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Hoodoo
Legacy Name: Hoo doo
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Owner: Chaos
Age: 17 years, 1 month, 6 days
Born: February 12th, 2009
Adopted: 17 years, 1 month, 6 days ago (Legacy)
Adopted: February 12th, 2009 (Legacy)
Statistics
- Level: 16
- Strength: 28
- Defense: 13
- Speed: 11
- Health: 13
- HP: 10/13
- Intelligence: 53
- Books Read: 51
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Bottle Sorter
Hoodoo, known by the boys at the bar as Hood, looks like a dream and curses like a sailor. She walks in high pumps, wraps herself in fur, and keeps the string of pearls she found for herself when she was working in the theatre, waiting tables, close to her throat. No, no family member gave it to her while making her keep it as a promise or something. Nobody taught her how to be a lady, either, because she ain't one, she says. She just likes to dress like one and tease a little, ya know. Dresses with nice sheer fabric, fishnet stockings, long cigars, always a red lip. Like every day is a party. Only her life isn't much like one.
She's probably been waiting and cleaning tables half her life by now, and just recently she has been promoted to bartender. And boy, is she good. Strong drinks, just the way she likes it. She can hold her liquor well while making them boys make fools out of themselves night after night. Hell, she can even kick out a few if needed.
It's not easy, being a woman in this town. People talk, you know. They have no idea how it's been for her. She's always been nothing but decent, working her entire life, doing nothing else but work. Just because she decides to dress and maybe flirt a bit too much, be the femme fatale, or whatever they call her, doesn't mean she takes bad decisions. She's twice the woman many around here are. She's independent, strong, and courageous. And still, she's had to put up with all this gossip from the women and certain behavior from the men. At least her boss is decent and recognizes her work, pays her enough, and rents her an apartment upstairs. She's got her own little one-bedroom, and that is just enough.
This town is a curious one. Many come and go, and she is there to make sure no one is taken advantage of. Luckily, she is not alone. Her one true friend, Jules, is always there for her.
by rawheight
Pet Treasure

Sui Spooley

Black Fishnet Stockings

Glamorous Faux Fur Wrap

Tiered Pearl Necklace

Ruby Glitter Flats

Pointy Black Pumps

Bloody Mary

Vodkatini

Whiskey

Brandy

Dry Gin

Pirate Rum
