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Name: Billie_Faegan
Rank: Unknown *
Level: 35
Status: Dead
Home City: Bricktown, DT
Wealth: Rich
Start Date: Nov 03, '16 05:24:30
Last Active: Dec 09, '16 10:44
Messages Sent: 342
Threads / Posts: 0 / 147 (View Activity)

 

Realism is important to me. If you pickpocket me, expect retaliation. No hard feelings, but unless you are family I will mug you.

 


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Billie Faegan

The Paragons

 

Billie was a spitfire from the darkest corners of Hell, Thomas was near certain of it. 

 

Born Wilhemina Ruth Faegan

Alliases: Billie / Will / Mina  

Hustling Harlem Gal

 

Billie is a mulatto bastard by birth, show girl by trade, and hustler by choice. She knows the worlds of drugs and prostitution intimately, but has a strong preference and enjoyment for blackmail / espionage and interrogation with a flair for the dramatic and brutal. She uses her position (as a mixed race individual, a woman, and an entertainer) to her advantage, playing both to weaknesses and strengths as she sees fit in order to manipulate situations to her advantage. This has gotten her in trouble in the past, which is a large part of the reason she moved to Detroit in the first place and joined up with The Paragons.

More recently, Billie has begun slowly worming her way into small time international performances, using this as a gateway to establish various business opportunities and grow the reach of her organization. Likewise, she is in the process of creating an "ethical trafficking" ring to bring foreign women into Detroit for various entertainment / escort services (by choice, not force). She views and markets this as an opportunity for women in need to make more of themselves than destitute prostitutes, and also to escape otherwise hellacious origins.

 

 


 

In Loving Memory

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 La Famiglia Gato

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Do not stand at my grave and weep 
I am not there. I do not sleep. 
I am a thousand winds that blow. 
I am the diamond glints on snow. 
I am the sunlight on ripened grain. 
I am the gentle autumn rain. 
When you awaken in the morning's hush 
I am the swift uplifting rush 
Of quiet birds in circled flight. 
I am the soft stars that shine at night. 
Do not stand at my grave and cry; 
I am not there. I did not die. 

 

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