Wren Saunders ~ Human

Basic Information

Birth Name: Wren Olivia Saunders
Aliases: none
Place of Birth: Crystal Falls, Michigan
Age: (real and apparent) 22, July 5th, 1983
Male/Female: Female
Current Occupation: Club Dancer
Past Occupation: (If different from above) dancer, student

Appearance

Hair Color: Raven Black with blue highlights
Length and Style: Natural, undyed, straight shoulder length
Eye Color: Ice blue
Skin Color: pale
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 125
Nationality: American
Race: (I.E. Vampire, human etc.) Human
Body Type: Thin, toned, but not overly defined, a dancer's body, with augmented breasts.



Personal Questions

1. Describe your character's personality:
Wren is a typical girl of the strip club set. She has a hard personality that comes from taking crap from drunks every night of her life for the past four years. She likes her job in that the money is great and the hours work for her. She's got a bit of a chip on her shoulder from the life she's led, and is rather anti-social, except with the girls from the club.
2. Describe how your character would appear to a stranger (I.E. typical dress, way they carry themselves etc.) She walks with her head up and shoulders back, full of confidence in herself. Outside the club she wears whatever's in style. Usually some little skirt and top or funky jeans and t-shirt
3.What does your character like? Bubble baths, a good pizza, music that isn't the thump thump crap of the club, and reading magazines
4. Dislike? Drunk men, bad pizza, cigarette smoke, and oddly enough thong panties
5. (For humans) Describe what abilities you see your character having if they were turned. Bonding and Empathy
6. What are your fears? Small dark spaces, her brothers
7. What is your character's strengths and weaknesses? She has that chip on her shoulder so it's hard for anyone to get close, she's a bit of a bitch some times as well. She self-confident and has a weak spot for people in need.

Hobbies & Skills
She doesn't have any real hobbies, unless shopping and reading tabloids are hobbies. She's a gifted dancer and spent most of her life being classically trained



Quirks and Habits worthy of mention
She bites on her lower lip when emotional in anyway (scared, nervous, horny, etc)

Personal History (Please be detailed, this creates your basis for your character)



Wren was born as a bit of a surprise to her blue collar parents. Her father, Robert, a machinist at the refinery, and her mother, Janine, a member of the typing pool at the refinery, were perfectly content with the early in marriage births of their sons already seven and eight and in school, and sports. Rambunctious, self-sufficient, boys that gave them no trouble at home, but gave their teachers and class mates hell during the day. Janine Saunders wrote it off as boys being boys, and Robert saw it as a source of pride that his boys could win any fight they were in. Wren's mother was excited to have a little girl to dress and shop with. When Wren was three she took the girl thing to the highest levels possible, and enrolled Wren in ballet and tap lessons. Wren had a natural talent and came to look forward to her lessons every week

At home, Wren's brothers thought she was their own personal plaything and would play just as rough with her as they did their action figures and footballs. By the time she was three she was convinced they enjoyed hurting her, since they laughed every time she cried. She had learned to hide and play quietly in her closet or under her bed until they got tired of looking for her, and would go off to play with their own toys or find a neighborhood kid to take their aggression out on. Since Wren's mom didn't believe girls should play football or other rough games, she saw Wren bruises as her own fault, and not the product of her brothers' mishandling of her little girl.

Wren hated summers as she seemed to be the only thing her brothers had to play with during those three long months every year. As she grew, their play became more and more rough and she would cringe every time she heard her name called, in their high singy-songy voices that they thought would convince her they didn't want to hurt her, just play. The year she started school, was one she loved and hated all at the same time. She loved school as it gave her an opportunity to learn, and she excelled in everything they gave her. By the end of Kindergarten she could read like a second grader, could do simple math and knew all about the planets. She had liked learning about the planets, they were great fuel for her imaginations. She would imagine living on the moon far far away from Danny and Jerry. Or she would send them on a rocket to mars with only a back pack full of supplies.

It was also the beginning of a different sort of play with her brothers. Danny was a teenager now and had discovered girls, Jerry being his twin in everything but age followed along and thought girls were awesome. They decided that since they had a girl right in their own house, even if she was a mini one, they could learn all they needed to with her. The first time, they chased her down and dragged her up into their tree house. They told her to take off all her clothes. She stood there shaking, not understanding. They would probably take her clothes, and light them on fire, then push her out of the tree house door, they had done it before. She hoped they didn't burn her pretty tights, they were her favorite.

They didn't hurt her, but she knew it was wrong for them to touch her there. Teacher had said that they were her privates and no one should touch them, and if anybody did she should tell. Who could she tell? Mommy wouldn't pay attention, Daddy wouldn't care, and Teacher would probably call her liar. Since Wren told lots of stories anyway.


When it was all over, Danny helped her sit up, with a big smile on his face. She didn't know why he was smiling at her, she didn't like it though, cause when he smiled bad things happened, and what badder thing could happen today? He gave her a little kiss on her cheek that made her jerk, and helped her dress. Then he pulled her into his lap and hugged her tight enough to hurt and whispered words in her ear with a mean voice, about how she couldn't tell cause then everybody would call her bad names and Mommy would send her to the bad girl farm. She didn't want to go to the bad girl farm so she nodded to Danny and he kissed her on the cheek again and told her to go away, before he pushed her out of the tree house again.

They didn't take her to the tree house everyday, but she came to hate the tree house even more, and would lay in her bed at night and cry into her Strawberry Shortcake Pillow, cause they wouldn't stop hurting her privates, and she couldn't tell Mommy cause then she'd have to go to the bad girl farm. Their abuse of her remained one of exploration and masturbation until she was about eight. By then they had turned sixteen and fifteen and needed more than their own hands to help them. So they started to visit her at night. She had discovered that dancing was her only escape and she asked Mommy to put her in classes almost every day of the week. She had decided that she would become a Prima Ballerina and the world of dance would take her far far away from the night time visits of Danny and Jerry.

Danny and Jerry stayed at their house after graduation to make it cheaper to attend the local branch of the state college, Danny for a business degree and Jerry for a government sciences degree. When Wren was thirteen, she got up the nerve to tell Danny no when he visited her. He was so much bigger and his penis hurt her and she was tired of being hurt by him. Besides she had a boyfriend now and couldn't be doing that kind of stuff with anybody else. Danny was angry when she said no and started to hit her. He broke her cheek bone and two ribs and Wren had to be taken to the hospital. While she waited in the ER room with her mom and the police talked to Danny, Wren told her mom about what her brothers had been doing to her for the last nine years. She could tell her mom was angry, and thought it was true that she's have to be sent away now. When she asked her mom with tears running down her face, not to send her to the bad girl farm, Janine hugged her tightly and told her it wouldn't be her that went away.

Wren didn't press charges against her brother because her daddy said not to, but that Danny was sorry and wouldn't do it again. Wren knew that was a lie and he would do it again, especially if she told him no again.

That evening Janine told Robert. Robert tore through the house to his sons' room and grabbed them both by the fronts of their shirts, yelling at the top of his lungs about sick degenerate boys that could do such a thing. He took the boys out in the back yard and took our his anger on their flesh. They didn't try to defend themselves or each other. Instead they let him nearly skin them alive, and skulked back into the house to back the bag he had ordered them to and get the hell out of his house.

For a long time Wren was scared that they would still come in the night and sneak through her window, but they never did. When she saw them on family holidays she would stay across the room from them and wince every time they looked her way. At twenty-two nearly tens years of counseling later, she was still scared of her brothers. She would still wake up in a cold sweat afraid they would come to her in the night.

During the those same nine years she excelled in her studies, taking well to science and language arts earning a Principle's Pride award every year for being on the A Honor Roll and having Perfect Attendance as she was never sick. She was in the science fair and placed every year and went to the annual district wide spelling bee to represent her school. She loved school, doing her homework and taking the time to do all the extra credit work and sometimes asking her teachers for it. She always had a part in the school plays, and sang in the choir.

When she started Middle School she joined the dance squad and spent hours at school for choir rehearsal and dance practice as well as continuing her classic training at the dance studio. When she graduated high school she took a spot in the dance school, determined to take a spot at Juilliard when she could afford the tuition and room and board. She took a job down at the Gentleman's Club a block from her dorm. Since she was on financial aid, she saved everything she earned in several high yield interest accounts, and a jar on top of her fridge.

Three months ago she started getting hang up calls, followed by mysterious letters under her door, then pictures of herself in very private places, like the bathroom, to phone calls with breathing, then finally a voice. The police had so far been unable to track the caller as he hung up before their trace could finish or called from pay phones. So one not so extraordinary day she packed everything that would fit in two large suitcases and took the cheapest plane out of town. That plane dumped her in Nachton. For now she'd bide her time, maybe one day she could go home.


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