There are no posts here. Start the conversation below.
Credits
Graphics created by Cindie unless otherwise tagged on the images
Layout coding changes from the original template by Angie
Dreams of Reality is an Original RPG created by Angie
The following Board Remodels are credited to pharaoh leap from Pixel Perfect: --My Empty Room Thread List --I Remember Now Mini-Profile --Electric Requiem User Profile --Anarchy-X Info Center --Suite Sister Mary Board List
VOL 1 ISSUE 1 - Copyright Big Sky Bulletin - Big Sky, Montana - September 2024 - $1.50
WELCOME TO BIG SKY
A TOWN BUILT ON HISTORY
A beautiful place such as Big Sky, Montana, didn't come from the easiest of beginnings. However, I'm sure the collective census will agree that everyone wants to make sure their beloved town stays beautiful. Today, that still rings true and would make good ol' Clovis Deveraux proud to see what it has become since the town created where he served as the first mayor of Big Sky! And no matter where you look, you can see the beauty in the town. From the view of the mountains to every store on Main Street, there's always something to see. If you ask me, someone who was born and raised in Big Sky, I'm always seeing something different even after all these years!
Big Sky was founded in 1893 and has seen its fair share of ups and downs, but mostly the city has done nothing but grow into what it is today: 131 years later. Visitors to Big Sky can enjoy the perks of living in a friendly place with access to a top-notch ski resort for their recreational enjoyment. There are plenty of places to shop and eat as well as an amazing theater! There's truly something to always peak your interest while you visit! Locals have the added bonus of enjoying exceptional schools for their children in Kindergarten through 12th grade! Once they're done with their first 12 years of school, they can move on to the award-winning Big Sky University to further their education while staying close to home!
No matter what it is though, Big Sky has it all that one would need or even possibly want! I know that I don't plan on leaving this beautiful place. As I was born and raised here, I aspire to also make sure my children and their children are also born and raised right here in this beautiful piece of Montana!
[smear:#19e6cd]This bloody road remains a mystery. This sudden darkness fills the air. What are we waiting for? Won't anybody help us? What are we waiting for? We can't afford to be innocent stand up and face the enemy. It's a do or die situation - we will be invincible. This shattered dream you cannot justify. We're gonna scream until we're satisfied. What are we running for? We've got the right to be angry. What are we running for when there's nowhere we can run to anymore? We can't afford to be innocent stand up and face the enemy. It's a do or die situation - we will be invincible. And with the power of conviction there is no sacrifice. It's a do or die situation - we will be invincible.[/smear:#e619cd:0]
Basics
Full Name | Beauregard James Vanderson Nicknames | Beau Birthday |May 20th Gender | Male Sexuality | Wouldn't you like to know! (smirks) Occupation • American History Teacher Grade | Graduated Age | 26 Club Affiliation | Wild Wolves MC Relationship | Single
Appearance
Face Claim | Jeremy Renner Eye Color | Blue Hair Color | Brown Skin Color | White Scars/Markings | None Build | Muscular
Personality
Love It! •
+ My sisters Tori and Anira! + Following in my father's footsteps somewhat that is. + Feeling the rolling thunder riding with the Wild Wolves. + Being a teacher. + Having fun at Sturgis. + Men and Women!
Hate It! •
- Missing my father. - That our mom never has time for us. - Missing out on things. - When my sisters are pissed at me for something or other. - Being the escape goat. - Guys messing with my sisters when they don't want the attention.
Strengths and Weaknesses •
+ My family + My friends + Live the club life. - My family - My friends - Whoever I am crushing on.
Fears •
• Losing my sisters. • That the stars no longer light up the night sky. • Never getting over the loss of losing my father even though it's been ten years.
Dreams •
• Settling down one day and having my own family. • Always making new goals to accomplish.
Full Personality: •
I'm outgoing, and was very popular in high school and in college. I've been told I have one of those personalities that just shines. When I teach my caring for my students shows with seeing them achieve the goals they have set for themselves. I can be a darn right flirt. Put some girls to shame I might add. I swing for both sides of the deck. Had lots of fun at Glencoe over the years. I care for my sisters more than anything, and I'm very protective of them so guys better watch out.
[smear:#19e6cd]Positive Traits:[/smear:#e619cd:0] 1)Intelligent: Having a high mental capacity; cerebral. 2)Confident: Being fully assured of oneself. 3)Affectionate: Showing open fondness for others. 4)Passionate: Being capable of or expressing deep feeling. 5)Sensual: Appreciating the senses; seeking to explore one's appetites to gain sensory gratification. 6)Nature-Focused: Preferring natural resources over artificial ones; being strongly attuned to nature.
[smear:#e619cd]Negative Traits:[/smear:#19e6cd:0] 1)Stubborn: Bullheaded, headstrong, mulish, obstinate, stiff-necked, willful. 2)Reckless: Marked by a lack of proper caution; being careless of consequences. 3)Impulsive: Acting on desires, whims, or inclination without forethought. 4)Perfectionist: Perceiving anything less than perfection as failure. 5)Mischievous: Maliciously or impishly troublesome. 6)Evasive: Having an unforthcoming manner; avoiding self-revelation.
The Family Tree
Father | Brand Vanderson (deceased) Mother | Carol Carnegie Vanderson Siblings | @satori Anira Rae Vanderson Spouse | None Children | None Other family | Brother in Law: @jake Nephew: Marlon Hank Morgan Niece: Sarah Syn Morgan
History
I was born to two parents who were as different as night and day. They grew up together here in Big Sky. Getting together when they were in junior high. My dad Brand was one of the officers of the Wild Wolves MC when he got older. Talk about oil and water. They loved to fight which made them love one another all the more, and the making up could be heard well into the hours of the night. They loved each other and hated one another. I really didn't understand it. Satori was eight years old before they brought another baby into this world. This time it was twins though that and we were named Beauregard and Anira. Which by the way I am Beauregard.
Growing up in my family was always fun. When dad was home he always had something for us to do. Mom was usually too busy with being a socialite. She was born into money. One of the Carnegies from New York City. So my sisters and I were usually left with a nanny. Mom wanted to send us to some elite prestige schools, but dad said we would be just fine going to normal public school. That was one helluva fight between them over that one, and we didn't see them for the next couple of days. Sure we could hear them, but as kids we just figured they were still fighting, and knew better than to disturb them.
Even at a young age I was protective of my twin and that protection poured over to our big sister Tori too. Which aggravated her especially when she was a teenager and some boy would be paying attention to her. I would walk over, and kick the boy who usually took the hint and took off. She'd get even with me later, but she never hurt me. Dad would just laugh and tell me good job. Probably was from him where I got the idea of scaring the boys away from my sisters. Anira had it worse from me especially with boys our age cause I would definitely interrogate them to find out their intentions.
I started into Motocross when I was around seven. Was a very competitive sport, and I loved it. Dad got me started in Stargazing teaching me the constellations in the sky that he loved. Sharing his gift of the stars with me. One I hope to carry on one day sharing the love of the stars that he gave me. He also taught me how to shot a bow and arrow which I became quite good at. I won more competitions with the Bow and Arrow in Archery than I did in Motocross.
It was right after our sixteenth birthday that mom came in crying and told us that dad had died. He wouldn't be coming home again. He'd been shot and killed that was all she knew. That summer was the hardest of my life trying to be there for my twin and try to keep my head up. Satori had come home long enough for the funeral, but never actually came home. She stayed with Jake at the clubhouse. Which is where Anira and I ended up with mom and her antics. With mom in and out of depression our last two years of high school the other old ladies of the club practically raised us.
Dad was supposed to sponsor me to the Wild Wolve when I turned eighteen. It was bittersweet as it was something dad and I had been looking forward to doing together when I was old enough. This would be the first year I was going to Sturgis too. Dad had told me he wouldn't take us till we were sixteen same as when Tori started to go. With him dying that hadn't happened. It was quite an experience for a boy with still wet behind the ears. To my surprise Jake was the one to hand me the kutte and tell me he was sponsoring me into the MC.
A year later I had graduated from high school and was now a full patch to the Wild Wolves MC. I tagged along with my twin Anira to college not knowing what to do. I knew I was interested in Astronomy as that had been something Dad and I used to do together. Get the telescope out that he had spent a pretty penny on and star gaze. Something I missed doing with him, and had kept on doing it to honor him in a way. So in the end I decided to stick with Anira and took the classes she did somehow passing them becoming a teacher. I majored in American History and minored in Astronomy. Not that I knew if I would ever use either one. I just loved learning about those subjects.
When I became a teenager it wasn't just girls I realized I was attracted to. I had relationships with both sexes. There were a few that took affront to that and I got beaten up once in awhile, but I didn't let that stop me. When I fell for someone I usually fell hard. Some said I was too clingy, but other's liked me just fine. University that was a whole other story. I'll never forget my times there. My friends I had there called me the Wild Stallion. These are stories I could never tell my twin either. I tended to protect her from stuff like that, especially keeping the guys away from her.
Holidays were spent at Jake and Satori's when they got married.. Mom was hardly ever there, and she had sort of moved on now finding another man that none of us liked. Satori I don't think she had even acknowledged it. The man she married was in a rival club, and that made things even worse. So we never really saw mom anymore. Her calls were full of drama, and telling us when we talked to Satori to tell her to call her. I never did cause Tori was going to do what she wanted to do as well. After awhile I just avoided mom's calls altogether.
Tori and Jake got married when Anira and I were nineteen, and a year later they had their first child. Marlon Hank Morgan. They asked Anira and I to be our nephew's godparents, and of course we were thrilled. Three years later they had Sarah Syn Vanderson. I love spoiling them rotten. Taking the to get ice cream and candy and then of course taking them back home. That's always fun but seriously I love my nephew and niece. Marlon is six now, and I go by ever day after school and give him a ride on my bike. After Jake started giving Sarah spins on his bike I waited a bit before giving her rides too. He's their father, and those first times with their children I'm not going to tread on.
Time moved on and before I knew it I was graduating from college with Anira. I never got as good of grades as she did. Probably cause I was more into the fraternity life style and having fun with both sexes. Teaching came easy to me when I finally got a job doing so. It was something I loved doing. I made my lessons fun and interactive for the students who usually came to love my classes. So I guess I was doing alright. I had compliments from parents. Single moms would slide me their phone number at parent teacher conferences. They always went into File 13. I wasn't going to break the rules of my job by dating a parent. I had my share of fun through the club life that I kept separate from my job. That was more than enough for me.
Role Player
Username • Beau Age • 52 Cbox/Discord • Angie How Long Have You RP'd? • 18 years pretty much Comments • Nope How Did You Find Us? • Made the site with Cindie Any Other Characters • Who Plays Who
RPG Sample
Rayne sat away from the others somewhat. As it seemed like everyone was paired off but for him. Or they were with their friends. They’d been back from Sturgis for only a few days, and his dad, Rowdy, and Cain were throwing a bash at their place to try and take off some of the stress from what the trip had been. The Oklahoma boys and his dad, and Cain were taking turns getting up on the stage and singing. Oh and even Clyde had gotten up and sang. Their kids called out songs for them to sing, and they’d pick one from one of them. Of course his dad hadn’t asked him. It was mainly his baby brothers and once in a while Rafe or Ryder would yell out one.
Sturgis hadn’t really been any fun and he and his brothers had never gotten that tattoo that he designed. With all hell breaking loose everyone was on high alert the next week so his father and brothers had forgotten about it. He’d slept off and on that next week after what had happened to him. At least the stitches had gotten taken out finally so he didn’t have that discomfort. Though it still aches some, and Stephanie had said it probably would for some time as hard as he had been hit. It itched and bothered him, but he refrained from messing with it not wanting to get it infected as it was healing. The bruises were still there, but not as bad as they had been.
His dad’s attention today was either on Rosanna or his baby brothers most of the time. Feeling tired and left out he got up to head inside to his room. Rafe and Ryder’s attention was on their new found girlfriends. His gaze fell on Athena then who was talking to some of the other kids in the Jr Club, and there were a couple of guys that she was laughing and having fun with. He felt a pang in his heart, and weaved in and out of people to head inside. A stray tear ran down his cheek as he got inside, and he quickly brushed it away. He hissed in his breath at the pain when he had forgotten a moment about his wound. With a deep breath he headed up the stairs when he came up on them.
It wasn’t that much of a walk down the hallway to his room. The pounding of the music and the roar of the crowd outside was inside the house too, and it was giving him a headache. So all he wanted to do was lay down and take a nap. Opening his door a sound caught his attention. Looking up he gasped as there were a couple of guys in the room with their girls having fun on his bed as well as Simon’s bed. He gaped in shock for a few moments, before turning bright red not knowing what to do. He jumped when one of them yelled at him to get out. Quickly he ducked out his head pounding even more and realized then that he wasn’t alone upstairs as he saw others in the hallways too.
Looking up and down the hallways he noticed people going in and out of the theater rooms too. Walking down to his dad’s room he thought he might find some relief in there, but his dad must have locked his door. He tried Rowdy’s and Cain’s finding both of them locked. There was nowhere to go he realized, and he headed back down stairs trying not to cry. That wouldn’t look good in front of the sons around. There was a lot that he had no idea who they were. Including the ones that had been in his room having fun. Feeling lost and really left out he turned at the stairs and a drunk son knocked into him knocking him down. He saw stars when his head hit the corner of a baseboard. Laughter was heard, and then they ignored him. Sitting up he held his hand to his head, and when he pulled away there was blood on his head.
He cringed as his head was killing him even more now. Pulling himself up he hears something crash and shatter somewhere. His vision was a little blurry now, and he felt the blood trickling down his forehead. There had to be somewhere that he could go, and he thought of the garage. Making his way down that way he put the code into the door knowing it had been locked up for the party. His dad was taking any chances with his panhead with someone messing with it. Once the door shut behind him the sound was suddenly gone as the garage seemed to be soundproof. His ears were ringing though from the never ending sound from before.
With an unsteady breath he made his way over to his bike not even fighting the tears now. Sitting on it he laid his head down against the cool gas tank and the sobs came unable to stop them. He wasn’t feeling good at all, and when he lifted his head a while later there was a lot of blood on his bike. Had to be from where he had hit his head. A ride might help him feel better was his thoughts, and he got off pushing his bike out a side door, and around some bikes getting on his bike after making sure the garage was locked back up. If it wasn’t his dad, Rowdy, and Cain not to mention the others with bikes in there would kill him.
Starting his bike he rode down the driveway with the guards not even looking twice at him as there were sons and jr club members coming right and left. Tears were still streaming down his cheeks and there was still blood trickling down so his vision was still a bit blurred. Right now he didn’t care, he just had to get away, and hopefully clear his head. His dad and brothers as well as the others would probably never even notice he was gone. They were having too much fun. A while later he realized that the ride wasn’t helping, and he stopped not even knowing where he was. He hadn’t been this way yet. Only the other direction into town. The throbbing in his head was even worse, and all he wanted was his dad right now.
Turning his bike around he tried to wipe the tears away and the blood, but it wasn’t helping much. With a deep breath he headed back. With his vision obscured, he didn’t see the cloud of dust coming down a dirt road not far away. When he turned on the next road thinking he was going in the right direction the car came out of nowhere. Unable to stop he ran right into it, and he was suddenly flying through the air. The impact of hitting the road knocked him out.