| Michelle Hawthorne
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| On Game As:
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Michelle
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| Played By:
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Bella Thorne
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| Concept:
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Treasured Fearmonger
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| Date of Birth:
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October 31, 1995
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| Apparent Age:
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21
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| Occupation:
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Jazz Singer
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| Virtue:
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Faith
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| Vice:
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Lust
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| Freehold:
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None
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| Motley:
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None
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| Seeming:
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Fairest
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| Kith:
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Treasured Di-cang
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| Court:
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Autumn
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| Entitlement:
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| Keeper:
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Milk and Honey
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“I never heard of a Jazz musician who retired. You love what you do, so what are you going to do... play for the walls?”
– Nat Adderley
Overview
A famous jazz singer in Fort Brunsett, Michelle Hawthorne is otherwise just this girl, you know? Almost Stepford Wife-ish, sometimes, with her beauty and good manners, but she's got a sense of humor under all that. She and her husband, Daniel, live quite comfortably in the ritziest area of Fort Brunsett.
To those In The Know, she's a Lost in good standing of the Autumn Court. Still a Twilit Page, but she's working on being better at her magical skills. She and Daniel escaped from Milk and Honey somewhat recently.
RP Hooks
- Changeling - She spent her Durance under Milk and Honey.
- Autumn - Michelle is a member of the Leaden Mirror.
- Jazz Singer - She sings spooky jazz at local clubs around town.
- Fame 1 - She has this, for her smoky alto voice and slinky dresses.
- Siren Song - Yeah. She's got this; her voice just flows and wraps around you.
- Retainer - Her manager, Jacob Dufrane, is working to get her a record deal.
Contacts
- Jacob Dufrane (NPC) - Manager; trying to get her a record deal. Surprisingly not a nag about her poor habits.
- Name - It could be someone they find useful, someone they care about.
- Name - It could be someone they loathe, an adversary or rival.
Gallery
Favorites to Sing
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Big Bad Voodoo Daddy - I Wanna Be Like You
- So woowooooh, I want to be just like you
- I want to walk like you, talk like you do
- You see it's true, an ape like me
- Can learn to be human too, yeah
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Squirrel Nut Zippers - Hell
- Now the D and the A and the M
- And the N and the A
- And the T and the I-O-N
- Lose your face, lose your name
- Then get fitted for a suit of flame
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Kimbra - Good Intent
- You heard the crickets of the early eve
- They lurk around the opening in twos and threes
- Clementine told you not to move with the breeze
- I'll take you down to places where we dare not go
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Logs
