GENERAL INFO
Name Roxanne Fox - Fox being a stage name she adopted once she left home.
Nicknames: Rox, Roxy
Gender: Female
Race/Ethnicity: French / Irish / Italian
Birth Date: February 13th
Age: 23
Sexuality: Heterosexual - but money can change that.
APPEARANCE
Height: 5'7"
Scars/Tatoos/Piercings: She has a bellybutton piercing, and a few random scars. She has a very small one on her lip that she has to bite on her lip for it to be seen, that she got from falling when she was a child and biting through it. Another is on her hip, from getting too close to a fight with someone who had a knife. And last she had on across her left palm, which was part of an initiation into a group she used to be a part of.
She claims to never weigh herself, and generally avoids mirrors other than the morning and makeup fixes. When she was younger she's one of those girls who would always wonder if she looked alright, and after realizing her problem of constantly looking at reflections of herself was a bit obsessive, she limited herself to only a couple times a day. She's actually become prettier actually, now that she's worrying less.
She has naturally blonde hair, and grey-blue eyes. Well, either or. Sometimes she finds them a deep blue, dark like the ocean. But other times they are a silvery cool grey. They're the kind of pretty eyes that don't make a big deal of themselves. Usually wears a dark, almost natural looking shadow-brown for around her eyes, giving them more depth, and some sort of mascara. Mostly your eyes are drawn to her lips. They're painted a dark pinky-red, highlighting the perfection of their shape. She knows this, and uses the dark color to show it. She tries to be as seductive as she can.
She has a lovely figure, sexy curves that men drool over, and women would die for. Her shoulders are small framed, and she has an hourglass figure that works in her favour. If only looks could kill. She stands at about 5'7", with long legs and a nice posture. Shoulders back, chest slighty out, lower back arched.
As for clothing, she doesn't wear much. Anything showy, racy, or along those lines. She loves corsets and how they show her curves, or just tight clothing at that. She likes to wear more formal clothes, only because she likes the idea of sexy elegance. Generally she's found with a fruity alcoholic drink in her hand, which serves more of an accessory purpose than anything. She's usually with a new man.
She's calm, very composed. She's not very dramatic at all, one of those types who are less emotional. As an adult, shy is not a word you'd use to describe her. Her confidence is overflowing, with the mindset that if you believe you're the best, you'll feel like the best, and that's all that matters. Just by her posture in a room she feels sexy and unstoppable. The thing about Roxanne is that she's very focused on what's going on inside her head, not what's happening everywhere else. Her first instincts are to meet her own needs, helping herself out of bad situations.
She's interesting to talk to, somewhat sarcastic and cynical about life in general, but easy enough to relate to. Everyone in the world wants a little attention, and instead of Roxy begging for attention from those she's familiar with, she receives a good amount from her line of work. She's tired of feeling neglected, and when she gets lonely a warm body can hold her over for awhile.
Roxanne is flirtatious, in a dreamy sort of matter. She's the type of girl guys would imagine having in another life. The girl they'd take around the world and feel like a king beside. She's the girl many secretly admire, although her whore-tendencies as a job is a bit of a turn off. Other than that, Roxanne is someone to have a good time with. Talking to her is odd, she likes to keep everyone hanging on her words, holding them captivated under some sort of spell she doesn't know she has.
She's comfortable in any situation, and is able to adjust to the moods of those around her. She's somewhat flimsy in the category of personality, mostly because it changes depending on who she's with. That's maybe the best thing about her, she's whatever you need her to be whenever you need her. She's flexible, and usually aiming to please. Don't confuse this with weakness. Roxanne is bold, strong in the few opinions she has. She's not a pushover, the things she does are usually a benefit to her in her own mind. She's no damsel in distress, (although being saved by a prince wouldn't cause complaint..) in fact she's her own hero. She sets small time goals, such as leaving her family, and completes them. She finds herself in and out of dangerous places, all thanks to herself.
This may be the reason she's so independent and slightly in denial. She likes to believe that it's a lonely world, one that you should go alone. Anyone else will hurt you and let you down. She's not very cliche about it, just seeing that people use each other to complete a full picture. Her parents didn't have her so they could have a child, they had just gone along with the idea of a family. She realized this as she grew up, or came to her own conclusion of it.
Roxy always has been analytical about most things in her life, finding herself countless hours to think about everything. She's a very deep thinker, finding meaning in small things in her life.
Working where she does has never bothered her, she's never really had a real relationship or been in love for that matter. When she was younger, she didn't care enough about anything but herself to even bother with the feelings of other people. As she grew up, she found sexuality the weakness in most humans. She used this to her advantage. Getting here was easy for her, she knew her talents and made her own tricks. Her voice was soft velvet and words cleverly chosen. Her skills got her jobs, and as she continued she developed her own sense of reality.
When you have crushes, or you love someone, it's probably better to keep your distance, in her opinion. At least, for her situation. She knows being wrapped up where she is is complicated enough. She hates the idea of being disappointed and expecting much more than what she'd ever get from this so called love. For now, money is the only way she's going to get where she needs to go. She doesn't trust anyone for help in that.
Hobbies: Going to bars not on business, relaxing with a drink, dreaming about travelling but not actually doing it, cooking, occasionally singing.
Career: Works for the Santoro family. Call girl, whore, hooker, prostitute, night walker, escort, whatever you need for the night. At a price.
Relationship Status: Single and a bit lonely.
Family: No family.
Known Languages: English, a little French, a little Italian
She was a child of two parents. No, her daddy didn't get drunk and abuse her, or her mother for that matter, and no neither of them were very mean to their children. They just lacked care. They lacked compassion. They were two people just trying to get by, do what they thought they had to and nothing more. They both worked, they both were present at home. They didn't give much affection, and always seemed to be bored with themselves, their lives, and their kids.
Their mother was a beauty queen at 18, she was gorgeous. Her mother, (Roxy's grandmother) had entered her in pageants since she was 4. The little girl had grown up fine, but didn't have much of a social life. She was popular, and everyone seemed to envy her beauty, but she was untouchable. No one could really get close to her because she was reserved and closed off.
Her father was an average kid. I guess the reason he never spent time with his own kids was because his parents never spent time with him. The moment he was 18 he moved out. He didn't want them, they focused on their dreams, never his. And because of that, he never could spend too much time on others, so set on figuring out what to do next, he never strayed far from the home though.
When he left, he stopped in a convenient store. That's when he met her mother. I don't know if you'd call it love at first sight, but they got to talking. She said she didn't want to be in the town anymore, but she had nowhere to go. He told her he had nowhere to go, but he was leaving. Somehow it lead to him inviting her to join, and eventually they were married.
They had two daughters, who they neglected as much as their parents had to them. Their mother just wasn't the type to dress them up and put them in contests. But she didn't know how to be affectionate towards them either. So they grew up somewhat alone, but dinner was always on the table.
In high school she blended in mostly, kept to herself. Her family wasn't very rich and she always felt the need to make money. Something in her wanted some sort of attention, and by her senior year she'd gained a reputation, but she didn't care one bit. It seemed no matter what circumstance she liked to be known. Whether it was weird, beautiful, or whore.
She moved inner city right out of high school, never bothering to go to college. She didn't much like learning in the walls of an organized building, preferring real world experiences. She started out as a dancer at a local club. Your average stripper, though she didn't have much of a liking to it. Tips were okay, and she later found she could make money a more interesting way. It was simple at first, but then her name got around. You couldn't just be a hooker without a pimp organizing it. It was dangerous, but she didn't really want to go back to being a dancer.
She somehow found her way tangled into the Santoro family, where she was sent on various tasks. Usually she was just a street walker, but she soon learned the downsides to her lifestyle. Most of her money was taken, and she was caught in a way that she couldn't just leave her job. She needed money to pay her rent, and to eat occasionally. She moved up the ladder, so to speak, with the family, but she wouldn't call them too close. They sent her out on more important calls, such as when clients came to visit she became their escort. She was quite beautiful still, and good at what she did.
Mainly now she works where she is asked, always looking for a little extra money. (WIP - may edit / change this, probably going to pm you about it)
Theme Songs: Trash (Miss America) - Lana Del Rey
Chelsea Hotel No. 2 - Lana Del Rey
Roxanne - The Police
Who Needs Love - Razorlight