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Cursed by Cupid Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 12:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 12:03 pm
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Cursed by Cupid Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 11:52 pm
{o1.} Mule Post
{o2.} Mule Post
{o3.} Index and Rules
{o4.} Profile
{o5.} Dirty Little Secret
{o6.} Vanity
{o7.} Day Planner
{o8.} Associates
{o9.} Home
{1o.} Reserved
{11.} Creditso1. Brandy will never be avaliable for sell, please don't ask.
o2. Please do not post here without premission, I like to keep my journals just so.
o3. Shop staff do not need premission.
o4. Should go without saying, but art threft = death.
o5. If you can't play nice, you're not welcome here.
o6. Follow the ToS they cover all else.
o7. All facts listed here are for OOC use only. <3
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 11:54 pm
  Name: Brandy Melson
Nicknames: n/a
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Sign: Aquarius
Alignment: Good
Representative Animal: Peacock
Representative Element: Wind
Image Song: "God is a DJ" -- Pink
Marital status: Single
Occupation: Socialite/Heiress
Favorite Color(s): Pink, bright blue, green, ivory
Favorite Foods: Unknown
Favorite Music: Dance Music
Likes: Drinking, shopping, partying, clothes
Dislikes: Animals, cold, brown
Fears: Someone discovering her secret
Height: 5’ 7”
Weight: 102 pounds
Appearance: Think anorexic skinny, though she does not actually have an eating disorder, her weight is carefully controlled by medications, diet, and surgery. Her hair is a natural-looking blond; long, very thick, and always perfectly groomed. Her skin is almost completely flawless, thanks to lots of expensive dermatology. Her eyes are a little on the large side and dark green. Thanks to the good work of countless surgeons it is hard to tell by Brandy’s body or face that she is anything less than an authentic female.
Dress: She dresses for style, and what’s in style. She’s always one of the first to follow the latest trends as far as clothing goes. She holds her appearance to be something she has to work constantly to maintain properly.
Talents: Has a high tolorence for booze. Very talented in bed.
Personality: Brandy is a social butterfly. Used to being in the spotlight, she’s usually cheerful, comfortable in all company, and knows how to lay on the charm. She's an attention whore, and basically will get along with anyone as long as they at least act as though they adore her. But, if for some reason someone doesn’t worship the ground she walks upon, well, “Hell knows no wrath like a woman scorned”. She may not be all that bright in “book-smarts”, but she feels she doesn’t need brains to shine.
History: Brandy was born into a wealthy family as Henry Yarbrough. His family was well off and had a lot of power and influence in his hometown. Do to the amount of money at his disposal growing up, coupled with the fact he was the doted on only child, Henry was a spoiled little prince by the age of three. At the age of eighteen he inherited close to 4 million dollars with the death of his grandfather. Henry used a portion of the money to fulfill his secret life long dream; he went through sex reassignment therapy.
After several years of extensive, and often painful, surgeries, therapy, and the related recovery process; Henry was ready to face the world anew, as Brandy. She made a final visit to her hometown to show her parents the daughter they’d never known they’d wanted; then moved to the city to become part of the social scheme. Brandy works very hard to keep her past hidden. Like most transsexuals she refuses to admit she was ever anything less than 100% female.
The city social life appeals to Brandy’s ‘I’m the center of the universe’ attitude. She’s made a living out of being a party girl, and is a true socialite with a hefty bank account and a nice apartment which is used as a sort of perpetual closet for her extensive wardrobe.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 11:55 pm
 Sex reassignment therapy is an umbrella term for all medical procedures regarding gender reassignment of both transgender and intersexual people. Sometimes it is also called gender reassignment, even though many people consider this term inaccurate, as it alters physical sexual characteristics to be more in line with the individual's psychological/social gender identity, rather than vice versa as is implied by the term "gender reassignment".
Sex reassignment therapy consists of hormone replacement therapy (HRT), various surgical procedures (see below), and epilation for transwomen, that is permanent hair removal on the face and body is accomplished with electrolysis or laser hair removal.
Transsexual people who go through sex reassignment therapy usually change their social gender roles, legal names, and legal sex designation, in addition to undergoing the medical procedures discussed in this article. The entire process of change from one gender presentation to another is known as transition. Sexual reassignment surgery male-to-female - Vaginoplasty The shaping of a neo-v****a - Penile inversion - the most common form of genital reassignment surgery. - Colovaginoplasty - a particular form of genital reassignment surgery. - Breast augmentation is the enlargement of breasts, which can be necessary if HRT did not yield satisfactory results. - Facial feminization surgery For More imformation, check out these links:[ X] [ X] [ X] [ X] [ X] [ X]
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 11:56 pm
[Brandy's Closet][All Work No Play, Barbie Girl, Black Tie Affair, Brown and Blue, Bussness Savvy]
[Casual, Classy Golden, Daily Textures, Dressed to Impress, Getting Laid Date]
[Green Casual, Green Textures, Hooker Boob Dress, Hot Date, Hot Pink and White]
[I Getting Laid, Light Pink Dressy, Making an Entrence, Modeling Promo, Peacock Gown]
[Pink on the Street, Playful, Red Night Out, Uptown Girl, Winter Wonder]
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 11:58 pm
{7/24/2oo8} Recieved a strange letter about my love life. Total crap.
{7/31/2oo8} My first date with a man named Frex. Should have dressed for rain.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 12:00 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 12:05 am
Home to Brandy is a converted warehouse with a city view.
Her bedroom. The improtant place. ;D
Her kitchen. She can't cook for crap, and eats out a lot. To her this is a place to store the booze.
The livingroom. A great view and a nice place to relax. Needless to say it's never used.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 12:17 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 12:34 am
Cupid's Chokehold is © ???
Brandy Melson is © Elda-Chan
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 12:42 am
The Letter Congratulations Brandy, Our state of the art equipment informs us that your love life sucks. But don't despair! We at Cupid's Chokehold are here to improve your miserable chances at finding a partner. Using our revolutionary profiling system, we can find find the match that's right for you, and send you down the path toward true happiness. Simply fill out the attached form and send it back to us in the pre-addressed envelope enclosed. After you complete this laughably simple process, we will contact you with the details of your first date. Signed, Joesph Thomas Alexander XV 1/2
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Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 1:05 am
Going to the mail box was not a morning chore Brandy relished. But, every morning without fail and coffee in hand, she shuffled her slippered feet out of her apartment and down the hall; riding the elevator four flights in a pilgrimage to reach the locked mailboxes on the first story.
Here, she would be rewarded with a fat stack of invitations to the most exclusive parties and social gatherings the city had to offer. Not that she needed an invitation; she hardly ever attended any of them, but it was pleasing to know about all the silly little people who wanted her to spice up their social assembly.
Today, however, there was something else mixed in with the heavy cardstock and embellished envelopes; a plain white paper envelope with an official-looking return address stamped on it. Brandy frowned. It couldn’t be a bill, she had all of those handled by her accountant, and she couldn’t be bothered by such petty details as paying bills on time. No one she knew would send an invitation in such plain packaging.
Curious, she tore open the letter and out fluttered two sheets of printed paper. She read the first one quickly.
Congratulations Brandy,
Our state of the art equipment informs us that your love life sucks. But don't despair! We at Cupid's Chokehold are here to improve your miserable chances at finding a partner. Using our revolutionary profiling system, we can find the match that's right for you, and send you down the path toward true happiness. Simply fill out the attached form and send it back to us in the pre-addressed envelope enclosed. After you complete this laughably simple process, we will contact you with the details of your first date.
Signed,
Joesph Thomas Alexander XV ½
She wondered if this was some sort of strange joke. Or maybe a theme party, they were all the rage right now. She mused the possibilities as she scanned the second piece of paper. It was a blank personal profile, similar to the type one might find on a dating sight. Now she was more than a little annoyed, she had no desire to get in a relationship that lasted any longer than a one-night stand, two nights if the guy was good. This was obviously some great hoax though up by someone with too much free time.
She tossed the letter and form to one side and began tearing into the stack of invitations, but somehow she could not bring herself to be amused by the usual assortment of balls and parties. Her mind was lingering on the letter.
After finishing with her mail she sat back and sipped her cooling coffee slowly. She tried to reason herself out of thinking about the stupid form, knowing that obsessing over it was just what the sender intended.
Finally she gave up trying not to think about it and pulled the papers back toward her. If she just filled out the stupid form, and then didn’t return it, then she’d be satisfied. One frantic search for a pen latter she was filling in the blanks in a quick, efficient, manner. Her precise handwriting was small and neat against the stark white page.
Once she finished, she popped the letter into its envelope and was halfway to her door before she realized what was going on, so much for her brilliant plan not to send it. She sighed and realized she wouldn’t be happy until the letter was in the post. Shuffling her feet, she wrapped her robe more snugly around her and began her second trek of the morning to the mailbox.
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Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2008 11:41 pm
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