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❤Claire❤{Jax Teller}
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Awesome! So what interesting roleplay should we do now?


Maaybe something like there are these rich kids who are being hunted down because they did something so they have to go undercover and run away (like into the woods out of thier comfort zone) kinda thing.
or maybe its one rich kid and their friend.
or maybe its one rich kid and someone who happened to be there at that time because they were both kidnapped but they escaped into the woods
or some sort of classic self conscious loser/hot dude because he moved into the flat next door?? and they go to school/work together.




Age: 17
Gang: Wolfhounds (Irish)
Appearance:

Tattoos: Has a small four-leaf clover behind her right ear and a heart with the color's of the Irish flag and her last name in cursive on her left wrist.
Other: Two Irish Wolfhounds
Colt
(view spoiler)
Daisy
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Age: 19
Gang: Black Eagle (German)
Appearance: Tan, 182cm, gorgeous blue eyes..

Gang tattoo: (top left) At the bottom of his neck on his back.







A sleek black bmw skidded to a stop in front of Mani when he was about to cross the road. The window rolled down to reveal an old man with the largest white moustache in the world.
"Well...don't you look charming," the man said, appraising Mani's new coffee drenched look with skeptical eyes.
"What do you want?" Mani replied sharply. He was not in the mood for this.
"Get in the car," the other replied. Someone grabbed Mani from behind before he could even think of blinking, and then pushed him into the car easily. "I have a favour--no, an assignment for you, Mani."
The boy glowered at his grandfather. Coffee was dripping onto the black leather seats as the car sped away, windows rolling back up. "I don't want to do it," he said adamantly.
"I didn't ask if you wanted to do it," Grandfather replied with a condescending smile as he handed Mani a manilla file. "You need to find this girl."
"Can't you just kidnap her like what you did to me just two seconds ago?"
"You need to make her trust you," he continued, ignoring Mani's attitude. " She is a very valuable person with valuable information and valuable possessions. The safest method is for you to befriend her. Make her really like you. How hard can that be? Well, despite your difficult personality...perhaps rely on your looks."
Mani was opening the folder. If the girl was hot, he might do it. Might.
"She is the daughter of the Irish Mafia's bo-"
"SHIT," Mani shouted, throwing the folder onto his grandfather's lap. A photo of a girl fluttered to the floor of the car. "I'm not doing it. I am not f*cking doing it," he growled. It was the girl that he had just met. The one who spilled coffee on him and had two retard dogs.
Then man laughed. "Yes you are, Emanuel. Unless you want your car taken away."
Man froze. Not his car, anything but. If you haven't figured out yet, Mani's weakness was that he was extremely materialistic. "Is it that serious? That you're threatening me?"
"Very. You have two months."
Mani sighed as his grandfather handed the folder back to him. I guess I have no choice...
"Oh and, you'll be going to her school starting from tomorrow," grandfather added, loving how Mani flinched.
((SOrry it's a bit long :/ i needed to somehow put in the intro haha))

(Haha no prob ^_^ )

or just time skip to next day lol))


Early the next day, Mani stirred from his bed in the worst of moods. He groaned, remembering where he would spending his day today and for the next two months. How was he going to make her like him? Especially when they just had a rather ..rocky start. During his pondering, someone rapped at his door loudly and yelled for him to get up like a sergant from WW2 calling for an emergency drill. He sighed, tumbling off his bed and sleepily pulling on clothes. He suddenly halted in the middle of his dressing. Was it a school for high-rollers or not? It would be better to blend in. No, wouldn't it be better to stand out? Well whatever he wore, no matter how much he down-played it, it was classy so screw it all. When Mani finished dolling up his hair and everything else, he ate a piece of toast, already late for school, and then was driven by his grandfather's body guards since he didn't trust that Mani would go to school. In the car, Mani tried not to think about school He had never been to school. He had a private tutor and finished his studies recently. But school couldn't be that hard right? It was just more people. he could handle this, he thought.
