Approved! You'll want to talk to Wolfiee as she runs the Brothel in town.(I took the liberty of filling out a character sheet anyway, just in case it made it a little harder to say no ) Btw, I tried to include every previously accepted character into her backstory as I could.
edit: I don't know how I missed the fact that there was already a "working person" character. My bad! Room for one more though?
Cordelia (Delia) Louise Fleetwood.
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Sometimes referred to as “Dee”, but more often she prefers Delia. When working or dealing with strangers, she often uses the Alias "JonBenét Braithwaite". She didn’t even have a name until she was almost seven years old when her schoolteacher bestowed her with one after she remained silent at roll call. Her more oft-used name obviously came a lot later at the recommendation of her madam, Theodora Blackwood (if that’s okay!!!)
⥈ Age: 20, though she’s not exactly “fresh faced” due to the hardships she’s endured and the drugs she’s abused. She appears to be closer to 25.
⥈ Height: 5’1
⥈ Description: A petite young woman with a hard heart and weathered eyes. As far as Delia is concerned, she’s seen the worst there is in people. Little does she know that just outside the outskirts of town lies a threat entirely inhuman.
⥈ Profession: Whore, Floozie, Working Girl, Prostitute, Lady of the Night….ya get the drift.
⥈ Business: Though she has no business of her own, Delia does well enough to earn her residence in the town of Coldwater. She spends most evenings drifting between the cat and the coin in a haze of relief-inducing toxins smuggled from all sources. She’s not ashamed of who she is or what she does for a living. Hell, working at The Chaste Cat is a dream compared to her previous life. Still, she seeks relief in anything that will take away the pain. Rather than having a place of her own, Delia boards in a room reserved at The Gold Coin by the month. Oftentimes she finds herself having to ask the bar’s owner, Angela, to cut her a deal on rent in exchange for cleaning and even occasionally serving drinks. This is due to her penchant for taking her salary up her nose before each month ends. Resourceful to the bitter end, Delia often tries to cover her rent by placing bets between serving customers and even joining in for a game of dominoes now and again when the nights are slow. Sometimes nights were not so lucky, though, as she learned once when she played Andrew Gurley in a round that ultimately lost her all of her liquor money. She eventually recovered the cash by working more nights through the week, which brought trouble in its own right. As her habits may suggest, she is not a fan of law enforcement. She does her best not to make a fuss and just just to steer clear of the Sheriff altogether as getting thrown in jail would mean losing a whole night's wages.
⥈ What brought you to Coldwater?: Delia arrived in Coldwater at the age of eighteen after escaping the hold of a forced labor mill in the neighboring state. She spent day and night processing materials mined from all throughout the West. Mistreatment from her captors led her to a boiling point. She finally retaliated, lashing out at the bastards who imprisoned her and finally escaping, but not without blood on her hands. What no one knows (and to be fair, no one asks) is that she murdered her captors, who happen to be among the owners of many of the most fruitful mines yet discovered in this great county. That was two years ago. Six bodies were buried on that day and law enforcement still hasn’t caught the criminal who slaughtered a handful of the richest people in the nation. If she ever were caught, she’d surely be sentenced to hang.
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⥈ Who came with you?: No one, but she did befriend a stray cat a few weeks after getting into town that she now keeps in her room named Jasper.
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⥈ What's your big secret?: While she guards the knowledge of her crimes close to her heart, there is something that even Delia doesn’t know about herself. You see, the small town of Mississippi that Zebadiah and his squad burned to the ground, making her parents and everyone she’d ever known nothing more than casualties of a brutal war. The only reason that Cordelia and a handful of other children from the town were spared is because they had been hiding under their desks in the schoolhouse that stood between several towns, out of shooting range from the massacre.