things he managed to know how to do.

Scott adjusts the bag of frozen peas over his right eye, flinching slightly as he dabs at a cut on his left cheek. The Son looks like he’s been dragged through something sharp.

"Nothing I canna bloody handle."

"Never said you couldn't handle it, I just wanna know what happened because clearly something happened.

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( Abel. )

"Even the simplest task?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

❝ At times. ❞

Abel shrugged, “I guess I see that.”

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"Most things around here are bloody."

"I suppose yeah..."

"See there you go with the formalities again. I prefer being called Abel if that helps any. It’s a pleasure to meet you Claire and so far I’m liking this ‘just you’."

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"Sorry…. Uhh…. Abel, right. And uhh…… Thanks uhh…. I’m glad you think so…."

"No problem. You know, you can loosen up. I'm not gonna hurt ya. I don't bite...unless it's wanted." He said with a small smirk at the end.

sonofthexking:

"Yeah just a few little scraps on my arm. No big deal." He said then shook his head, "Don’t worry about it, already looked. Some punk ass kid clipped the break line. Gotta find out if Tommy was trying to pull a prank on me." He assured her. "Thanks though. I’ll just have to be more careful and keep an eye out for that."

Clipped the break line? That’s not a…do you see the look on your aunt’s face, Abel? Do you? “What if you hadn’t been practicing here? What if you’d been out on a course? In competition? That could have gotten you killed, Abel…”

Which means Tommy was probably off the list of suspects. Probably. Sometimes boys were dumb and didn’t realize that oh…cutting someone’s breaks could end in death or serious injury.

"I think maybe you should take a few days off from practice."

"Well if it helps any then I think if anyone really wanted me dead then I would be so I'm not worried. It probably was just to spook me. And it didn't work. You're more spooked than I am cause I know shit like this happens." He said, "Honestly Aunt Kat, I'm fine. And I'll be checking my bike more often from now on to make sure no one tampered with anything else."

"No problem darlin." He said then laughed a little, "Sir is so..formal. I’m Abel Teller. Supposed Prince of SAMCRO. And you are?"

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"Oh… Uhh… Nice to meet you, mr. Teller…" she said with a light nervous smile. "My name is Claire Phillips and uhh…. I’m just me…."

"See there you go with the formalities again. I prefer being called Abel if that helps any. It's a pleasure to meet you Claire and so far I'm liking this 'just you'."

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