Voices for Original Novel Character Bios
Arctic0 for Stacie Getts / Miss Sapphire Sharpshooter
16 / Female / Human / Equinox
Bull Whip, 22 Service Glock (stolen), 29 Glock
Energetic, angry, determined, selfish, uptight, no-nonsense, tomboy, authoritative
Stacie's hot temper and professional shooting skills made her a force to reckon with. When she was young, her father encouraged her to pursue what she liked. He taught her to shoot and hired a matador to teach her to use a bull whip. As a young teenager, Stacie's father divorced her mother, ran for mayor and won, and then sent her off to a female boarding school. To say the least, Stacie immediately escaped that jail. Angry that her father split up with her mother, she goes to confront him, only to accidentally hear that he's involved in Mystic Artist human trafficking. Overwhelmed, Stacie decided that only complete destruction of his illicit business and utter public humiliation would suffice to cool her horror and rage. Stacie ended up applying her pent-up anger and rebellious streak to find all her father's business dirt and utterly destroy him. Though Stacie's heart was in the right place, her mission gave her tunnel vision. She almost lost her childhood friend Andy, literally and as a friend, when she ignored his grief over his older brother's death. Stacie cast her vengeful mission aside just in time, barely locating him before he was about to be killed. Though things ultimately worked out for her and her father was tossed in jail, Stacie didn't give up her mask. She merely turned her rage onto other criminals.
(testy) Yeah, but what am I doing, really? I mean, do you even know what I'm trying to do?
(frustrated) Yeah? You think so? Well, I don’t! My dad isn’t a sap. He wouldn’t be known to these victims! I’ll tell you what the cops will uncover: a bunch of small fries. Heck, they’ll even hear that Mr. Win was the dinosaur in charge of all this. And who is Mr. Win? No one knows! So you know where you’re be, Mr. Smart Detective? Just where you are now! Knowing nothing.
(regretful) I love Andy. But he never noticed. I was just the friend he could talk to. Know what I’m sayin’? I can’t take that—the pain anymore. Even when I pretty much told him how I felt, he didn’t get it. Why should I care about what happens to him when he hates me?
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