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JJ: Lou Lyons

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Name: Louisa Lyons
Age: 29
Date of Birth: January 17
Nationality: Irish (1st generation American)
Gang: Le Roi Blanc
Job: Smuggler / Farmer
Quote: "Get off my lawn!." lol "May the cat eat you and the devil eat the cat."
Weapon: Winchester M1903 rifle (self-loading .22 rimfire caliber) / Crowbar

Personality
Affable for the most part | Systematic | Impartial | Suspicious of strangers if they do visit | Socially Independent (doesn't like to follow the fads or ettiquiets) | Devoted to her family and Loyal to her gang | Cooperative | Impolite (she didn't have a mama to teach her good manners) | Stubborn | Hard-working | Mischevious | Lacks a censor on her mouth, be it cursing or saying what is on her mind | Apathetic to women (she doesn't understand all the feelings) | Quiet unless having had liquor... and then she won't shut up |

Biography
Like many Irish families fleeing the Great Hunger (Great Famine/Potato Famine) during the mid 1800s, the Lyons were no different. They were originally called the ó Laighin clan until reaching Elise Island, where it was changed to Lyons; that is what customs thought it sounded like. Many of the Irish families went into dock work and manufacturing, but the head of the Lyons- Lou’s grandfather- opted to stick to his roots in farming and agriculture. During this time there was more rural land outside of the city, and with the aid of his children, wife, and a few neighbors from back home, a small farming community was established along the Hudson River, about a day and a half’s trip from New York City. The community specialized in a variety of grains and other produce; specifically wheat, barley, flax, hops, potato, corn, oats, as well as meat and dairy. The Lyons, in particular, lived on a mill-based farm and were large producers of grains and lovers of whiskey. But as the railroads were established and many of the grains were transplanted to the MidWest, the Lyons fell on hard times. But the head of the Lyons stubbornly stuck to his grains while slowly introducing more livestock for meat and dairy production.

Ezra Lyons was the middle son of the Lyons but proved to be the most efficient. He married a neighbors daughter, Maggie, and soon took over the farm while his siblings went off to the city to pursue their own "more productive" occupations. By the early 1900s they had produced four sons and three daughters, Louisa being the middle of the daughters, as well as a middle child. Before she could even walk, Lou was already 'helping' on the farm and being subjected to the lifestyle. But at the age of five her mother passed away from pneumonia, as well as two of her brothers and youngest sister. Being raised by her father, who barely knew how to raise daughters, Lou had little choice but to mold into a man's lifestyle. But she enjoyed the work of the farm and the rewards that came from her hard labor. She learned all she could from her father till she was allowed to tend the Massachusetts Agricultural College (this later becomes the University of Massachusetts) to further her education to help out on the farm. But by the time she had returned, her father had married a pretenious upstart woman who cared little of the farm and only the money. Enraged by near abandonment of the farm, Lou set to work trying to fix what damage had been done to what she considered to be her life's work, as most of her siblings but for her older brother didn't care for farm labor.

Pleased by the dedication and loyalty to the family farm, Lou's ailing grandfather financial supported getting the farm back into shape for planting season and began to teach her the other arts of grain byproduction: alcohol. While it was easy to produce moonshine or beer for a good hit, which he did teach her, the elderly Lyons handed down the family tradition of aged whiskey. Determined to help the farm rise above poverty, Lou and her brother began to brew different kinds of whiskey and exported to smaller community towns around the area. But it wasn’t until Prohibition that they were forced to create a variety of whiskey from corn that didn’t have to be aged, hiding their illegal activity in their barns like so many other farm families were doing.

Lou had learned that she could easily hide smuggling while going to towns to sell produce and grains, as most cops wouldn't bother to hassal a female farmer with a rifle. But trading was slow and Lou knew the Big City was hungry for any booze they could get. Her cousins in New York would often complain about gang-related activities and smuggling when they visited the farm, which gave Lou her motive. She sought out a gang through the Irish-Grapevine, Le Roi Blanc, and ballsily approached James Flanigan as a woman on a mission.

"You are going to like my whiskey, and you are going to hire me on." She exclaimed to the bewildered young gang leader. "What cop is going to fuck with me?"

Either by humor or stupidity, probably a little of both, Lou found acceptance within Le Roi Blanc.

Likes
❧ Being kept busy / work in general / back-breaking labor
❧ Animals (specifically horses and dogs)
❧ Whiskey
❧ Papa (Daddy's girl tom boy) and Pops (granddaddy)
❧ Summer time
❧ Being up at the ass-crack of dawn
❧ Food and cooking (isn't overly picky but tends to stick to staples of her ancestry)
❧ Soda Pop

Dislikes
❧ Laziness and no productivity
❧ Privileged people who don't work for their money
❧ Being belittled
❧ Moonshine (it's so disgusting)
❧ Cars (thinks horses are less dangerous than those deathtraps, but will drive)
❧ Going to church
❧ Overly spicy/acidic foods

Additional Info
❧ Often or not, she goes by Lou. If you call her by her first name is automatically thinks she is in trouble (you know, the whole parents saying your entire name thing)
❧ Has very fair skin that easily burns, so she pretty much always has sun burn on her nose.
❧ Lou doesn't give two cents about fashion and has her hair long for practicality sake (protects the back of her neck from sun burn- this is where the original term of "redneck" comes from)
❧ Her family is huge. Four two brothers and two one sister, and three half brothers with three half sisters.
❧ Can't stand her step mother, so chooses to live over the barn on the other side of the farm.
❧ She always smells like saddle soap.
❧ Stands at 5'8" (her father is 6'2") and hates it. She is always being jabbed at for her height by her step mother- who claims real women should be shorter and better behaved.
❧ Her LRB crest is pinned under the left strap of her overalls.
❧ While she does love animals, she has little issues shooting them for food or to put them out of their misery (old pets, horse with a broken leg). Her father taught her how to hunt with a .22 and it is what she is most comfortable with.
❧ Has a nasty temper when pushed.
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hammertheshark's avatar
she's pretty :3

*totally resisting farmer's daughter jokes*