who said it was easy?

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NAME. george hugh charlton-thomas NICKNAME. none.  AGE. forty. GENDER. cis male. PRONOUNS. he/him. SEXUAL ORIENTATION. homosexual. ROMANTIC ORIENTATION. homoromantic. HOMETOWN. newton. OCCUPATION. con artist. AFFILIATION. none.

ZODIAC. capricorn. POSITIVE TRAITS. practical, charismatic, capable. NEGATIVE TRAITS. opportunistic, devious, over-imaginative. LANGUAGES SPOKEN. english, french, dutch. (he is better at accents rather than speaking multiple languages)

HEIGHT. 5′10. EYE COLOR. brown. HAIR COLOR. brunet. TATTOOS. can be found on the pinterest board !

QUICK INFO.

trigger warnings: death

george thomas was the only child of dennis and gloria thomas, loved and cared for by both, though each in their own ways. gloria showed her love for george by trying to mould him into an upstanding member of society, she wanted the best for her son and she wanted him to have the best life that he could and, in a town like newton, she knew the best opportunity he had was to keep his head down and stay quiet. now, dennis, on the other hand, wanted george to grow up just like him. a crook. by the age of eight, he had successfully been handed over many of dennis’ pearls of wisdom, being capable of much more than he likely should have been if it wasn’t for his father’s constant ‘training’ as he liked to call it. it wasn’t long before gloria realised her path for george was long gone, darkened before he had even had a chance to find out what would await him on the other end if he chose to take it. 

by fifteen, he was the master of the short con. occasionally, he would get a little help if it was a two person job, but he was capable of doing so much by himself and his father was deathly proud of him for carrying on the family business, as it were. it seemed to george that the thomas’ were a long line of con artists and there was to be no disappointing his father. sure, his mother had fallen victim to the love of a good man, but that didn’t mean his career was any good. if you asked george, being a con artist was like being a regular artist. they wove beautiful tales to any unsuspecting person that should find themselves under the watchful eye of a thomas and they told them what they wanted to hear. if they wanted something for nothing, they could be taken and it was not up to george to deny them of the right to be conned when they so surely deserved it. 

the only thing that george wanted that differed to his father’s plans for him (for them) was that he wanted to get out of newton. he wanted to see the world. he wanted to explore and find himself along the way. hell, he just wanted to con as many people as he could, the ones who deserved it, anyway. he was a simple man with simple tastes and he just wanted to explore and travel and meet other family members who might be able to show him more, a better life, a more... extravagant way to live and earn. it would be foolish to say that dennis was unimpressed with this idea, but george was adamant that one day, he would get to see the world for all it was worth. he would come back, after all, this was his home. his parents were here and he wanted to stay with them as long as he could, live and die by them. they had given up so much for him, so much more than he could ever know, so how could he ever just give up on them? well, it looked like he wouldn’t have to. 

it seemed dennis was unable to give up the life he had so dearly passed onto his son, one last con, he just had to be involved with something once more. he left newton for a few weeks, a month at most. that was the plan, at least. now, george was unaware of the true details for a long time and that was, perhaps for the best, because to know that his father was killed over a con gone wrong, well it would have been the one thing that could make him give it all up. especially if his mother had lived long enough to tell him. as luck would have it, she suffered her own demise a few weeks later. a complete accident, truly, caught in what could only be described as a gang war, though the term is far more troubling than it sounds. as far as anybody knows, it was gang members and gloria stumbled into the wrong place at the wrong time. it was the last straw for george. he had always wanted to get out but now he had no reason to stay. it wasn’t long before he had sold the house and left for england. 

it wasn’t all it was cracked up to be, but it was somewhere new and he had family there, so it seemed like a no brainer when he booked the ticket. and, of course, it was how he met the crew he would come to work with for years. entirely by accident, mind you. he was running a few short cons, the easiest being ‘accidentally’ bumping into somebody and lifting their wallet. it was going swimmingly, if he were to be asked, until he lifted a wallet and his was lifted at the same time. it was... sort of really strange to be caught in a situation where he was targeting somebody who had also been targeting him. the fascination only grew from there, though. that was how he met douglas and when he was introduced to douglas’ mentor, it was even more of a surprise to find that it was his grandfather, the very man he had come to england to see. ‘life has a funny way of working out’ he had said at the time and george thought that yes, it certainly did and yes, he could see he potential of having a life here, in this country, with these people. 

working with a crew was much better than working on his own. the art of the long con was something george had not had the chance to be shown by his own father, so it was somewhat poetic that the very man who had shown him the ropes all those years ago should be the one to show george. it was beautiful to watch him work, see him rope in the marks for them to weave their tales for, take them for as much as they could whilst never feeling an ounce of guilt because they deserved it, after all. and life was really good for a long time. the crew was like his new family, a found family, after all. they looked out for one another and they kept each other safe. they were not intended to be a substitute for the family he lost, but they were pretty good for it. 

it didn’t take long for him to develop feelings for douglas and that felt like a death wish. in this line of work, there was no way to have a normal life. he had seen that much with his father, he had eventually been drawn back into the not so glamorous life of a con man. he had paid for his sins with his death and george was determined not to allow that to come of himself and douglas. not because he had a few feelings. he hid them well, like he hid all things about himself during certain moments, though his grandfather was far too capable of drawing them out of him. it seemed that even with a found family, secrets were not ideal. they were the make or break of many situations. feelings also seemed to be the make of break to george, but what did he know if his grandfather was anything to go by. perhaps a con artist could have a life and still do their job without getting caught out. 

so, they gave it a go. a really good go. a few arguments here or there but who didn’t have those? they were in love and they were happy and, as far as george was concerned, that was all that mattered. his grandfather was certainly supportive in the entire ordeal, as where the other members of their crew. they were in love and not a single one of them could ever make anything else mean more than that. and, as it turns out, love is not the catalyst of every good thing in a person’s life. george did not fall in love and then his entire world crashed and burned around him. they spent a long time together with the worst thing that ever happened being a con falling through. they were never caught and convicted of anything. caught, yes, but that meant nothing if they had no evidence to put them away. so they were free, day after day, year after year. hell, they even got married a month ago. that may have been where it all went downhill. 

with every long con, there was a chance that it could go south very quickly. very dangerously. usually, the cops were the most dangerous thing about a con. but in this case, it was the mark themselves. a very wealthy businessman that was more than capable of ruining a life with the snap of his fingers. and by ruin, well he could destroy their credibility, destroy relationships, businesses, partnerships. and then, on the flip side, he could have somebody killed and nothing would trace back to him. if he thinks about it now, he might say that getting married right before a con with a mark like that was foolish, but at the time, nobody thought that. hell, they were just happy to be getting married and sealing their commitment together after so long of dancing around the subject. their marriage was not the only catalyst to the con, there were many things that were not exactly overlooked but were not airtight and that was the big thing, wasn’t it? they had to make sure that nobody would come looking for them, that they were going to be home free with such a dangerous mark. well, they got the money. and they cleared out of their hotel room before they were found, but by the skin of their teeth, practically. the decision to take some time apart, go their separate ways until it was safe for them in england again, it was mostly a joint decision. they knew they could not safely be together in england and they all needed a way out, somewhere to lay low for a while. they had to make sure they were safe and would continue to be. 

it was easy to see why george had picked newton for his safe haven. he knew the place, he was used to the streets, though they may have changed a little in the twenty years it had been since he had lived there. but it was his home, even if there were no loving parents waiting with open arms to take him back in. it was hard to convince douglas it was the right place to go but, the way george saw it, they had no choice and it had to be done. they had to go somewhere and england was no longer capable of housing them safely. so, newton it was. 

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

former best friends / ride or die - so we all know i love a little ride or die, so i’m thinking anybody that was on the road to their life of crime from a young age and would have been well versed in the way of mr. dennis thomas, con man extraordinaire - their parents may have been friends or even enemies ! but they were basically inseparable right up until george left newton behind. 

people he’s conned - wait a smart way for me to name this ! anyway, anybody that has been in town for the past two weeks (don’t look at me like that) has probably been subject to george lifting their wallet. this is not a dig at their intelligence, he is very good at what he does, so there is no shame in it. and the potential for anyone he may have crossed paths with over the years lies here too. PLUS anyone that was around 21 years ago would likely also have had the exact same done to them, if they were old enough for such a thing, of course. 

childhood friends - this stays being like former best friends but not necessarily to that level. but some lil friends back in the day that he can reach out to now is ......... sexi pls and thanks