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Nomads Profile
Character
Original name: Melissa Anne Northman
Tribal name: Pixie
Tribe: Lawu
Role: Bartender/Prostitute
Age/DOB: 36 / 02/05/1980
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship status: Single
Family: Father- Charles Northman-whereabouts unknown
Mother- Tiffany Northman- whereabouts unknown
Son- Jordan aka Pumpkin/Skellington(19)- alive and well
Daughter- Gabrielle aka Lady Bug(14)- alive and well
Physical description: Hair: A little longer than shoulder length, naturally wavy chestnut colored hair that she sometimes straightens, curls, and/or lightens. Eyes: hypnotic, caramel colored doe-eyes. Average height of 5’ 6”, soft facial features and pouty lips make Pixie absolutely, irresistibly adorable and kissable. But her voluptuous body is far from innocent looking.
Distinguishing marks: A pixie tattoo on the small of her back; another tattoo on the inside of her left ankle of a pumpkin with a lady bug sitting on top.
Personality: Pixie has been through a lot in her lifetime and it’s made her sharp and controlled but also caring and understanding. Motherly by nature, Pixie tries to keep an eye out for the others and has an open door for anyone to come in and talk whenever they need it. Being a mother has helped her with being nurturing towards others and you'll never find a more devoted mom than Pixie. But she does have a hard side; she’s been in the business of hooking, stripping, selling it a very long time and she knows how to drop a man to his knees with either just a look, or a strong right hook if need be.
Skills and Training: She’s been dancing/stripping/workn’ it since she was 18, she is a damn expert. On any given day, and if she really wanted, she could turn the head of every straight male and bi or lesbian female in a 50 miles radius. She can also cook and sew, domestic things she does with her kids. Has a bachelors in Business Management and is actually a good bar/trade manager.
Personal Strengths: She’s very caring, honest, and motherly. She doesn’t flinch at the sight of blood and she’s always willing to listen. She can also be seen as Mother-type-figure to the rest of the tribe. However, she doesn’t take shit either. Her looks, even without trying, can stop a straight man's heart.
Personal Weaknesses: She has a soft spot for kids, and the expensive things, even with the world semi-coming to an end, she still would choose a Cashmere sweater over plain old cotton. Pixie can't really fight, though she won't go down easily
Items Carried: Needle and thread, bottle opener, and a cleaning rag/handkerchief
History:
Melissa Anne Northman was born into the lap of luxury on May 2, 1980. Her mother had instant fame from singing disco pop songs in the 70’s while her father, Charles Northman, inherited his wealth from old family money, very old. From day one, Melissa was sheltered and spoiled, given everything she wanted but never facing consequences for anything she did wrong. This pattern continued all the way up to high school. Melissa was very popular, had all the right friends, wore all the right clothes and was even dating the quarter back of the football team when she started 11th grade. Everything was perfect until her high school won the homecoming game, and she and her boyfriend found her house to themselves. They, of course, did whatever two spoiled, hormone filled teenagers did: took complete advantage of the situation. But one sun-shiny day in October, Melissa’s perfect, rich and spoiled world crashed around her perfectly pedicured feet. The family doctor informed her and her parents that Melissa was 3 ½ weeks pregnant.
For the first time in the Northman residence no one was allowed to come over and her parents actually grounded Melissa, not allowing her to back on school grounds until after an abortion. The Northmans were afraid for their reputations; it was just too scandalous for their 16 year old daughter to be having a baby. But Melissa refused the surgery, and for the first time thought of something besides herself and status. Having chosen to keep the baby, Melissa was sent away, essentially thrown out of her parent’s lives and their world entirely but thankfully taken in by the only relative who would still acknowledge her existence, her cousin Tina.
Tina lived in Las Vegas, Nevada and was cast out of the family when she refused to go to Harvard, Yale, or Oxford as was expected of someone of her “breeding”. But she was making well enough money working her way through acting and dancing school in Vegas, so sharing her cozy two bedroom apartment with her cousin was fine with her. However, she felt the spoiled rich kid needed to learn some responsibility before the bundle of joy came into the world, so Tina forced Melissa to get a part time job as a waitress and had her help pay rent. Not only that, but Melissa had to attend public high school. Melissa was in hell. In school there were fights among students almost every day, and she had to actually do her own homework if she wanted to keep her grades up. At work, she had to put up with annoying and picky people and be on her feet the whole time. To top it all off, Melissa was getting bigger and bigger every month.
On July 2, 1997, after 19 painful hours in labor, Melissa gave birth to an 8 lbs, 16oz baby boy, Jordan. She never felt more love in her life than she did in those first moments of holding her new born. In the months following, Melissa continued to work through high school, graduated with honors, and eventually picked up a full time waitressing job at a nearby Hooters. Tina finally graduated college with her degrees and the night she went to give her last goodbyes to her job, she decided to take Melissa with her. Finally Melissa found out what paid the rent and college tuition. Tina had stripped her way through school.
When Melissa watched how much money one girl could get an hour, just one hour, she knew she wanted in. Part of her had always missed the good life, and yes, she loved her son dearly, but if she could take care of her son and have a Louis Vinton hand bag too then all the better. May of 1998, just after her 18th birthday, Melissa took Tina’s spot at the strip club, and with her curvaceous looks, she hit it big time in no time. Within 4 months, Jordan and his mother moved into their own apartment right on the Vegas Strip, and Melissa had taken on a new persona at work, becoming a sweet fantasy on stage as Pixie. Of course with every job come hazards. A few years later, Pixie had to take some off from the stage because she had become pregnant from a “special client” that she had spent “extra credit” time with. While she got paid at minimum $1,000 more per hour for her “extra curricular” with certain clients, she decided to be much more careful after Gabrielle was born on March 11, 2002.
Pixie’s manager, George, didn’t care one bit about the kids, even babysat a few times because Pixie had become such an asset to him and his club. He was starting to consider her to be one of his managers of the club. But good ole George got himself into some trouble with a really bad drug lord, and pretty soon, George was no more, leaving the club in the hands of the very mean, very powerful drug lord. He made many changes to the club and the girls that worked there. Many were thrown out into the street, their assets seized and if anyone tried to say anything to the authorities, they “disappeared”. Luckily, Pixie stayed right where she wanted, except now her “extra credit” was mandatory to anyone the new manager directed. Pixie did her best, better than her best, but she still had two kids to take of at home, so she ran a little late at times.
Joaquín, Mr. Drug Lord/Manager, didn’t like the tardiness of anyone, and decided to investigate Pixie’s entire life. One night in April 2004, Pixie came home from a client and found the live-in nanny dead and her children missing. A note was left saying, “Let’s see how you perform without your distractions. Tell no one, or you’ll never see them again.” Fearing for her children’s lives and her own, she packed up what she could but knew she had no money to leave with; everything was tied up with the manager. But she had her wits about her, and the heart of a mother lioness out for blood so she followed a few leads. She learned that three drug dealers had taken her kids to a safe house in Phoenix, Arizona. Pixie then decided to get the police involved and sweet talked Phoenix PD to help her get her kids back. They surrounded the safe house and the dealers, afraid of getting shot at, let the kids go. 7 year old Jordan and 2 year old Gabrielle were seized from the home and returned to their mother.
Pixie then decided to try and head back home to Albuquerque. Her kids needed some stability in their lives. So the three visited their family in the city and bought a home just outside the main streets. Pixie wanted calm, relaxing, and a steady pace after the ordeal she went through with losing her kids. She took up a steady job as a bartender, not a stripper, and began taking some college classes so she could better her future for her children. pixie dated off and on, but her priorities were family and school. Things were going well for the family, Pixie even half owned the bar she worked and she had her bachelor's in business management. Being the one who never wanted to get caught off guard again, Pixie had been making dooms-day plans for the big 2012 December date. She didn't fully believe in the "prophecy" but she didn't want to take a chance either. So Pixie stored extra food, water, clothes and even had a generator. All proved to be needed when the pulse hit. Pixie snapped back into survival mode.
The family stayed locked up in their small house for as long as the generator held out. Then they were on their way, looking for any place that was friendly. The three came across Cascade Locks just after other tribes began forming. Pixie needed a group that was strong, but not outwardly dangerous. So Saga's Chets were passed by.
The next best looking group for her and her children were the Tawas, but she couldn't really find work for her within their ranks, she wasn't really creative in the least. The Chowilawu seemed the next better option, but other than bartending, all Pixie could really do to bring in trade was go back to being a stripper who prostitutes. As much as she isn't a fan of the job, it does give her a sense of excitement and intrigue as well as give her the days off to be with her kids.
Writing Sample:
Pixie enjoyed her days off. They were days where she could wake up and spend time with her kids, make them a proper breakfast without feeling tired first thing in the morning. For Christmas, Pixie "splurged" some on her kids. She found a very good conditioned book of all of the Grimm's fairytales, and it included the history of how the brothers collected and wrote their stories. She knew LadyBug would just love it. As for her son, who was getting harder and harder to get things for as he grew up and therefore more defiant, she traded a traveler for a very lovely blade he carried with him. He said he could only bare to part with it because he didn't use it much and because Pixie had been such a knockout in the sack. As much as she wanted her son to be remain her little Pumpkin, he was 18 now, not so little, and had been going by Jack Skellington since he was 17. At least it was a name from a good movie.
There were some other things she had for the kids too, like a good dinner planned for starters, and some handmade decorations for the tree. Pixie did get herself something too, a pair of gold hoop earrings from another traveler. Those had her working two nights with him, but she didn't mind. They were lovely, and reminded her of her spoiled past, in a good way.
Character Journal:pixie_dust_
Played by: Jennifer Love Hewitt
Plot Points: Plot tie 1: Find love/steady companion
Plot tie 2: Her son getting on her nerves
Plot tie 3: Drama with her children and her "profession"
Anything else? Yes THE NEXT CHARACTERS ARE NPCs BUT UP FOR ADOPTION!!!
Character
Original name: Jordan Luke Northman
Tribal name: Skellington (to everyone else) Pumpkin (as called by his mother)
Tribe: Lawu
Role: Errand Boy/hunter
Age/DOB: 19 - 02/07/1997
Sexuality: Unsure- willing to experiment
Relationship status: Single
Physical description: longish brown hair that he keeps up with now that he's older, brown eyes, like his mother's, and always a mischievous smile on his face. He's taller than his mom, his height being at 6 foot even, and his weight at 165 lbs
Distinguishing marks: Has a few ligature scars on his wrists and ankles from when he was kidnapped, and he wants a tattoo of Jack Skellington but doesn't have one, yet.
Personality: He's just like his father he never met, flirty, cute, charming, and clever. He loves practical jokes but gets very protective of his sister and mother. His experience of being kidnapped and held hostage for a few days made him protective because he hated seeing his sister crying and without their mom, and he hated seeing his mother's worried yet relieved face when they were finally reunited. Skellington wants to learn how to fight, and has bothered Niro about it since they got into town.
Skills and Training: not much except for some hunting skills
Strengths: Has become a good hunter, protective, clever, willing to learn
Weaknesses: Has become more arrogant against his mother, has a distain for his mother's profession (prostitute not bartender), pretty girls, and his mother's cooking.
Items carried: a knife (much to mom's disproval) and a yo-yo
Character Journal:pixie_dust_
Played by: Andrew Garfield
Character
Original name: Melissa Anne Northman
Tribal name: Pixie
Tribe: Lawu
Role: Bartender/Prostitute
Age/DOB: 36 / 02/05/1980
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship status: Single
Family: Father- Charles Northman-whereabouts unknown
Mother- Tiffany Northman- whereabouts unknown
Son- Jordan aka Pumpkin/Skellington(19)- alive and well
Daughter- Gabrielle aka Lady Bug(14)- alive and well
Physical description: Hair: A little longer than shoulder length, naturally wavy chestnut colored hair that she sometimes straightens, curls, and/or lightens. Eyes: hypnotic, caramel colored doe-eyes. Average height of 5’ 6”, soft facial features and pouty lips make Pixie absolutely, irresistibly adorable and kissable. But her voluptuous body is far from innocent looking.
Distinguishing marks: A pixie tattoo on the small of her back; another tattoo on the inside of her left ankle of a pumpkin with a lady bug sitting on top.
Personality: Pixie has been through a lot in her lifetime and it’s made her sharp and controlled but also caring and understanding. Motherly by nature, Pixie tries to keep an eye out for the others and has an open door for anyone to come in and talk whenever they need it. Being a mother has helped her with being nurturing towards others and you'll never find a more devoted mom than Pixie. But she does have a hard side; she’s been in the business of hooking, stripping, selling it a very long time and she knows how to drop a man to his knees with either just a look, or a strong right hook if need be.
Skills and Training: She’s been dancing/stripping/workn’ it since she was 18, she is a damn expert. On any given day, and if she really wanted, she could turn the head of every straight male and bi or lesbian female in a 50 miles radius. She can also cook and sew, domestic things she does with her kids. Has a bachelors in Business Management and is actually a good bar/trade manager.
Personal Strengths: She’s very caring, honest, and motherly. She doesn’t flinch at the sight of blood and she’s always willing to listen. She can also be seen as Mother-type-figure to the rest of the tribe. However, she doesn’t take shit either. Her looks, even without trying, can stop a straight man's heart.
Personal Weaknesses: She has a soft spot for kids, and the expensive things, even with the world semi-coming to an end, she still would choose a Cashmere sweater over plain old cotton. Pixie can't really fight, though she won't go down easily
Items Carried: Needle and thread, bottle opener, and a cleaning rag/handkerchief
History:
Melissa Anne Northman was born into the lap of luxury on May 2, 1980. Her mother had instant fame from singing disco pop songs in the 70’s while her father, Charles Northman, inherited his wealth from old family money, very old. From day one, Melissa was sheltered and spoiled, given everything she wanted but never facing consequences for anything she did wrong. This pattern continued all the way up to high school. Melissa was very popular, had all the right friends, wore all the right clothes and was even dating the quarter back of the football team when she started 11th grade. Everything was perfect until her high school won the homecoming game, and she and her boyfriend found her house to themselves. They, of course, did whatever two spoiled, hormone filled teenagers did: took complete advantage of the situation. But one sun-shiny day in October, Melissa’s perfect, rich and spoiled world crashed around her perfectly pedicured feet. The family doctor informed her and her parents that Melissa was 3 ½ weeks pregnant.
For the first time in the Northman residence no one was allowed to come over and her parents actually grounded Melissa, not allowing her to back on school grounds until after an abortion. The Northmans were afraid for their reputations; it was just too scandalous for their 16 year old daughter to be having a baby. But Melissa refused the surgery, and for the first time thought of something besides herself and status. Having chosen to keep the baby, Melissa was sent away, essentially thrown out of her parent’s lives and their world entirely but thankfully taken in by the only relative who would still acknowledge her existence, her cousin Tina.
Tina lived in Las Vegas, Nevada and was cast out of the family when she refused to go to Harvard, Yale, or Oxford as was expected of someone of her “breeding”. But she was making well enough money working her way through acting and dancing school in Vegas, so sharing her cozy two bedroom apartment with her cousin was fine with her. However, she felt the spoiled rich kid needed to learn some responsibility before the bundle of joy came into the world, so Tina forced Melissa to get a part time job as a waitress and had her help pay rent. Not only that, but Melissa had to attend public high school. Melissa was in hell. In school there were fights among students almost every day, and she had to actually do her own homework if she wanted to keep her grades up. At work, she had to put up with annoying and picky people and be on her feet the whole time. To top it all off, Melissa was getting bigger and bigger every month.
On July 2, 1997, after 19 painful hours in labor, Melissa gave birth to an 8 lbs, 16oz baby boy, Jordan. She never felt more love in her life than she did in those first moments of holding her new born. In the months following, Melissa continued to work through high school, graduated with honors, and eventually picked up a full time waitressing job at a nearby Hooters. Tina finally graduated college with her degrees and the night she went to give her last goodbyes to her job, she decided to take Melissa with her. Finally Melissa found out what paid the rent and college tuition. Tina had stripped her way through school.
When Melissa watched how much money one girl could get an hour, just one hour, she knew she wanted in. Part of her had always missed the good life, and yes, she loved her son dearly, but if she could take care of her son and have a Louis Vinton hand bag too then all the better. May of 1998, just after her 18th birthday, Melissa took Tina’s spot at the strip club, and with her curvaceous looks, she hit it big time in no time. Within 4 months, Jordan and his mother moved into their own apartment right on the Vegas Strip, and Melissa had taken on a new persona at work, becoming a sweet fantasy on stage as Pixie. Of course with every job come hazards. A few years later, Pixie had to take some off from the stage because she had become pregnant from a “special client” that she had spent “extra credit” time with. While she got paid at minimum $1,000 more per hour for her “extra curricular” with certain clients, she decided to be much more careful after Gabrielle was born on March 11, 2002.
Pixie’s manager, George, didn’t care one bit about the kids, even babysat a few times because Pixie had become such an asset to him and his club. He was starting to consider her to be one of his managers of the club. But good ole George got himself into some trouble with a really bad drug lord, and pretty soon, George was no more, leaving the club in the hands of the very mean, very powerful drug lord. He made many changes to the club and the girls that worked there. Many were thrown out into the street, their assets seized and if anyone tried to say anything to the authorities, they “disappeared”. Luckily, Pixie stayed right where she wanted, except now her “extra credit” was mandatory to anyone the new manager directed. Pixie did her best, better than her best, but she still had two kids to take of at home, so she ran a little late at times.
Joaquín, Mr. Drug Lord/Manager, didn’t like the tardiness of anyone, and decided to investigate Pixie’s entire life. One night in April 2004, Pixie came home from a client and found the live-in nanny dead and her children missing. A note was left saying, “Let’s see how you perform without your distractions. Tell no one, or you’ll never see them again.” Fearing for her children’s lives and her own, she packed up what she could but knew she had no money to leave with; everything was tied up with the manager. But she had her wits about her, and the heart of a mother lioness out for blood so she followed a few leads. She learned that three drug dealers had taken her kids to a safe house in Phoenix, Arizona. Pixie then decided to get the police involved and sweet talked Phoenix PD to help her get her kids back. They surrounded the safe house and the dealers, afraid of getting shot at, let the kids go. 7 year old Jordan and 2 year old Gabrielle were seized from the home and returned to their mother.
Pixie then decided to try and head back home to Albuquerque. Her kids needed some stability in their lives. So the three visited their family in the city and bought a home just outside the main streets. Pixie wanted calm, relaxing, and a steady pace after the ordeal she went through with losing her kids. She took up a steady job as a bartender, not a stripper, and began taking some college classes so she could better her future for her children. pixie dated off and on, but her priorities were family and school. Things were going well for the family, Pixie even half owned the bar she worked and she had her bachelor's in business management. Being the one who never wanted to get caught off guard again, Pixie had been making dooms-day plans for the big 2012 December date. She didn't fully believe in the "prophecy" but she didn't want to take a chance either. So Pixie stored extra food, water, clothes and even had a generator. All proved to be needed when the pulse hit. Pixie snapped back into survival mode.
The family stayed locked up in their small house for as long as the generator held out. Then they were on their way, looking for any place that was friendly. The three came across Cascade Locks just after other tribes began forming. Pixie needed a group that was strong, but not outwardly dangerous. So Saga's Chets were passed by.
The next best looking group for her and her children were the Tawas, but she couldn't really find work for her within their ranks, she wasn't really creative in the least. The Chowilawu seemed the next better option, but other than bartending, all Pixie could really do to bring in trade was go back to being a stripper who prostitutes. As much as she isn't a fan of the job, it does give her a sense of excitement and intrigue as well as give her the days off to be with her kids.
Writing Sample:
Pixie enjoyed her days off. They were days where she could wake up and spend time with her kids, make them a proper breakfast without feeling tired first thing in the morning. For Christmas, Pixie "splurged" some on her kids. She found a very good conditioned book of all of the Grimm's fairytales, and it included the history of how the brothers collected and wrote their stories. She knew LadyBug would just love it. As for her son, who was getting harder and harder to get things for as he grew up and therefore more defiant, she traded a traveler for a very lovely blade he carried with him. He said he could only bare to part with it because he didn't use it much and because Pixie had been such a knockout in the sack. As much as she wanted her son to be remain her little Pumpkin, he was 18 now, not so little, and had been going by Jack Skellington since he was 17. At least it was a name from a good movie.
There were some other things she had for the kids too, like a good dinner planned for starters, and some handmade decorations for the tree. Pixie did get herself something too, a pair of gold hoop earrings from another traveler. Those had her working two nights with him, but she didn't mind. They were lovely, and reminded her of her spoiled past, in a good way.
Character Journal:
pixie_dust_Played by: Jennifer Love Hewitt
Plot Points: Plot tie 1: Find love/steady companion
Plot tie 2: Her son getting on her nerves
Plot tie 3: Drama with her children and her "profession"
Anything else? Yes
Character
Original name: Jordan Luke Northman
Tribal name: Skellington (to everyone else) Pumpkin (as called by his mother)
Tribe: Lawu
Role: Errand Boy/hunter
Age/DOB: 19 - 02/07/1997
Sexuality: Unsure- willing to experiment
Relationship status: Single
Physical description: longish brown hair that he keeps up with now that he's older, brown eyes, like his mother's, and always a mischievous smile on his face. He's taller than his mom, his height being at 6 foot even, and his weight at 165 lbs
Distinguishing marks: Has a few ligature scars on his wrists and ankles from when he was kidnapped, and he wants a tattoo of Jack Skellington but doesn't have one, yet.
Personality: He's just like his father he never met, flirty, cute, charming, and clever. He loves practical jokes but gets very protective of his sister and mother. His experience of being kidnapped and held hostage for a few days made him protective because he hated seeing his sister crying and without their mom, and he hated seeing his mother's worried yet relieved face when they were finally reunited. Skellington wants to learn how to fight, and has bothered Niro about it since they got into town.
Skills and Training: not much except for some hunting skills
Strengths: Has become a good hunter, protective, clever, willing to learn
Weaknesses: Has become more arrogant against his mother, has a distain for his mother's profession (prostitute not bartender), pretty girls, and his mother's cooking.
Items carried: a knife (much to mom's disproval) and a yo-yo
Character Journal:
pixie_dust_Played by: Andrew Garfield
Character
Original name: Gabrielle Marie Northman
Tribal name: LadyBug
Tribe: Lawu
Role: child/story teller
Age/DOB: 14 - 11/03/2002
Sexuality: not sure yet
Relationship status: single
Physical description: pretty shoulder length brown hair, like her mother's, and light brown, sometimes hazel eyes. Usually has her hair braided or pulled up in a ponytail. She is a growing girl and stands at 5 foot even and 95 lbs.
Distinguishing marks: Has a scar on her knee from falling from a low tree branch when she was 4.
Personality: She's a dreamer and a story teller. She can keep just about anyone captivated with fairy tales she makes up herself, or those she retells. She loves to draw and be in the kitchen with her mom and has been experimenting with cooking things on her own.
Skills and Training: none
Strengths: Can hold an audience captive with her stories, has an infectious laugh, sees the good in people, and is creative
Weaknesses: she doesn't know how to swim or fight. Because she sees the good in people, she often times overlooks the bad in them, and she trusts easily.
Items carried: a pocket book of fairy tales
Character Journal:pixie_dust_
Played by: Bailee Madison
Player
Name: Debs
Timezone CST