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Prissy of Reina's Pussy Posse
| Name: Prissy True Name: Jessica Williams Gender: Female Age: 23 Birthday: August 30, 1997 Greatest Ambition: to live as comfortably as possible and by her own rules Physical Description: Height: 5'7" Weight: 140 lbs. Hair: bleach blonde (sometimes tinted pink, and can be other colors depending on the wig she chooses to wear); usually cut short and styled spiky, but she's been known to let it grow out a bit and curl it. Eye Color: deep blue to ice blue Build: medium, stronger than she looks, decently endowed hourglass figure (38-24-33) Clothes: whatever she feels like wearing or what is necessary for her job; she has a variety of costumes to wear for her customers, but off the job, her clothes are of eclectic styles, varying from punk-rock princess to normal jeans and t-shirt Distinguishing Marks: a nose ring and a few tattoos: a guardian angel on her left shoulder (in honor of her step-brothers), "What goes around come around" around her right wrist (courtesy of Poe) , the Japanese symbol for happiness on her left foot Sexual Orientation: Bisexual Single or taken: Single (when she's not working, anyway) Best friend: _reina_ & _ravenous_ |
| Personality: With a name like Prissy, some people expect her to act like a bubbly, spoiled little girl. She chose the name intentionally to throw people off. What they find out is that Prissy is usually a pissy bitch who can kick some serious ass if you rub her the wrong way. That is, unless you have something she wants. Then she can be as sweet as honey and just as pliable. Prissy lives mostly for herself. She loves what she does and would not want life any other way. Though some other girls in her line of work might be ashamed of what they do, Prissy is proud to call herself a whore. To her, the job means power and freedom. She picks her own hours, who her clients are, and how much she gets paid - plus she gets to work from home. Prissy does not care if some high and mighty citizens turn their noses up at her. She takes comfort in knowing that she lives a far more luxurious life than they do, and she probably works half as hard. Beneath her hard exterior is truly gooey goodness. She helps Reina and Poe protect the other girls who work at the Palace. They have formed their own family of sorts, with Reina acting as the mother hen of their tight-knit sisterhood. When they are not working, Prissy enjoys goofing off with the girls and lives a fairly normal, care-free life. |
| Personal History: Jessica was born on the poorer side of Sundance. Her father, David Smith, did not spend much time at home as he was often away selling and/or doing drugs. He was finally arrested during a drug bust when she was ten. Not that this really affected her, since she was not used to having him around all that often anyway. Her mother, JoAnn, was a fickle, needy woman. While Jessica's father was in jail, her mother grew lonely and soon started an affair with a man named Steve Williams. He and his two older sons, Joe and Chris (17 and 15 years old at the time), seemed decent enough, but time would show Steve's true colors. JoAnn eventually divorced David and married Steve, believing that the man truly loved her and would protect her. But Steve turned out to be an abusive alcoholic, who believed that women should be seen and not heard. He beat Jessica's mother, usually in front of the children, a sort of fear tactic to keep them in line. And more often than not, sex between the two adults turned quickly to rape, or at least that was what it sounded like to the children who tried to drown out the noises so they could sleep. Fortunately, Steve's sons had some sense of decency. While they could not protect Jessica's mom from their father, they did their best to keep Jessica out of the line of fire. They taught her several self-defense moves necessary for a young girl to fend off larger attackers. But all of their kindness and decency could not keep Jessica from turning into one rotten apple. She did poorly in school, as she would have preferred to spend her time bullying the other students, especially the boys, and taking their lunch money, since her parents did not give her an allowance. How else was a kid supposed get money for candy at the corner store? She received after school detention many times before Steve finally got a hold of her. Joe and Chris could not do much to protect her this time, though she did get stern talking to from her step-brothers as they tended to her bloodied lip and bruised limbs. She cut down on her bullying, for her sake as well as her brothers', but soon found a new way to earn some extra change. Jessica had discovered her father's playboy collection not long after he had been sent to jail, and even at the tender age of 12, she knew such magazines would fetch a pretty penny from the boys on the playground. She sold them from one dollar to five dollars a pop, depending on how desperate her customer seemed to be to see nude women. But of course, the school officials soon found out and got her parents involved. Jessica narrowly escaped another beating from Steve this time around, only because he blamed her mother for keeping "that trash" around the house. He confiscated her collection - for his own hypocritical purposes - thus ending her second attempt to make some cash. Joe and Chris now watched her like hawks, knowing her mischievous brain would concoct some other plan that would ultimately lead her into trouble. Entering high school, Jessica still lacked academic drive; she did only the bare minimum to pass and move on. She did not think much of the future; she just knew that there was not a job out there that really piqued her interest, so what was the point in graduating or trying to get into a good college? Though she ultimately ended up in prostitution, that is not what she started with. In high school, she overheard a guy - belonging to out-est of the out crowds - agonizing to his friend over how he will never get a date in time for the school's homecoming dance. Jessica's entrepreneurial gears started turning once more. Since she could have cared less about a stupid school dance, she offered to go as his date...for fifty bucks - cash, and he had to buy her dinner. The plan was perfect. She got paid for just being her, and neither the school authorities nor her parents could do anything about it. Going to the dance with a guy was not illegal. She continued this little service throughout high school, raising her price each time and eventually started to throw in extra services. Sure rumors flew around the school that she was a whore, but the gossip and harsh words did not damage her much. She figured they were just jealous because she was rolling in the dough. Her brothers had long since moved out of their father's house, but still kept in touch with their young step-sister, meeting with her often and visiting home to make sure Steve did not hurt her. As soon as she turned eighteen at the start of her senior year, Joe and Chris insisted that she come live in their apartment. She agreed, knowing that anywhere would be better than living in her psycho step-father's house, as long as they treated her like an adult and not their kid sister. It would be a difficult promise to live by, but the naturally protective brothers did their best. They did not agree with Jessica's choice in lifestyle, the way she sold herself to classmates and other people on the street. They knew the kind of dangers call girls could get into, but they also knew that if they confronted Jessica with their fears, she would pull away from them and try to make it on her own. After years of knowing the mischievous girl, they decided to keep their mouths shut. At least with her living with them, they could keep a better eye on her and make sure she did not get hurt. Joe and Chris, depending on their work and school schedules, would take turns shadowing her when she went out, to ensure she returned home unscathed. They only had to interfere once with a man who would not take no for an answer. Joe, thinking back, had been only slightly hesitant to step in, knowing it would tell Jessica that they had been watching over her the entire time and knew she would not be thrilled. But she was grateful, though never outright said it. It became a silent agreement: her brothers would respect her choices as long as she let her guardian angels hover over her. She did not do much street walking after that incident, probably for the sake of her brothers as well as for her desire to not end up in jail. Besides, Joe was not going to be around for much longer to protect her. Trusting in Chris's abilities, Joe left his siblings to go to a university on the east coast. Chris continued to live in the apartment with his step-sister while he continued his education at a local university. So Jessica applied for a job at the local strip joint. From there, one of the more wealthier kids she had gone to school with referred her to a friend of his, an agent, who was looking for talented girls for the escort service he worked for. After having her college educated step-brother read over the contract, Jessica signed on. While she was mostly supposed to be a classy companion for the wealthy on their nights out, she still performed her extra special services for her clients who did not mind spending a few extra hundred. By the time she turned 20, Jessica was living her own high life. After paying for STD testing and the rent to Chris, she had plenty of cash to blow on booze, cute outfits, treating her brothers to dinner whenever Joe was in town, and whatever else her little heart desired. She enjoyed being able to help out her brothers financially, especially since they were working their way through college. Joe was studying to be a doctor, and Chris wanted to be a lawyer. It was not long before Jessica realized she was in love with Chris. She supposed she loved both her step-brothers, but she felt closer to him. He had always been there for her emotionally and physically, and had loved her like a sister despite her choices. It never mattered what the kids at school said or what the town thought of her, Chris loved her just the same and treated her with respect. Unfortunately, her sense of love and sex had been warped at an early age, thanks to their father, and she was never really able to express her feelings appropriately. She tried coming on to Chris one night. She offered him all of her services for free, but Chris would not have any of it. "Don't you want me? Don't you love me?" she had asked him, still trying to seduce him. He told her that he did, but he did not want it to be like this. Chris did love her, but he knew that to Jessica, sex was a power game, a way to control others. He did not want games; he wanted a pure love. And even though his body screamed that he desperately wanted her, he declined. Even though they were very close, he could never really love her as more than a sister. Jessica was more than a little disappointed as well as hurt. She became distant for a while, but she would not have too long to brood over the rejection. The Ans virus broke out as an airborne virus, taking Joe first, and soon Chris. Her mother and step-father (as well as her imprisoned biological father) had also died from the virus, though Jessica could have cared less about what happened to them. David had never been around in the first place, she saw JoAnn as a pathetic excuse for a mother, and she hoped Steve suffered the most before he died. But the death of her brothers, if only emotionally, the only men in her life who had ever proven to be worth anything, was not a blow she would easily recover from. The authorities tried to stuff people in quarantine camps, supposedly to protect those who were uninfected, but Jessica knew better. She could see that the virus seemed to take everyone, so instead of dying in a crowded "concentration camp," she was content to sit in her apartment with all of her stuff and wait for death. She avoided being taken, by way of sneaking past authorities or offering her services to them. Before long, everyone over 25 years old was gone, and Jessica was left virtually alone in her brothers' apartment, with all of her stuff and a cornucopia of weapons to fend off looters. She soon crossed paths with Reina and Poe, who were starting up their own brothel of sorts. Jessica joined with them, quickly becoming best friends with the two women and taking on the name Prissy (a pet name given to her by her brothers), and offered her services as a prostitute as well as a talented ass-kicker, since she had quite a bit of experience in both fields behind her. Though she still misses her brothers terribly, especially Chris, she does not let this interfere with her work. After two years of having Reina and Poe around as friends, she has been able to cope a little with her grief and has mostly returned to the way life used to be for her. In her twisted mind, the virus was actually a bit of a boon to her line of work. Now she does not have to worry about getting pregnant or deal with sleazy old men. |
| Birth Location: Sundance, WY Blood Family: Mother — JoAnn Williams (deceased: Ans virus) Father — David Smith (deceased: Ans virus) Step-Father — Steve Williams (deceased: Ans virus) Oldest step-brother — Joe Williams (deceased: Ans Virus) Younger step-brother — Chris Williams (deceased: Ans Virus) What tribe do they belong to if any?: the Jackals How long have they been with that tribe?: from its formation (and even before, when it was called the Mountain Lions) Personal Strengths: seducing, beating the crap out of people, talents related to prostitution Personal Weaknesses: her short fuse and violent temper, alcohol, the memory of Chris Personal Skills and Training: karate and other forms of self-defense (thanks to her older brothers), high school education, prostitution (6 years experience so far) Job: Whore (part-time ass-kicker) PB: P!nk (Alecia Beth Moore) Plot ties Plot tie 1: Friends, other girls who work at the Palace that she gets along with really well, or even people outside of the Palace. Plot tie 2: Enemies, people who might have threatened one of the other girls or who have threatened Prissy directly. Plot tie 3: Business partners/lovers, people she has rendered services to (possibly repeat customers). |
| Characters Insanejournal Name: _prissy_ Your Name (Real or Internet): Desi Your Email: DesiDavenport @ yahoo.com Your Messengers: DesireeDavenport (AIM); DesiDavenport (Y!M) Link to color photo of PB for the Character page:  http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v What interested you in this RPG: I'm a mod. And I'm addicted. And Keebler and I watched the Lady Marmalade music video for Moulin Rouge one too many times. :-P |
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