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in character. Full name: Melissa Anne Northman ![]() Alias/Nickname: Pixie Age/Date of Birth: 36/ May 2, 1979 Mortal/Immortal: Mortal Species: Human Status: Free Sexuality: Everything Occupation: Owner of Leather and Lace; dancer at The Viper's Nest PB: Jennifer Love Hewitt Kinks: Absolutely everything under the sun with 3 exceptions Hard Limits: Scat, Vore, Vomit Appearance: 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: Has a tattoo of purple, pink, and blue pixie wings going down her entire back. 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. Abilities: 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 really good at owning and managing her store. 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 those who know her best. 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 in life. Pixie can't really fight, though she won't go down easily. History: Melissa Anne Northman was born into the lap of luxury on May 2, 1979. 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. Her parents were able to keep her from the lottery through monetary means. Melissa was very popular in high school, 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, 1996, 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 1997, 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 curriculars” with certain clients, she decided to be much more careful after Gabrielle was born on March 11, 2001. 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" or their name suddenly came up in the lottery. 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 care 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 2003, 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, as well as a much needed ace up her sleeve: Gabrielle's father was a vampire. The minute she called him and told him what had had happened, all hell broke loose. He discovered where his daughter, and Pixie's son was located, Phoenix, AZ, and in the quiet of night, went through the safe house and silently killed the human kidnappers. Pixie was let into the house and held her children to her, so grateful to have them back. After that, Gabrielle's father insisted on being a part of her life, and as Pixie settled into Jannati City, on Hiddekel Island, the two came up with an arrangement for Gabby. Pixie began looking into selling fetish toys and games, and started by selling them out of her own home, but her business began blooming into Master teaching equipment, BDSM items, outfits, even movies. She was able to buy a shop space, and called it Leather and Lace. Combine her business degree with her love for all things related to sex, and this shop became her dream occupation. Well, that was until she paid a visit to Oberyn's Viper Nest. She missed dancing, and now that her kids were older, she could go back to it once in a while. Currently, her son is attending college on the mainland, where she constantly worries that his name will be picked in the lottery since she doesn't have the money to keep him out of it, and her daughter is spending to the end of the month with her father. She rotates days and nights between her shop and the Viper's Nest, getting one or two days off depending on the week. Facts: For the longest time, when her daughter was younger, Pixie allowed her to feed off of her so she could have human blood and learn how to control it. For a while after she moved to island, until her son was 16, a friend of Pixie's lived with them, serving as a second parental figure in the house, and help with the beginnings of Pixie's business. Pixie has been going by Pixie for so long, it's strange to hear someone call her by her first name. Jordan's father still doesn't know he exists. Pixie never had a chance to tell him before she was shipped off, and then it just became too much for her to try and explain to him as time moved on. Gabby's father has always known but didn't want anything to do with her until she was kidnapped and he realized she was important to him. Now he's a good father. out of character. OOC: Name: Debs Aim/E-mail/Best method of contact: This profile has an OOC Time Zone: CST How did you hear about us?: You made me an addict!!! Profile coding: ![]() |