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The year is 2192.

The country is the United States.

The current regime, The Trust, has been in power for over one hundred years.

The Trust takes care of you from cradle to grave--they provide you with housing, education, jobs, vehicles--but, in exchange, they control everything about your life. What color car you will drive. Where you will live. And, most important of all: who you will marry and how many children you will have.

Do you fight them or favor them?

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Phoebe Varela
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AGE JOB HAIR COLOR EYE COLOR
32 No Information black brown

Personality

confident; tough; predatory

Appearance

5’7”, 150 lbs, slim build, dark eyes, walks with confidence and security. Phebs knows who she is, where she comes from and where she’s going.

History

Phoebe was born into a rather tempestuous marriage. Calista and her husband had yet to find good footing, and Pheobe was a product of their rather misguided belief that having children would make their marriage better. It took time for the two of them to settle into a relationship that didn’t involve bickering. Even if it did mean a decline in the level of activity in their marital bed. By the time Nancy and Daisy were born, things had settled into a comfy, cozy, happy home.

Phoebe has always known the truth about her ‘sisters’. Although she was but a child at the time, she happened to overhear her uncle Lou talking to her mother about the situation. She was also quite accomplished at spying, and caught part of the conception of Daisy. Her father and mother didn’t even share a bed, so it wasn’t all that surprising to the child that her sisters weren’t her dads.

Her bracelet got her out of the tension of the household. She took to school like a duck to water, loving being around other girls and learning new things that she could use in the future. School taught her how to be confident in herself and her abilities, although it also served to toughen the girl and make her somewhat predatory in her treatment of the younger girls as the years went on. Nothing was ever a real problem, and Phebs looked after the other Varelas as they entered school.

Once she turned 17, she confronted her mother and uncle with her knowledge, and asked to be allowed into the club. They explained to her that women weren’t ‘in the club’ but that if she needed anything, to simply ask, and what could be done, would be done. At her request, her uncle introduced her to the Warringtons, and from there, into the club. Because she wasn’t drafted yet, she couldn't take on the role of sweetbutt, but she honed her flirting skills with the patched members and learned who to trust.

She graduated at 18, and was rather immediately drafted to Nate Wells. Nate was an asshat of the first order, and Phoebe found herself toughening up even further due to his words and actions. Unable to handle any more of Nate dished out, Phoebe contacted the Butcher and asked for help. She never heard from Nate again, and when the police came to inform her that her husband had been found near the border, she played the part of grieving widow.

For that favor, she became Padraic’s lover. There was a certain cachet about being the lover of the Butcher, but she never flaunted her position. She knew that she couldn’t hold him, and further, she had no wish to. Padraic was a means to an end, and they both knew the relationship was fleeting.

At 20, there was another draft, this time to Simon Pendergast. Simon was sweet, but far less intelligent than his wife. Phebs led him around by his nose. It was a content marriage, but nothing spectacular. She continued her presence around the club, taking lovers when she wanted, and rejecting others.

Her lovers were stalked, examined, tested and eventually allowed to proposition her seemingly of their own free will. The truth was that Phebs was going through men that would give her something she wanted, or got her a further step up the ladder of the sweetbutts. Just because they were the club whores didn’t mean there wasn’t a hierarchy.

At 25, she did something potentially very dangerous. She got her first tattoo. It was a little thing on her hip, a collection of letters. SOSMC. Declaring her allegiance to the club in a tangible way. Other than her lovers and Simon, no one has ever seen it.

At 30, she sighed in relief. If Simon kicked it, she no longer had to worry about being drafted. She could do what she wanted, when she wanted, with whom she wanted. Pregnancy had been avoided by sheer luck, plastic wrap, infertility (her husband) and other birth control methods advised by the club women. Mostly, blind luck.

Then, the mall blew up. The explosion was enough to break out the windows of her home. She was only six blocks from the site. Simon was a EMS worker, and was out of the house in record time to go and see what help he could offer. Phebs got on the phone to check on family. Once assured of their safety, she went about organizing. She knew that it was highly likely they were going to search people’s homes, there was no way that explosion was a natural event. What little contraband she had in the house (real alcohol, some cigarettes) were quickly gotten rid of.

When Simon returned home, dusty, dirty and with glazed eyes, Phebs got the whole story, and had no problem looking shocked. Like everyone else, they were packed up and sent away. Simon and Pheobe were sent to a little town near Boston. Pheobe hated it. Everyone was so perfectly law-abiding, she was in hell.

Luckily, for her at least, this situation didn’t last long, and Simon was killed when his car was hit by an ambulance. She had to stifle a giggle when she heard that news. She was sad to have lost a friend, but far from heartbroken. You could almost say she was overjoyed. No more drafts, No more sneaking around with lovers. Hello sterilization and sponsorship.

The next day, the news broke about the age limit on drafts increasing to 35. When they came to tell Pheobe that she was to move to Tidewater and go live with her Uncle, the messengers found the small house trashed. She was incandescent with rage. But, she couldn't stop the Trust.

So now, at 32, she waits for her draft, hoping they won’t up the age again or she’ll have children so she can live her life how she wants. In the meantime, she hangs around the club, takes lovers (which is far easier now with the chip) and seeks out those that will advance her position among the sweetbutts.

The only dark spot in her life is her sister Daisy’s passing. Daisy was all sweetness and light in their family, and the one person that Phoebe tried hard to protect once Daisy had stated her intention to not join the club.


FAMILY

Dad: Lou’s brother
Mom: Calista

Half-sisters: Nancy, Daisy (deceased)
Cousins: Temple, Scout, Fox
Birthdate: March 25
Bad Habits: Smokes, drinks, curses like a sailor, don’t show her emotions much, tends to stalk men and play on the weaknesses she finds.
Turn-Ons: Sex. Power, Danger. Knives (without actual cutting) thumpy instruments, paddles, biting, blindfolds… (you get the gist)
Turn-Offs:  weakness, small dicks, gentleness, idiocy, men who treat her like a barbie doll
hair color preference: No Information
eye color preference: No Information
draft position: Against
premarriage y/n: No

Hard Limits

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