Rebecca Paget

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Damaged Goods
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Full Name: Rebecca Paget
Birthdate: October 15th, 1993
Apparent Age: Early Twenties
Hometown: Montreal
Occupation: Unemployed Stripper
Demeanor: Survivor

Tradition: Hollow Ones
Faction: Traditions
Clique: Concilor
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A Hard-Won Life
  • Quebec. She's French-Canadian. She was born in Montreal, and directly into a ghoul family belonging to a Sabbat pack. Montreal is the religious capital of the Sabbat, you see. Her upbringing was about as terrible as it could get.


  • Vampires. The Sabbat used and abused her, and she only survived because the pack brute didn't grow bored of her like the others did. It was an absolute nightmare.


  • Awakening. Her eventual breakdown at fourteen led to her Awakening. She used her small power to escape the Sabbat, and she fled down to America.


  • New Orleans. The broken girl ended up in New Orleans, where she ended up with a very Voodoo-centric clique of Hollow Ones. They pretty much raised her, and are the main reason she ended up joining the Tradition.


  • Dancing. Eventually she came of age, and she ended up dancing and selling herself to make ends meet. She was already damaged goods, so it didn't shame her much. However, her clique eventually fell apart, and the fallout made her lose her job.


  • Escape. In an attempt to escape an ex-boyfriend stalker member of her former clique, the girl has fled to the coast.




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Songs

Oingo Boingo - Dead Man's Party

I got my best suit and my tie
Shiny silver dollar on either eye
I hear the chauffeur comin' to my door
Says there's room for maybe just one more


Bauhaus - Bela Lugosi's Dead

The virginal brides file past his tomb
Strewn with time's dead flowers
Bereft in deathly bloom
Alone in a darkened room
The count


Blutengel - Cry Little Sister

A last fire will rise behind those eyes
Black house will rock, blind boys don't lie
Immortal fear, that voice so clear
Through broken walls, that scream I hear
Contacts

The Cool Kids
None - None.



The Boring Kids
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The Other Freaks
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In The Shadows

xxxxxTo Come.

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