Young Writers Society

The Gang



The American government has a big problem. Until 2030 most gangs took money for themselves. Not anymore. In the year 2035 someone got the idea of Robin Hood gangs. In other words those are gangs that steal money from the rich and distribute it to the homeless. Eventually, other countries caught onto the idea. One of those countries was spain.



The year is 2096; most gangs have been eliminated in america, but in Spain many still wander the streets. The last RHG in America, the Fishers, are still helping people. They gang is still on the loose. That gang is you. You are a member of the gang striving to help the homeless by stealing from the rich people and government.

Brieghton Evans (who everyone calls Bree) was a leader of the gang you are in, the Wolves, but she went to join her sister, Riley, in america. Now Riley, who leads the fishers, realizes she needs more people. She asks Bree to bring her gang to America, and you agree. Now you are in America, ready to join the Fishers.



Are you in? The gang needs you.



Name:

Age: (17-30)

Picture:

Vehicle: (Motorcycle or car)

Personality:

History:

Up for love:

Other:





Rules:



*No descriptive sex scenes

*no gory violence

*all YWS rules



Welcome to the gang!

Stuff and People you need to know:

First, we wil assume you know english, even though you lived in Spain.

Second, the gangs most recent hideout is a abandoned mansion overlooking a lake in the middle of a forest.

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Third, Riley has a friend type person, Marcello, who buys everything the gang needs for them. He buys it because Riley gives all the money they steal to people who needs it. Marcello's only asking price: the chance to see someone in pain by his own hand. Riley always voulenteers. She wouldn't have it any other way.

Marcello:

The memers of Riley's gang are as follows:

James
Reg
Riley
Bree
Suzie
Mitch
Jackie

I am not sure how many will come back for this chapter in the Robin Hood Gang series, but I know for a fact Bree and Riley (who I control) and Reg (who BenFranks controlls) will definetly be back.

Another note: BenFranks is co-runnning this with me.

Name: Riley Evans

Age: 19

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Vehicle: Motorcycle



Personality: A strong leader, but can be very sweet and open when she wants to be. A encouraging person. She keeps the group together. She over-reacts to rule-breaking, though.

History: She was raised on a farm and when she was 15 ran off to mexico. In mexico she joined a group called the Foxes, who the Fishers associate with. Finally, at 17, sick of the leader of that gang trying to boss her around, she goes and makes her own group in america.

Up for love: eh, sure

Other: Leader of the group. (Needs a second in command)

Name: Breighton Evans



Age: 24



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Personality: Very sweet and nice. Perky and polite, but is also very inteligent and clever. Never says a mean thing to anyone, except her sister. She is really a steryotype girl-who-loves-small-dogs-and-the-color-pink.



History: Breighton and Riley grew up together, then after breighton went to spain to join a group, the hawks, Riley went to the south. The sisters lost touch for a year, until Riley went to join her sister in Spain. Shortly after Riley left for america and Brieghton stayed in Spain. the two would send letters every once in a while, but nothing major, until now.



Up for love: Well, kind of already in a relationship with Reg....



Other: Brieghton is Rileys older sister. Brieghton is close to perfect in every way, but she can be very vain. She is a vegatarian only and insists that she was once a supermodel. Because of her beauty she is a guy magnet. She is basically Riley's oppisite. Breighton has a dog named Shelby and allways has her with her. Shelby is a chiuawa. Riley hates Shelby.

Name: Reg Carter

Age: (29)

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Vehicle: 4x4


Personality: Talks very little & doesn't like to be stared at. He's extremely mysterious and nobody knows anything about him. His thoughts are dark and sometimes he just amuses himself by watching someone, ever-so closely. He's good to have around; as far as people can tell he gets the job done. His mind is always focused on his past though.

History: He attended school when he was young, but only to drop out after killing both his parents. Some say this was wrong, but his parents were killers. He did it for good. No-one really knows what happened after this. He rarely spoke again. Some say he did some mercenary work, others say he just hid away. The past is his life focus now. He'll join the gang a little later on.
Edit: He's now established himself as the "Muscle of the group" and recently fulfilled his past by killing his uncle Freddy... however, will he truly be free of his hauntings?

Up for love: Yep, he has a relationship with Bree.

Other: He's cold, but behind his hood there is emotion. Perhaps this might get uncovered and the story goes on?

Name: Maitea Donerez (may-tee-ah)



Age: 16



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Vehicle: Car



Personality: She is really a sweet girl. She is a fabulous mix of kind and clever. She loves to have fun and just help people. She is a great friend and eternally loyal. She is moderately intelligent, as is willing to be leaded. She takes command without question. Very optimistic.



History: She actually was the daughter of a member of a gang, and her whole life she has grown up with a sense of belonging and being on the inside. She grew to be a really great person through her mothers teachings. She became awesome at hand-to-hand combat from her fathers teachings. She doesn't know much of life outside of being in a gang.



Up for love: Definetly



Other: She plays guitar and loves to sing.

See if any of you guys can find anyone who wants to do this...

Name: Max Washman

Age: 20

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Vehicle: Car

Personality: Max is incredibly tempermental. He's bound to throw the first punch far too early in the fight, and although he respects leadership, he blinds himself with his rage far too often.

History: Max was the son of a rich business owner in Britain. He hated his rich life style. He didn't care about school in the least, he hated the cleanliness of everything, and he blocked out the world with headphones blasting his only release; rock and metal. The only thing he did like about the rich life style was an incredibly fancy and amazing guitar and some perfect lessons. He could potentially be a guitar legend, if his fear didn't hold him back. He was a mad dog on a leash. He was released when he was 17 by his true love; Joan Lopez.
Joan was just like Max; a leashed rock and roll dreamer, born into a despised rich lifestyle. They met in a detention, and fell in love to death with eachother. They kept it a secret from their parents, which in a boarding school is easy to do. Joan and Max began writing music and practicing, with Max on his electric guitar and Joan singing.
About six months after they met, they found a drummer and a bassist, and they ran away to the US. They took a giant risk, and eventually made it as a mildly successful rock band, going on an unadvertised tour and with a record or two out there. No chart toppers, but they were still decently popular, successful, and happy has hell. Six months in the US led Joan and Max into a shotgun wedding in Vegas, and they stayed in the US for about another year. That's when it all went to hell.
Max's parents gave up, but Joan's parents wanted to have their little girl back. Joan was very cliche of a rocker; sex, drugs, and rock and roll, all deadly combined into a criminal life. After Joan's parents spent a ridiculous amount of money and pulled as many strings as they could, Joan was forced back to her home by the US government, and then to her house in her home country; Spain.
Max had to take a journey about twice as long as Joan's escort trip, but he abandoned everything to go and get her back. He gave up the band's tour just to get her back. Joan had taught Max how to set himself free through his anger and joy. He couldn't live without her.
When Max made it to Joan's parents' mansion, he was blocked by guards. After enough effort, he managed to sneak into the house, but ended up closer to Joan's parents than Joan. Joan's father reached for a phone to call security, and then Max made his first kill. He bought a pistol before he started the tour. He had it on hand at all times, and in his rage of not being allowed to see the girl he loved, he pulled the gun out of his belt and shot Joan's father in the head.
This was a nightmare of a time for Joan to come down the stairs. She may have been a rock and roll nightmare, but Max had killed her father. Joan refused to talk to Max, and told him to get out. Max couldn't believe it. He killed for Joan, and she still pushed him away. He completely lost it and fired at Joan, then at Joan's mother for good measure. He walked out the front door, using his pistol to take down every single guard that got in his way.
He was a murderer on the run, and had nowhere else to go. Just an iPod and some earbuds, a few rounds for his pistol, and his hatred for the rich. Another member of the RHG came his way, and when he heard about the gang, he found it a great oppritunity to fight back against what ruined his life; the rich.
Max is now one of the most vicious killers in the gang, yet he gained his killer reputation while only being in the gang for about a year. He still repairs and plays an electric guitar he built up from scraps, and although he killed the girl he loved, he still remembered her as the reason for everything he became. Inscribed on the side of the pistol is "Joan", and if you've read it and you're not in the gang, then chances are you're already dead.

Up for love?: God no.

Other: This profile has been made while listening to the song "Cherry Bomb" by The Runaways. It's not extremely important, but it's the song I'm attaching to this character, so I'd take a listen if I were you, just for the hell of it.

C'mon guys, this storybook is packs o'fun! Get postin' more profiles!

Name: Ace Finn



Age: 17



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Vehicle:



Personality: Somewhat quiet; a good listener, but not much of a speaker. A bit short tempered, but tries his hardest not to take it out on anyone--his escape is a drive, alone, with music blasting. He used to be very removed from others, but now he's starting to make attempts to warm up to people and make friends. He tries to be optimistic most of the time, but fails miserably.


History: Son of a pilot and a doctor, both ex-military officers. He grew up in the US. When he was in high school, he ended up caught in an abusive relationship that he just couldn't get away from. It started to compromise his grades and tear down his self esteem. He tried to cry for help, but all his attempts were smothered by his significant other. He started to contemplate killing himself to get away from it, but then realized that if he wanted to run away, he could do it literally. So he took all of his savings and hopped the first plane he could book--to Spain. There he found a group he somewhat fit in with and hoped that he could learn to protect himself better.



Up for love: He more than likely could not handle love, but I'm going to go with whatever happens.



Other: This is one of the characters in my FAIL!novel. XD He needs some working on...
He is mildly neurotic--he finds he has to wave at things, and sometimes he'll feel a sudden urge to clean everything.

One more person, then we will start, but I will leave spaces open for people to join.

Name: Jose Moreno

Age: 17

Picture: No picture. Let's combine Antonio Banderes with Orlando Bloom, chop of a few decades, with longer hair and a darker skin.

Vehicle: An old rickety-looking motorcyle with lots of upgrades

Personality: He hates baths and loves anything fast or loud. He lives pretty much in his own world. He forgets a lot, and makes up stories, names for people and everyday objects, because he can't remember. Most of the time he doesn't even realise he's doing it.

History:
Grew up in a circus as an acrobat, but when that stunt that he can't actually remember went wrong, it scrambled his brains.

Up for love: Nothing too involved. He'd quickly forget anyway.

Other: Has acrobatic abilities, and is colourblind.

Correction, one more person after TenYo

For right now the members of the old gang who aren't coming back in I will just have leave If you want to come back in, just come back in from wherever you are. Oh, and this post is going to be long, sorry in advance.

Riley

I paced the long corridor of the marble house. Mitch, Suzie and James were all leaving. James was going down to Mexico, he said he liked the climate better, and the others were going back to their familes or just starting a new life. Jackie was deciding whether to leave or not.

We didn't have enough people, not even close, to continue getting money for people who needed it. There was only Me, Reg, Bree and Jackie, if she stayed.

Reg comes up to me, "What's got you all worried?"

"We don't have enough people to continue what we do." I responded. Then I had an idea.

"Go get Bree." I say. Reg leaves and less than a minute later he comes back with her.

"What do you want Riley?" she asks.

"We don't have enough people here, with the others leaving, but if you called your gang in Spain and asked them too come.." Before I even finished the phone was to her ear.

About six minutes passed. I just watched her talk, hoping for the best. She hung up.

"Most of them should be here by tomorrow," She said, "they can catch a plane."

Bree

I was looking foward to seeing my gang again. I missed them, and I was glad they were coming.

"How many are coming?" Reg asked.

"Between three and six. Only three or four tomorrow, but the rest will come later." I said.

"How many fighters?" He asked. I knew what he meant, How many other guys?

"Three guys, one girl, if another person doesn't come. Don't worry, none of the guys are my type." I say, giving Reg a quick kiss. He was so paranoid sometimes.

They arived at noon the next day. I went up and gave them each a quick hug, then introduced them to Riley, Reg and Jackie.

"This is Max, Maitea, Ace and Jose." I said, introducing each.

Riley

They were an odd group, but we needed the people. "I am so glad to meet you." I said, shaking each ones hands. Reg nodded a hello.

"Can they each just go pick a room?" Bree asked.

"Yeah, sure." I say, then gesture to the stairs, "The bedrooms are upstairs to your right." They all make an atempt to go upstairs with the luggage. Bree helps them, and I follow suit.

There are a total of ten bedrooms, and three have two beds in them. I slept in my own room. Bree and Reg shared one of the rooms with two beds. They each had their own bed. Jackie had her own room. Each of the newcomers picked a romm, unpacked, then came into the living room where me, Reg, Bree and Jackie were. Bree and Reg were playing chess (Bree was winning), I was watching them play, learning, and Jackie was reading.

"So, whats the plan?" Maitea asked.

Maitea

Riley was welcoming, overall, a bit opressive though. I was really happy to see Bree again. But that Reg guy scared me a little. He seemed to always look like he wanted to punch something.

I picked the room at the end of the hall. It was pretty, bright, and it overlooked the lake through a large window. The room was mostly red, my favorite color. I plop down on the king sized bed and take a minute to think about how great life is. Then I unpack my suitcase's contents into the old wooden beareu.

After that I meet up with Ace and help him finish unpacking. How is it he brought more stuff than me? Then we walkdown to what looks like a living room. The decorations are mostly a burnt gold color and orange. The combonation is pretty.

I sit down to watch Bree and Reg play chess. I sit next to Riley. She is takeing everything in, like she is learning to play. No one ever beat Bree when we played in Spain. and it didn't look likeReg had a prayer. I honestly wasn't surprised.

Eventually bree says, "Checkmate." Coolly. Reg swears, I laugh. He shoots me a look that sends shivers down my spine.