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The year is 2192.

The country is the United States.

The current regime, The Trust, has been in power for over one hundred years.

The Trust takes care of you from cradle to grave--they provide you with housing, education, jobs, vehicles--but, in exchange, they control everything about your life. What color car you will drive. Where you will live. And, most important of all: who you will marry and how many children you will have.

Do you fight them or favor them?



Whitley Harris
Played by  BS  ➢ Offline
Spouse ➢ Reghan Cullen
Play-by ➢ Katie Stevens
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23 - Auburn/Dark Red Brown


Whitley is a marshmallow through and through. She's got a head full of fluff and sweetness. Ditzy, emotional and full of love for her makeshift motorcycle family.


Slightly chipmunky kind of cheeks.
BIG OLD DOE EYES with the power to break your damned heart.
Curvy, maybe with a little extra around the hips, but not enough that you really notice it when she's clothed.


Were it not for being born into the SOSMC scene and being raised in the insanity of the Warrington's Trellis house, There is every chance Whit could have been a picture perfect Postcrest girl. She's beautiful, feminine, and fairly obedient, at least compared to the other kids. A lot of the girls in the Son's families are rough around the edges, but not Whitley. She's all soft and squishy insides on the outside. The girl most likely to scream and flee to room at the sight of a spider. The girl most likely to cry herself to sleep.

Unfortunately for Whitley, the day her father was arrested and slated for execution, her mother was as well. The amount of contraband in the house was far too much for her to even dream of claiming innocent. It didn't help that on top of her father's work with the sons, they both really really enjoyed their booze and drugs. Whitley has been entirely without biological family for about as long as she can remember.

Growing up in the Warrington's technicolour dream house was by and large a good experience. There was always a lot of love and freedom, plus there was always someone to look out for you. Something Whitley really started to lean on as she got older. She can be a bit of a lamb among lions and she's quick to fall prey to slick words or ruthless teasing. For her the shoulder to lean or cry on was usually Avery Wilkes, they were close in age and grew up hand in hand. While the whole crew is family, Avery is the closest thing she had to a brother, everyone else a bit more like cousins.

For a long time she was best described as a silly little girl in the colourful stew of the Son's surrounding area. Always dreaming of fairytales... until her's started to come true in the strangest way possible. The day Lex kissed her? It was like her eyes opened for the first time. Her heart started beating a new. It never in a million years occurred to her that she might like girls, but once Lex kissed her? God, she couldn't imagine ever kissing anyone else. It was perfection, it was her happy ending come early.

She'd always been quick to let the other girls call the shots, more happy to follow then ever inclined to lead. But from that day forward? Alecto Harington became her master and commander. If Alecto handed her a cup of draino, she might very well ask what flavour and chug it down. Starry-eyed and pussy-whipped, that was the best way to put it.

As the years have gone on, things have changed. Being a sweetbutt around the club means that she's fooled around with a few people but really, she'd rather be all alone Lex hands down. She thinks she might possibly be able to feel about a guy the way she feels about her girlfriend, but all the guys she knows are crude and rough and she'd need someone more tender than that. Because yeah, Lex is a bad-ass, but she's still a woman... she's got that softness in all the right places...

Which was why she's starting to feel like her life is crashing down around her. She'd been drafted to a member of the sons which.... feels like a blessing and a curse. Reghan Cullen was a controlling, manipulative bastard, in a relationship with a trouble making, crazy eyed sweetbutt named Alys. On one hand they were both in the club and fit into her life. On the other, it was unstable, powder keg to live in. From day one Reghan would alternate between toying with Whitley to make Alys jealous and tossing her aside to be ignored. Whit did he best to keep her head down and focus on her relationship with Lex but before long Reghan would demand her presence again.

A year into their marriage and Alys went missing while out on a sweetbutt "assignment" Without the woman he loved, Reghan became more interested in Whitley and in turn more manipulative. Then when things couldn't be going worse, Lex and her husband moved away suddenly, pulling the rug out from under Whitley and thoroughly breaking her heart.

Reghan set to seducing her. Wooing Whitley and making her rebound into his arms. He worked tirelessly for a time and claimed Whitley as his Old Lady in the club. Convincing her they could add to their family and have a life together. They had a good year, almost making her forget about the two years of nightmare that proceeded it.

But Reghan got bored, and a bored Reghan was never good. After a few weeks of manipulation, Reghan got a new sweetbutt alone and took advantage - violently. The club caught wind of it and sentenced him to death to set an example. Whitley was kept in the dark for a time and only told the truth of what happened once the police investigation was closed. Just in time for her to realize she was pregnant. To save her from a sponsor life the club helped her find an abortion. Now she's in her mourning period: for both the man she was stupid enough to fall in love with and the baby she'd thought she'd wanted.


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Birthdate: June 29
Bad Habits: Leaves mugs all over the place, mostly empty but every so often you'll find one with a teaball or a couple sips left.
Turn-Ons: Total romantic, likes to be woo'ed. Kissing. Play fighting, being pinned down. Being tied up, Trust.
Turn-Offs: Very susceptible to a little pressure. Feeling like she's not valued.
hair color preference: -
eye color preference: -
draft position: Neutral
premarriage y/n: Yes, in response to a want ad.

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