Twiggy Tinleaf

[twiggy]

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[DON'T FRET PRECIOUS, I'M HERE]

step away from the window
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twiggy tansim tinleaf

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female : twenty one : stripper : queen bitch of the train tracks

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Character Appearance:

The most striking thing about Twiggy is her canary yellow half cloak with its hot pink trim to match the belted tunic that covers her torso and the tops of her canid thighs. Matching boots add a rather 'magical girl' uniform flair, especially with her completely oversized and garish bow. A fine layer of short fur covers the girl's body in the color of a somewhat odd tan, somehow mellowing the strangeness of her pale pink hair and tail. That's right, a tail. You got a problem with bod modders, bub? Droopy basset hound ears caress her cheeks unless hidden behind her hair, enunciating her slight muzzle full of very very sharp teeth.

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go back to sleep

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Character History/Personality:

Twiggy was once one of the Fat Cats, the kind that took picnics in the Windmill Fields and tours of the Power Plant to show how badass she was. But that was years ago, when she was only a small child, she doesn't remember that life anymore.
When she sprouted fur, her legs mutated, and a tail blossomed from her butt, she ran off and hid among the boxes of the Shanty Town, ripping out throats and stealing their food.
She has a deep seated fear of dogs, despite her half canine appearance, she considers herself more vulpine, and prefers the company of her cats that she's collected over the ten years of life in the boxes.
At age fifteen or so, she moved to the abadoned tracks to find a nest at the very top of the pile where the Grays had the hardest time accessing. It took her another two years of scavenging - eating the peanut butter from the rat traps - before she got a job as a stripper in King Bones' territory. Thus where her eye searing outfit came from.
Twiggy is a 'shoot first ask questions later' type of gal, and does not appreciate others getting in her face. Not the most approachable bod modder, she takes pride in the fact that, despite how she comes within a thong's crotch of fucking her pole, she's still a virgin. Well, as far as humans know, she is. But that's another matter entirely.
Twiggy takes her status as Queen Bitch of the Tracks very seriously, because they're some of the best hunting grounds for Fat Cats or looting Bum Rushes. Even with the various gangs that take residence in the cars in a similar manner of her nest, so long as they don't fuck with her she won't fuck with them.

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COUNT THE BODIES LIKE SHEEP TO THE RHYTHM OF THE WAR DRUMS
pay no mind to the rabble, head down, go to sleep, to the rhythm of the war drum

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