Grim Crüe

The start of Grim Crüe

It was 2017 when I thought about creating Grim Crüe. I had seen TV shows about Motorcycle Clubs but I never fully knew what it was like to be a Founder of one. I'll tell you one thing is I never wanted my MC to be on America's list of criminal organizations but when you take two intelligent sociopaths, a party animal, three stoners two of which are Anarchists, and top it off with a really cocky asshole you get some highly unbalanced individuals. Now take them individuals and give them a common belief which is complete Anarchy, they'll put the ingredients of criminality into the Motorcycle Club bowl and bake one fucked up cake. That cake in all reality is my MC.
Allow me to explain how it all came together.

I grew up in a small city in New York State called Watertown. I had an extremely hard time staying out of trouble. I got into so many fights I eventually became known as one of the top 3 best fighters, that all changed when I got into my last major fight. I was 12 at the time and I was hanging out with some local trouble makers and there was this one boy who was pissing us off so I decided to mess with him, at first I threw a stick at him he got pissed and tried to run at me. He swung on me and I ducked then hit him once in the jaw he fell over and I continued to hit him repeatedly. I got up and walked away but he shouted a comment at me. I had a toy nerf gun with me at the time so I shot him in the eye. He didn't go blind or anything, but he did call the cops on me. The cops brought me home and told my old man what happened, they both decided that if I got into one more fight I'd be put in a children's home. I saw that as an opportunity to lay low for a while. I moved away for a year but came back just in time to meet a guy who would eventually be known as my Vice President and Co-Founder.

K.C is what I called him, he was a straight up badass and he was the best fighter in Watertown. He took no shit from anybody and he is just as crazy as I am, and just as smart too. One day me and him were smoking a cigar when I asked him about starting our MC, he looked at me and told me "I'm down man, what do I need to know in order to help build this MC." I told him I wrote all the important information in a notebook I had, Which looked a bit like this.

Where will we be based:
Henderson Nevada
Dominant 1% club in the Area:
The Unholy ones

Type of Motorcycle Club:
•Tradiotional Backpatch
•Social

Hierarchy:
Founder
Co-Founder
President - Leader of a Charter
Vice President - Co-Leader of a Charter (President's Advisor)
Sgt. At Arms - Protecter of the President (Gunman)
Road Cpt. - On road Planner
Enforcer - Enforces club rules (Debt collector)
Secretary - Manages club information
Treasurer - Manages club money
Chaplain - Planner of Club community events
Road Lt. - Road Cpt. Assistant
Tailgunner - End Formation Rider

"This looks pretty good, well actually I have questions regarding a few things you've got written." K.C said while reading the notebook. "Ok what are the questions bro." I replied eager to educate him on our plans. "First question is what does 1% mean?" He asked me. "1% is the term used to separate the criminal MC's from the 99% which are law abiding citizens."I told him. "What do criminals have to do with us setting up our club?" He asked me with a puzzled face. "Well I did some research and it turns out that if we are going to start this MC we gotta sit down with the criminal MC in the area, which in our case is The Unholy ones. If we don't do the sit down they may think we are trying to disrespect them." I explained to him. "Ok do you have any ideas for potential members?" He asked while reading the list of ranks. "I got a few unbalanced individuals in mind, let's go down the list one by one." I said as I grabbed a pen to write down which person gets a specific rank.