Name: Madison Ranger
Age: 19/soon to turn 20
Appearance:
Nickname: Icy – given to her by clients due to her white blonde hair and her rougher techniques, and it just kind of stuck as she actually liked it.
Scars: She sports a few scars on her legs and hips, relative minor ones but they come from her hooker days, when some clients were too rough with her, though she is proud to say “you should see their scars!” when people notice her own.
Tattoos: She has two tattoos, one on her wrist, which is a hanging anatomically correct heart, to which she says is her way of saying “wear your heart on your sleeve”. She also has a foot tattoo which is simply of scripture saying “with every step you take”. This being a meaning of with every step you take you can move forward and defeat your challenges.
Outfit: Her usual outfit consists of an oversized mens plaid shirt, which sits like a dress on her, to which she never does all the way up. She may be reformed hooker, but she still shows off her essets and legs. It’s out of habit. She can be seen in a biker jacket sometimes, when days are colder. She tends to wear hot pants and lace tights/stockings and clumpy combat boots, which she traded for her old hooker outfit and shoes.
Problem/Addiction: closed hearted, bit of a bitch. Inside she’s lost and lonely and tends to lash out at the wrong people because of her past job.
Background Type: Reformed Hooker
Biography: “Icy” was a problem child as a kid, she was brought up seeing her father be a drug addict and her mother had died when she was a just only two years old. She saw what drugs was doing to her dad and hated it as he was slacking in bringing in money to keep them alive, so she took matters into her own hands. Sneaking out of her room at night, she began the life of being a hooker on the streets, learning as she went each night, she managed to bring home enough money to put food on the table and just about pay the rent. She tried to keep up with schooling, but word soon got round that she was charging for sex at night and she was forced to leave. Especially when some of her clients were indeed student’s fathers from the school!
When she turned 19, she pulled herself out of the job, feeling like she can’t continue and needing out. She traded her tight hooker outfits and shoes for hot pants, combat boots that are too big and an oversized plaid shirt. That’s when she found the “outcasts” group. She was not ashamed of being a hooker, but now in her mid twenties, she needed to try a new life. She’s just very recluse and does tend to lash out angrily if people touch her when she doesn’t want to be touched… which is almost all the time. She needs someone to break her hard exterior, but she doesn’t hold much hope for anyone managing it.