OOC CAVIAT: The right to Fade to Black is always respected. And if things get too weird, rough IC and you aren't down. Always speak up in OOC chat. RL always comes first! Now then!
You know that feeling of dread when you don't know why you've just been summoned to human resources. This is why.
Detroit girl, grew up right in one of the poorer areas. Which happened to be right atop a give of Black Spiral Dancers. Being big and a pretty girl. Fighting happened a lot. Bitches just be jelly you know. But they all spread their legs after. When the First Change came and she finished bathing in the blood. She just got meaner but got better at hitting and hurting things. Even using the skills she learned to send others down the Labyrinth. When her turn occurred, the first sound she made after coming out in a big wide eyed haze and her ass swaying in a music-less dance was "Hoalshisnax" her Rite name as an Ahroun of the Black Spiral Dancers.
Michigan State University was fun. Partying, drugs, more dancing. She got pretty capable of that with the compulsion driving her to dance constantly. Probably not one of the worst degenerations to have. At least not from a spectator standpoint. Paying for tuition? Fightclubs loved betting against the tall ripped white girl getting in the ring with some 'roided out banger. They didn't like finding out the bet was wrong however. Not a problem, Sheridan was hungry. Graduating with a dual degree in fitness training and in human resources management. The young adult needed a job, still not stripping.
Enter Magadon Pharmaceuticals. Starting as an assistant in the human resources at the Detroit offices. Her knack for interviewing, more accurately torture, interrogation and getting what the company needed out of employees, applicants, and supplicants earned her some popularity and praise. Plus blowing off steam after hours was always a blast when you never know what sort of Formori is in the elevator with you. Just be nice of the Vorusian Banes stopped stealing her lunch. She was looking forward to that long pork and gravy sandwich.
After an amusing incident involving a frenzied sparring mishap destroying her ovaries, a day spa treatment run by some lovely Zantosa girls, some Magadon products that were being shilled. Sheridan was soon transferred to Prospect California. Tucking things back, packing her bags. Sheridan's set for sun sand, and surf. Maybe not the sand though. It's coarse, it's rough and it gets everywhere.