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PLAYER
» Journal: thebrokenprince
» Birthdate/Age: 5/10/89
» Characters Played: Topher Brink of Dollhouse
CHARACTER
» Name: Loretta West
» Fandom: Outrageous Fortune
» Reference: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Outrageous_Fortune_(TV_series)
http://www.outrageousfortune.co.nz/
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0461097/
» Canon Point: after season four
» Gender: female
» Age: 19
» Orientation: Heterosexual. She has a few sexual partners over the course of the series, all male, and despite one character's continued insistence and belief that Loretta is a lesbian, she has an unplanned pregnancy at 17, and is shown multiple times engaging in sex acts with men, quite vigorously and enthusiastically, with no indication she'd be into it with a girl.
» Personality: Loretta is evil. Or at least, this is what her family believes. In truth, she's just the smartest one in her family, and sees the world a different way, and if that way is a little dark and twisted, well, she's spent her entire life desperately seeking the approval of a man who's always thought she's weird, and now finds her defiant, stupid, and mean. Loretta's relationship with her father and her memories of her grandmother have been the two most formative forces of her life.
Loretta's got some serious daddy issues. She pursues much older men -- the youngest man she's seen with in canon is at least 25, possibly over 30, the father of her daughter is pushing 40, and she once has a flirtation with a man well into his 50s or 60s, easily old enough to be her grandfather (which, given his affair with her grandmother around the time her father was born, he very well may be). She never shows interest in anyone her own age, male or female, unless they have something to offer her -- when Loretta is sent to a private Catholic girls' school, she pays a homeless girl who matches her description to attend school for her. If Loretta is anything, it's bold, and using this along with her intelligence and her looks, once she sets her sights on a man, she gets him. She tends to seek a father figure in the men she dates, not openly, but she rebels as much as she can much as she does against her father, and given her tendency to go after his associates (of the four men she pursues, one is her father's prison guard, one runs businesses on which her father keeps books, and one is the younger brother of the woman her father is dating -- the last is the man her grandmother had an affair with, and while he could be her father's real father, no one's aware of this until she's already pursuing him so it doesn't really count for these purposes), as well as her father's treatment of his other daughter (affectionate to the point of creepy and past it), it's tough to believe that she's not seeing Wolf at least a little in every man she sees.
Loretta very much channels her grandmother, Rita. Rita West was, in Loretta's words, "the best liar any of us will ever meet." She was married to Ted, a skilled safecracker but mostly small-time criminal, a man who, like his son and potentially his grandsons, spent his life in and out of prison. Rita carried on an affair with the neighbor boy, who was 14 when it began, for years without Ted even suspecting, and would have managed to take the secret of who to her grave if not for Loretta's digging. Loretta looks startlingly like her grandmother (in the television show her grandmother, when seen, is played by the same actress as Loretta), who was always much more high-class and refined than anyone suspected. The man she had her affair with reveals that she had haunts all around the city that Ted and his friends knew nothing of, and that her friends turned out to be judges, not criminals. Loretta takes a lot of inspiration from this class-among-filth attitude, using her ambition and intelligence to follow her grandmother's example, always climbing the ladder every chance she gets, despite having twin brothers (one a stupid stoner, one a lawyer), a stupid but pretty sister, a pregnant mother, a meddling and stubborn father, an ex-cop stepfather, and a baby daughter at her heels.
Loretta's greatest fear is loss of control. When she got pregnant at 17, her heart had just been broken by the father, and she was determined to have an abortion or give the child up for adoption, revealing later that she was furiously angry and desperately afraid of "this thing [he left] growing inside me that I didn't want." Her response to stress is to fix whatever's bothering her, even if this involves a very rash decision. At one point in canon, when she walks in on her ex's girlfriend, who is supposed to be looking after the baby, high, drunk, listening to music and ignoring the baby's cries, she throws the girlfriend out of the house, now left alone with a baby girl she knows nothing about caring for (Loretta allows her mother to adopt the baby on the condition that Loretta not be required to have any involvement). If she can't fix the situation, she gets angry, making clear to everyone that she is in charge, she knows best, and it's going to be done her way. Loretta is surely convinced that she always knows best, but only because she's intelligent and knows it, and is used to being surrounded by idiots -- most of her time is spent around Pascalle and Van, the stupid siblings, and her mother, who isn't dumb, but certainly isn't as intelligent as Loretta.
Loretta doesn't apparently keep to any morality. There are hints that she feels remorse, but in general she does want she wants and listens to no one telling her not to, including her own father whose approval she desperately seeks, although she's been seeking and not finding for so long that she goes about it in twisted ways and probably doesn't even know what she's looking for anymore. One of Loretta's biggest problems is lack of respect for others. Some of it is probably merited, but she has a lot to learn. This combined with her need to have control can make her unbearable to work with, but if someone can outsmart her and get her respect, she's the best person possible to have on your side, and if you play your cards right, she will be anyway. If nothing else, you certainly don't want her against you.
» Appearance: Loretta is kindof a sex kitten. Actually, make that very much a sex kitten. Like a lot. She isn't tall, but she wears heels to manage some more height. She has pale skin, black hair, and green eyes, with a wide, impish face. Her older sister is a model, so it's not tough to see where she comes by a well-proportioned body despite hating exercise, or where she got her skill with makeup and clothing from. Granted, she spent the first 17 or so years of her life determinedly wearing jeans and boys' t-shirts and keeping her wavy hair in a messy ponytail, but apparently she learned a lot by osmosis, because while she still tends towards dark colors and conservative fashions -- she'll favor a black suit with a hint of collarbone over a red top with a dropped neckline any day -- she can look hot hot hot pretty much anytime she feels like. Her biggest physical flaw is on her stomach -- she had a child at 17, and while they're not red anymore, she has obvious stretch marks along her stomach. She has marks on her breasts, too, but they're much less obvious.
http://www.outrageousfortune.co.nz/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/loretta4202.jpg
SAMPLES
» "amatomnes" Entry: [A young woman's voice comes over the feed, with a thick New Zealand accent (if that place even exists in your universe) though she somehow makes the twangy tone sound pleasant, professional and refined.]
Well, the cleaning business is going well. No native contracts yet, but that's only a matter of time. Still living in my office but I imagine we'll do well enough to afford an apartment soon. I am pleased to say I'm now in a position to assist anyone whose businesses are in trouble. I can be contacted through the network, or in person at my office. Do let me know. We wouldn't want anyone getting into trouble, now would we? [A smile is heard in her voice and there's a pleased little chuckle.] In others news, I'd like to get the collar out of the way a few days earlier this week. Any takers?
[A smirk is heard in her voice again, and the transmission ends.]
» "amatomneslogs" Entry: The first thing Loretta noticed upon waking up was that she seemed to have forgotten to remove her necklace, and it had gotten tangled again. She groaned and reached up, feeling around for the clasp. She couldn't find it for a moment and frowned, sitting up, dark brown waves falling against her face. She felt a rush of air against her torso and finally opened her eyes, looking down. She stared a moment, because she was apparently naked, which didn't make sense, because excluding odd circumstances, she did not sleep naked. She was living out of her office, which anyone could come into at any time, sleeping naked was a pretty stupid deal. But then, she was also definitely not in her office, which became apparent as she looked around. Her eyes widened and she quickly gathered the sheet to her chest, getting to her feet quickly. She noticed the pajamas she'd worn to bed folded nearby, but didn't make a move.
It didn't make sense. Where was she? She didn't know of anywhere like this in West Auckland. Was she even in New Zealand anymore? She moved to the window, peering out, squinting in the sun. Well that wasn't right, it was May, it should be dark and gloomy and cold. So unless she'd been in a coma or something, she was probably not even in the southern hemisphere. How was this possible? And why the hell was her necklace still tangled? She made a frustrated noise and moved over to a mirror, sheet still gathered around herself. She tugged at the necklace, getting the clasp around to the front. She started trying to work the toggle clasp open, but somehow the necklace was smaller, and there just wasn't enough slack. It was getting pulled against her throat the more she tried so she gave up, looking around again.
She moved over to the bench, quickly pulling on her pajamas to go looking around, having expected some explanation by now. She was calm and collected despite the situation, and only just noticing the golden, glowy feeling she got after a particularly good lay. She'd been so distracted it had gone entirely unnoticed. That was clearly not possibly, so she wrote it off as a side effect of whatever drugs she'd been given and tugged her shirt down to cover her abdomen, pale and marred with jagged pink scars, showing where her skin had stretched to accommodate a child, once upon a time. Jane crossed her mind briefly, but she shook her head a little. Hayden and Cheryl could handle Jane on their own, the baby didn't need her.
» Journal: thebrokenprince
» Birthdate/Age: 5/10/89
» Characters Played: Topher Brink of Dollhouse
CHARACTER
» Name: Loretta West
» Fandom: Outrageous Fortune
» Reference: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Outrageous_Fortune_(TV_series)
http://www.outrageousfortune.co.nz/
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0461097/
» Canon Point: after season four
» Gender: female
» Age: 19
» Orientation: Heterosexual. She has a few sexual partners over the course of the series, all male, and despite one character's continued insistence and belief that Loretta is a lesbian, she has an unplanned pregnancy at 17, and is shown multiple times engaging in sex acts with men, quite vigorously and enthusiastically, with no indication she'd be into it with a girl.
» Personality: Loretta is evil. Or at least, this is what her family believes. In truth, she's just the smartest one in her family, and sees the world a different way, and if that way is a little dark and twisted, well, she's spent her entire life desperately seeking the approval of a man who's always thought she's weird, and now finds her defiant, stupid, and mean. Loretta's relationship with her father and her memories of her grandmother have been the two most formative forces of her life.
Loretta's got some serious daddy issues. She pursues much older men -- the youngest man she's seen with in canon is at least 25, possibly over 30, the father of her daughter is pushing 40, and she once has a flirtation with a man well into his 50s or 60s, easily old enough to be her grandfather (which, given his affair with her grandmother around the time her father was born, he very well may be). She never shows interest in anyone her own age, male or female, unless they have something to offer her -- when Loretta is sent to a private Catholic girls' school, she pays a homeless girl who matches her description to attend school for her. If Loretta is anything, it's bold, and using this along with her intelligence and her looks, once she sets her sights on a man, she gets him. She tends to seek a father figure in the men she dates, not openly, but she rebels as much as she can much as she does against her father, and given her tendency to go after his associates (of the four men she pursues, one is her father's prison guard, one runs businesses on which her father keeps books, and one is the younger brother of the woman her father is dating -- the last is the man her grandmother had an affair with, and while he could be her father's real father, no one's aware of this until she's already pursuing him so it doesn't really count for these purposes), as well as her father's treatment of his other daughter (affectionate to the point of creepy and past it), it's tough to believe that she's not seeing Wolf at least a little in every man she sees.
Loretta very much channels her grandmother, Rita. Rita West was, in Loretta's words, "the best liar any of us will ever meet." She was married to Ted, a skilled safecracker but mostly small-time criminal, a man who, like his son and potentially his grandsons, spent his life in and out of prison. Rita carried on an affair with the neighbor boy, who was 14 when it began, for years without Ted even suspecting, and would have managed to take the secret of who to her grave if not for Loretta's digging. Loretta looks startlingly like her grandmother (in the television show her grandmother, when seen, is played by the same actress as Loretta), who was always much more high-class and refined than anyone suspected. The man she had her affair with reveals that she had haunts all around the city that Ted and his friends knew nothing of, and that her friends turned out to be judges, not criminals. Loretta takes a lot of inspiration from this class-among-filth attitude, using her ambition and intelligence to follow her grandmother's example, always climbing the ladder every chance she gets, despite having twin brothers (one a stupid stoner, one a lawyer), a stupid but pretty sister, a pregnant mother, a meddling and stubborn father, an ex-cop stepfather, and a baby daughter at her heels.
Loretta's greatest fear is loss of control. When she got pregnant at 17, her heart had just been broken by the father, and she was determined to have an abortion or give the child up for adoption, revealing later that she was furiously angry and desperately afraid of "this thing [he left] growing inside me that I didn't want." Her response to stress is to fix whatever's bothering her, even if this involves a very rash decision. At one point in canon, when she walks in on her ex's girlfriend, who is supposed to be looking after the baby, high, drunk, listening to music and ignoring the baby's cries, she throws the girlfriend out of the house, now left alone with a baby girl she knows nothing about caring for (Loretta allows her mother to adopt the baby on the condition that Loretta not be required to have any involvement). If she can't fix the situation, she gets angry, making clear to everyone that she is in charge, she knows best, and it's going to be done her way. Loretta is surely convinced that she always knows best, but only because she's intelligent and knows it, and is used to being surrounded by idiots -- most of her time is spent around Pascalle and Van, the stupid siblings, and her mother, who isn't dumb, but certainly isn't as intelligent as Loretta.
Loretta doesn't apparently keep to any morality. There are hints that she feels remorse, but in general she does want she wants and listens to no one telling her not to, including her own father whose approval she desperately seeks, although she's been seeking and not finding for so long that she goes about it in twisted ways and probably doesn't even know what she's looking for anymore. One of Loretta's biggest problems is lack of respect for others. Some of it is probably merited, but she has a lot to learn. This combined with her need to have control can make her unbearable to work with, but if someone can outsmart her and get her respect, she's the best person possible to have on your side, and if you play your cards right, she will be anyway. If nothing else, you certainly don't want her against you.
» Appearance: Loretta is kindof a sex kitten. Actually, make that very much a sex kitten. Like a lot. She isn't tall, but she wears heels to manage some more height. She has pale skin, black hair, and green eyes, with a wide, impish face. Her older sister is a model, so it's not tough to see where she comes by a well-proportioned body despite hating exercise, or where she got her skill with makeup and clothing from. Granted, she spent the first 17 or so years of her life determinedly wearing jeans and boys' t-shirts and keeping her wavy hair in a messy ponytail, but apparently she learned a lot by osmosis, because while she still tends towards dark colors and conservative fashions -- she'll favor a black suit with a hint of collarbone over a red top with a dropped neckline any day -- she can look hot hot hot pretty much anytime she feels like. Her biggest physical flaw is on her stomach -- she had a child at 17, and while they're not red anymore, she has obvious stretch marks along her stomach. She has marks on her breasts, too, but they're much less obvious.
http://www.outrageousfortune.co.nz/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/loretta4202.jpg
SAMPLES
» "amatomnes" Entry: [A young woman's voice comes over the feed, with a thick New Zealand accent (if that place even exists in your universe) though she somehow makes the twangy tone sound pleasant, professional and refined.]
Well, the cleaning business is going well. No native contracts yet, but that's only a matter of time. Still living in my office but I imagine we'll do well enough to afford an apartment soon. I am pleased to say I'm now in a position to assist anyone whose businesses are in trouble. I can be contacted through the network, or in person at my office. Do let me know. We wouldn't want anyone getting into trouble, now would we? [A smile is heard in her voice and there's a pleased little chuckle.] In others news, I'd like to get the collar out of the way a few days earlier this week. Any takers?
[A smirk is heard in her voice again, and the transmission ends.]
» "amatomneslogs" Entry: The first thing Loretta noticed upon waking up was that she seemed to have forgotten to remove her necklace, and it had gotten tangled again. She groaned and reached up, feeling around for the clasp. She couldn't find it for a moment and frowned, sitting up, dark brown waves falling against her face. She felt a rush of air against her torso and finally opened her eyes, looking down. She stared a moment, because she was apparently naked, which didn't make sense, because excluding odd circumstances, she did not sleep naked. She was living out of her office, which anyone could come into at any time, sleeping naked was a pretty stupid deal. But then, she was also definitely not in her office, which became apparent as she looked around. Her eyes widened and she quickly gathered the sheet to her chest, getting to her feet quickly. She noticed the pajamas she'd worn to bed folded nearby, but didn't make a move.
It didn't make sense. Where was she? She didn't know of anywhere like this in West Auckland. Was she even in New Zealand anymore? She moved to the window, peering out, squinting in the sun. Well that wasn't right, it was May, it should be dark and gloomy and cold. So unless she'd been in a coma or something, she was probably not even in the southern hemisphere. How was this possible? And why the hell was her necklace still tangled? She made a frustrated noise and moved over to a mirror, sheet still gathered around herself. She tugged at the necklace, getting the clasp around to the front. She started trying to work the toggle clasp open, but somehow the necklace was smaller, and there just wasn't enough slack. It was getting pulled against her throat the more she tried so she gave up, looking around again.
She moved over to the bench, quickly pulling on her pajamas to go looking around, having expected some explanation by now. She was calm and collected despite the situation, and only just noticing the golden, glowy feeling she got after a particularly good lay. She'd been so distracted it had gone entirely unnoticed. That was clearly not possibly, so she wrote it off as a side effect of whatever drugs she'd been given and tugged her shirt down to cover her abdomen, pale and marred with jagged pink scars, showing where her skin had stretched to accommodate a child, once upon a time. Jane crossed her mind briefly, but she shook her head a little. Hayden and Cheryl could handle Jane on their own, the baby didn't need her.