Height: 5'4"
Weight: 120lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Blue
Clan: Toreador
Generation: 12th
Embrace Date: 19 September 1999

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Description: Stacy is just a touch shorter than average height and has a slender, trim, dancer's figure. She has lean, toned, legs and is both flexible and fluid. She dresses in skimpy skirts and heels with plenty of jewelry to attract attention when in public, or something casual and athletic with toned down accessories when enjoying her normal routine. Stacy is relatively shy for a kindred, but especially so by Toreador standards. She is relaxed around those she knows, and is generally pleasant but avoids those that give her a bad vibe.



Brief Bio: Stacy is Ken Smythe's childe and Mary Jane's grand childe. She was embraced illegally and has spent most of her unlife as an Anarch. She knows an awful lot about cars, paint, and growing pot, even though those things don't really interest her. Stacy is a dancer. She loves to move and feels music. Despite having no formal training, she's also very, very good at it. The sad irony is, it was pole dancing in a topless bar on Ladies Night from a dare by two of her girlfriends that caught her sire's attention.

Stacy is, or at least was, resentful of her sire and having been ripped away from her mortal life. She had been a college junior working on a degree in Art History and Philosophy. Sure, she had no idea what she was going to do afterwards and she was admittedly a party girl with a problem of cheating on her boyfriends with guys she'd hook up with at clubs. But she was also young and full of life. As the years have passed though, Stacy has forgotten most of the faces, and people she once knew are older, married, have kids (some even grown with children of their own), and forgotten all about her. Every once in a great while a detective will pick up the cold case on her disappearance. But even her immediate family has given up hope. Everyone assumes the worst happened to her. Unlike most of the stories on TV shows where friends and family of the victim say the missing person was the last one anybody ever thought it could happen too, people always pointed to Stacy as the one in the group something bad would happen too. If they only knew...

Stacy followed Mary Jane's footsteps by simply not being much of an Anarch to begin with and just sort of left. She might cross the line just a little bit, but she doesn't do anything particularly outrageous either. She definitely doesn't do things that are seriously punishable; not with all of those powerful Warlocks in the city. Abandoning the Anarchs hasn't gone over particularly well for Stacy. She's a favorite target of their antics. The Anarchs regularly mess with and taunt her. At the same time, the Sheriff and her Deputies use Stacy as a source of information.

Getting it from both sides has forced Stacy to mature as a kindred. Still not overly social, Stacy is learning how to play the game of Prestation. She isn't particularly good at it yet, and she's obviously behind the curve because of her origins. But so far she's managed to land a pretty significant boon from an unnamed Nosferatu, and has at least a couple pawns involved with local media.

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Inventory:
-Her name on the Anarch shit list
-Expensive jewelry
-A burner phone
-Stripper boots
-An ounce of Ken's Super Death Star Kush
-Custom 2000 Cadillac Deville
-2.000 in Cash

Noteworthy Rumors:
-Stacy was blood bound to her sire.
-Stacy is still blood bound to her sire.
-She is an Anarch plant.
-She is a Tremere snitch.
-Stacy is what the Toreadors call an Artiste.
-Stacy is still warm to the touch.
-She can rock a stripper pole like nobody else.
-Stacy is an incredible Salsa dancer.
-She is a lush.
-She is looking to find some allies and maybe join a coterie.