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Stephen Hampton

Karma takes too long. I'd rather beat the shit out of you now.

1.4142135623731 · 515 views · located in London, 1950.

a character in “This Dirty Old Town.”, originally authored by LawfulAnnon, as played by RolePlayGateway




The son of (Underboss) and Sylvia Hampton, Stephen has been groomed to take over for his father and to become a close associate with the oldest Earle. Though his father works for the family, Stephen wants to take overthrow the Earle Empire. A valued member of business, Stephen is slowly building his allies right under the Earles' noses.

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The Muscle
13th of February
Soldato for Earle Family
Michael Fassbender

    Public Intoxication, Disturbing the Peace, Assaulting An Officer

    Drinking, Gambling, Smoking, Fornication, Familial Events, Reading, Drawing



    While not in a position of power, Stephen Hampton is a very intimidating and dangerous person to be enemies with. He is not afraid to use his brute strength to prove a point or publically humiliate someone whose wronged him. He is not a 'kind' man. Despite this, he is a doting father to his young son. Any aggression felts away when his boy is around. His approach to fatherhood and other people is tough love. He doesn't take other people's feelings into account and is very judgmental of other people. Stephen will tell people exactly what they need to hear, not what they want to hear. His approach works in reverse for him since he takes what people say to him seriously.

If you cross me, I will you ruin your pathetic, little life.


    (Underboss) Hampton & Sylvia Bracken
    Elizabeth 'Lizzie' Earle
    Rebecca Hampton (Deceased)
  • ISSUE: 
    One son, Jonathan
    Many One Night Stands, Many Business Friends, Enemies with all Rival Families

  • DID THEY SERVE DURING THE WAR?: Stephen served in the 7th Infantry as a soldier. The war was neither pleasant nor painful. Violence and killing is second nature to the oldest Hampton. Instead, the war showed Stephen the uselessness of fighting another man's battle.
  • SIGNIFICANT MOMENTS IN THEIR LIFE: Childbirth, Spouse's Death, The War
  • THE PAST: Growing up, Stephen's father did the best he could with a young child who had a violent temper. Stephen spent most of his childhood getting into fights, constantly in detention. His father expected him to take over his role as Underboss for the next Earle, who his father insisted he befriend. Stephen didn't care for this business, only getting involved when money became tight after getting married. His wife, Rebecca, was one of the few women to hold his attention. She was the balance he needed. The aggressive man calmed even more after the birth of their son. It was only of the best days of his life, knowing he created life instead of destroying it. Life was great, until the war began. Stephen left unscathed, but his mind swirled with thoughts of independence. Why was he working for the Earle family? He could easily be the boss over the oldest Earle. With those thoughts in his head, he only decided to act when the Earle family caused the death of his wife. A shootout at a local dinner between the Earle and rival family resulted in Stephen's wife being a causality. The Earle family knew she worked there and didn't care. With her death fresh in his mind, Stephen swore to destroy the family from within.
  • POSSIBLE PLOT POINTS: Trying to take over the Earle family, Befriending the Oldest Earle, more potentially

There's more pleasure in the slow suffocation of your ennemies.


So begins...

Stephen Hampton's Story


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For Henry, a walk back from the family distillery was usually a joyful occasion. The sweet smell of whiskey aging gracefully in the finest wooden barrels was the equivalent of fresh backed cookies to the youngest Earle. A happy day soon turned to dread as Henry walked by a dark alley. It was a sunny day in London, but sudden corners can be shroud in shadows. Arms reached out and grabbed him! His mouth was covered before he could let out any noise. A punch to his stomach and face caused him to lose his breathe. His eyes couldn't identify his attackers due to the bandanas covering their mouths. While Henry is in prime physical condition, fighting was never a strength of his. His father was always disappointed by that fact.

"You need to keep your nose out of things, kid." Ah... Henry was investigating a possible forced prostitution ring by a large, but unorganized, gang. He was getting close to finding the head of the group. Henry understood women who did what they had to to support their family, but forcing women to do that was not something Henry could ignore.

"I will not submit to you." A dangerous thing to say when clearly outnumbered, but Henry's father would rather him to lose badly than to give in. He would do anything to have his father see him as success.

One of the two men's fist connected with his right eye. Henry grinded his teeth, tensing up though it did nothing to ease the pain. The sound of a gun cocking made Henry begin too silently plea to any god that could be listening. The prayers must've been answered as the blows to his body ceased. Upon opening his eyes, the gods out there must have a flawed sense of humor. The stone cold face of Stephen Hampton was, almost, not scary any more. A worker for his father, the muscle seemed to be more like a babysitter for the baby of the Earle family. Whenever Henry was in a situation such as this one, Stephen appeared suddenly. Henry's attackers looked ready to run as Stephen's guns was held to both of their heads. Henry tried to meet Stephen's eyes.

"It's not worth it. Let them go." Unlike his father and brothers, Henry has no blood on his hands. IT still made him innocent, something he despised about himself. The terrifying man before him was considered the devil by his enemies. A sudden grin crossed his bruised face, a picture example of a light bulb going off in his head.


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Stephen was the best of the best. If you needed a threat to be beaten to pulp, you called him. If you need an interrogation and didn't care about a pesky thing called morality, you called Stephen. If you needed a body hidden, you called Stephen L. Hampton. Therefore, the reason he was following some troublesome college student was beyond him. Henry Earle wasn't just any college student though. The youngest child of the notorious Earle family needed 'protection.' Whoever was foolish enough to think the youngest was the way to defeat the family was crazy.

Seeing the two arms reach out to grab the kid didn't put Stephen into fighting mode... yet. The youngest was worthless despite his obvious wanting to be involved in his family's business. Kids like him aren't meant to be in this life. Jonathan would never be involved in a life like this. A life that took away the one person he cared for more than anything. Stephen balled his fist, digging his nails into his skin. 'Must not think of it now.'

Drawing out his two pistols, Stephen casually walked over to the two attackers. The two men froze when the cold, metal nozzle of his Smith and Wesson 38 special met their temples. An evil grin crossed Stephen's face. Having the power to control someone's life was sweeter than any candy. Glancing at the youngest Earle, Stephen saw the boy has the beginning of a black eye, split lip, and several bruises. The boss would be upset with him for not acting sooner. Not like it was his fault, he should've taught the kid how to defend himself. Another thing that made Stephen better than that family: he actually spent time with his kid. Though he only has one, Stephen wouldn't show favoritism like the old man.

"It's not worth it. Let them go." The kid's response only pissed Stephen off more.

"They hurt you and you want to let them go? Stupid child."

Normally, Stephen would've blown their brains out and have hidden the bodies by now. It was what he would prefer to do. However, his parents were strict about keeping their youngest away from any unnecessary violence. Stephen still has to follow orders while their in charge. Not for long with his plan.

"Get out of my sight or my bullets will be the least of your worries."

The two men high tailed it out of the alley, leaving Stephen with the kid. He pulled out a cigarette and light it. Looking down at the kid, a irksome grin crossed his face. 'Oh no... more trouble.'

"That grin better be of gratitude. Your ass will be in more pain if you say anything smart."