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Intercept, New Mexico. 1997. Just twenty minutes north of Roswell, it’s home to Astroland: New Mexico’s first and only space-themed amusement park! Once a thriving tourist destination luring in hundreds of visitors a day from across the country, Intercept is now barely clinging to life—just another novelty exit sign on the road trip to where the real aliens were found. Businesses are closing. Locals are struggling. A notorious motorcycle club has moved into town to claim what’s left of the empty streets, driving out the last vestiges of tourism still giving Intercept a pulse. Ticket sales for Astroland are at an all-time low.  It doesn’t matter that they’ve seen just as many strange and inexplicable anomalies as Roswell–if not more! Most folks around Intercept are too busy trying to figure out how they’re going to make ends meet to pay any mind to alleged disappearances or dancing lights in the sky. Space didn’t save them when it landed in Intercept, after all, and it’s not about to start now.

[ NOW ENTERING: INTERCEPT 🪐 POPULATION: DWINDLING ] 

Intercept, New Mexico. 1997. Just twenty minutes north of Roswell, it’s home to Astroland: New Mexico’s first and only space-themed amusement park! Once a thriving tourist destination luring in hundreds of visitors a day from across the country, Intercept is now barely clinging to life—just another novelty exit sign on the road trip to where the real aliens were found. Businesses are closing. Locals are struggling. A notorious motorcycle club has moved into town to claim what’s left of the empty streets, driving out the last vestiges of tourism still giving Intercept a pulse. Ticket sales for Astroland are at an all-time low.  It doesn’t matter that they’ve seen just as many strange and inexplicable anomalies as Roswell–if not more! Most folks around Intercept are too busy trying to figure out how they’re going to make ends meet to pay any mind to alleged disappearances or dancing lights in the sky. Space didn’t save them when it landed in Intercept, after all, and it’s not about to start now.

[ NOW ENTERING: INTERCEPT 🪐 POPULATION: DWINDLING ] 

Intercept, New Mexico. 1997. Just twenty minutes north of Roswell, it’s home to Astroland: New Mexico’s first and only space-themed amusement park! Once a thriving tourist destination luring in hundreds of visitors a day from across the country, Intercept is now barely clinging to life—just another novelty exit sign on the road trip to where the real aliens were found. Businesses are closing. Locals are struggling. A notorious motorcycle club has moved into town to claim what’s left of the empty streets, driving out the last vestiges of tourism still giving Intercept a pulse. Ticket sales for Astroland are at an all-time low.  It doesn’t matter that they’ve seen just as many strange and inexplicable anomalies as Roswell–if not more! Most folks around Intercept are too busy trying to figure out how they’re going to make ends meet to pay any mind to alleged disappearances or dancing lights in the sky. Space didn’t save them when it landed in Intercept, after all, and it’s not about to start now.

[ NOW ENTERING: INTERCEPT 🪐 POPULATION: DWINDLING ] 

Intercept, New Mexico. 1997. Just twenty minutes north of Roswell, it’s home to Astroland: New Mexico’s first and only space-themed amusement park! Once a thriving tourist destination luring in hundreds of visitors a day from across the country, Intercept is now barely clinging to life—just another novelty exit sign on the road trip to where the real aliens were found. Businesses are closing. Locals are struggling. A notorious motorcycle club has moved into town to claim what’s left of the empty streets, driving out the last vestiges of tourism still giving Intercept a pulse. Ticket sales for Astroland are at an all-time low.  It doesn’t matter that they’ve seen just as many strange and inexplicable anomalies as Roswell–if not more! Most folks around Intercept are too busy trying to figure out how they’re going to make ends meet to pay any mind to alleged disappearances or dancing lights in the sky. Space didn’t save them when it landed in Intercept, after all, and it’s not about to start now.

SAINT - SINNER - OUTLAW

2026; Scarred by years of bloodshed, betrayal, and buried secrets, the small town of Charming has somehow endured. The Sons of Anarchy Motorcycle Club once kept the streets safe and free of terror from rival gangs, but once vampires came out of the coffin ten years ago... they found themselves outnumbered. Governments called for coexistence, but the living and the undead continue to fight for dominance in the underworld of guns, drugs, and trafficking. As ancient power collides with outlaw rule, the criminal world has become a battlefield, and Charming the collateral.

The Fellowship of the Sun developed soon after - a radical, growing movement of God fearing zealots determined to cleanse Charming of both organized crime and the supernatural. To them, bikers and vampires are two sides of the same evil, and neither deserves a place in the future they're fighting to build.

Problem is, every alliance comes at a price. Every deal is a gamble. Friends become enemies, enemies become unlikely allies, and loyalty is worth less than survival.

Some work together. Some are destined to collide. So what say you?

Are you a saint, a sinner, or an outlaw?

bloodcharmingrp is a new, 25+ roleplay group inspired by True Blood, SOA & Mayans MC

[ NOW ENTERING: INTERCEPT 🪐 POPULATION: DWINDLING ] 

Intercept, New Mexico. 1997. Just twenty minutes north of Roswell, it’s home to Astroland: New Mexico’s first and only space-themed amusement park! Once a thriving tourist destination luring in hundreds of visitors a day from across the country, Intercept is now barely clinging to life—just another novelty exit sign on the road trip to where the real aliens were found. Businesses are closing. Locals are struggling. A notorious motorcycle club has moved into town to claim what’s left of the empty streets, driving out the last vestiges of tourism still giving Intercept a pulse. Ticket sales for Astroland are at an all-time low.  It doesn’t matter that they’ve seen just as many strange and inexplicable anomalies as Roswell–if not more! Most folks around Intercept are too busy trying to figure out how they’re going to make ends meet to pay any mind to alleged disappearances or dancing lights in the sky. Space didn’t save them when it landed in Intercept, after all, and it’s not about to start now.