Post by frogette on Sept 13, 2011 1:49:25 GMT -5
...Cameron Samantha Baker*
*Just a kiss, and you're a new man.*
[/size]*Just a kiss, and you're a new man.*
...basics*
name
Cameron Samantha Baker
nickname
Cammy. Or Jade.
age
Twenty two.
gender
Female
grade
Barrie Junior.
hometown
Kansas City, Oklahoma
sexuality
Straight.
personification
The Princess and the Frog
status
Dormant
face claim
Scar Jo
...appearance*
hair color
Honey blond hair, just past her shoulders, slight wave.
eye color
Large, light, green-blue eyes.
build
Curvacious but not ridiculously so.
height
5' 4ΒΌ" (1.63 m)
clothing style
As Cammy she dresses simply. Tee shirt, jeans, flats. She's a college student, and while at school her goal is to do school stuff. Not to pick up guys.
As Jade she dresses in varying degrees of sexy. Heels, expensive cloths. She never uses perfume or lotions when with a man, because a professional never lets a john leave smelling of a woman.
distinctive traits
She uses mens deodorant, and is in peak physical condition. And she works hard to maintain it.
...personal*
personality
Healthy:: Cameron maintains a strict diet and exercise plan. Not that she doesn't enjoy it, mind you. She does. But, as she says, 'If I'm not in good health, neither is my career.' She greatly enjoys running through Central Park with her dog Bob, early in the mornings, as well as yoga and kick boxing. Her regiment is kept up daily, which gives her a good amount of structure.
Intelligent/Cheeky:: Cam is blessed with the gift of sarcasm, that much can be sure. She enjoys wit and prizes intelligence. Her studies are something of great importance to her, as he goal is to- one day- become a teacher. Thus, if she is not working or maintaining herself, she probably has her nose in a book. Though her juggling act is often jostled, as she lets work take precedence over school. Often she feels quite sad about this, as teaching is something she has always wanted to do. But, on the same note, Cameron is aware that by becoming a teacher she'd be making significantly less. She wonders, at times, if she was ever actually right to be a teacher, or if it's just one of those dreams kids make that she's stuck too.
Secretive:: There are two worlds to Cameron. And these worlds never mix. Unfortunately that creates alienation, as people have a knack for knowing that something is amiss when a loved one lies to them. To explain her fine things while being a student, she explains that she is a legal nighttime secretary. Why? Because it's one of those painfully boring professions that no one wants to know the details about. She almost never dates seriously, and hasn't had a legitimate boyfriend since she was a freshman in high school. The only one who knows everything about her is Bob the German Shepard.
Control Freak:: Everything has a place. When things are out of place, then life is out of place. Cameron is often a ball of stress, which is helped by her exercising, meditation, and reading she does on her free time. Her apartment is kept in immaculate order, as is her body. Waxing, proper use of condoms (despite also being on the pill, NO EXCEPTIONS), washing, shaving. The whole nine yards. Some call it germaphobia. Some call it OCD. She calls it order.
Prostitute:: Generally, this would be under profession, wouldn't it? But, Jade also gets her personality noted. Unlike Cameron- with her blond haired, blue eyed, girl next door appearance- Jade is a smooth, sultry, sexy operator. It all comes down to a few rules:
First: Clients never know your real name. To them, you are Jade. And you are their dream girl. Figure out what the client wants, then serve it. See a need, fill a need.
Second: Stay in control. They sit down, you stand up. Get the money up front. They shower before any encounter, as cleanliness is important for both parties.
Third: Call the Madam upon the gent arriving, or you arriving to the gent, and give her the flag. 'No problem' means green. 'No problemo' means red.
Fourth: Trust your gut. Instincts are their for a reason.
Five: Condom. Obvious.
Six: Understand that you will not be attracted to more than half the guys you are with. Accept this. You're not here to fall in love, you're here to provide a service. That said, the moment he sees you, your eyes better light up like he's Keanu fucking Reeves.
Seven: Personal life and private life are separate. One room for each. Small talk is kept as a minimum.
Eight: Madam gets forty percent. This may seem steep, as it feels like your doing the brunt of the work, but keep this in mind. Moonlighting is dangerous, and she properly screens clients. She understands what they want, and make sure to match you to them based on what you are willing to do. And, if things turn to hell, its her getting you out of it.
Eight simple rules. Learn them, live them, love them.
past
"First and foremost, what should be said about me is this: I had a nice childhood. I don't have daddy issues, no uncle ever touched me inappropriately. I lost my virginity to a sweetheart in high school. Like everyone else I have ambitions and goals. So why do I do what I do? Well, I'm fundamentally lazy in the sense that menial labor is not my cup of tea. I like sex, I like money. The rest is just where the cards fell."
Cameron Baker is the second of three children of Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Baker. Her home was simple, middle class. She was a girl scout, and well behaved. Free from drugs, save the occasional puff of a joint and shot of cheap vodka at a party. Her grades were only slightly higher than average, and she was moderately popular. In fact, if one was to look for the poster child of a normal, American, raising they need not look any further than Cameron. She began dating Adam Micheal Wakefield in the end of her eight grade year, and over the course of the summer, intercourse happened. Their relationship carried on til near the end of freshmen year, when they mutually decided that they wanted to try and venture new things, choosing to remain friends after. She dated, though nothing lasting as long as Adam, as she- very practically- decided that finding her one true love in high school was unlikely.
But then it all got weird.
It all began to change when she was sixteen. Her and some girlfriends decided to use some newly acquired fake i.d.'s to go to a club. There she met a man who called himself Danny, and who called her Jade, which was the name on the fake i.d. In a moment of stupid, teenage fueled, lust Cammy made the choice to go home with the man who was in his early to mid twenties. Sex occurred, a first orgasm was had, and that was that. In the morning Cam performed the dreaded walk of shame with her head high, and called herself a cab to go back to her girlfriend's house. It was while inside the cab that she discovered the envelope, bearing a crisp five hundred dollars inside. It took her only a moment to realize what had happened.
Her one night stand had turned into her first night of work.
Had he offered the money straight out, Cammy could only wonder if she would have accepted it. Maybe. Honestly, who knew.
From there it went on.
She told her friends, who stared at the money with envy, and an idea began to form. At first it was a joke, something to giggle about. Wouldn't it be funny if they started a little prostie ring. But then it began to get serious. The idea came out of using a Babysitting service as a cover.
That was the beginning, so they say.
The other girls fell out of it, over time. Some before they could follow through, others not til the very end of high school. It was all so easy, to be honest. Cameron was a good savor, and soon her bank account out reached even her parents. She was pretty, rather popular with the Father's. Having always wanted to teach, Cameron reassured herself, and so she had merely found a way to fund this endeavor. And fund it she did.
When she got accepted to J. Barrie University, her parents glowed with pride that their responsible daughter had saved up all of her babysitting money to pay for it herself. There was little mind paid to the fact that she had become more withdrawn and private in the passing two years. The point was, she was going to be somebody.
present
"Escourt, hooker, prostitute, whore. I don't mind what you call me, as that's all just semantics. I am a high class working girl in the worlds oldest and most tried and true profession. And I'm good at it. I don't play around, and I take my job seriously. I'm high class, which means I get paid by the hour, for those willing to pay."
While in New York, she joined an escort service, ran by a woman who was merely called Madam Mal. Terms were created, rules were set. Forty percent to the Madam, sixty to Cameron. It was discreet, easy, and safe. The money was good, and it freed her days for class (usually) as she worked at night (usually). She doesn't blame the economy, or the fact that she was a girl just trying to make it in the big city. Those were shit answers. She does what she does, because she's good at it.
"Truth be told, it's not as easy to pick out a well trained Girl. If you were at a hotel, find the girl in the expensive shoes and designer suit. The girl who walks past the receptionist with ease. She walks quickly, and never attract too much attention. Be fabulous, yet forgettable. And if you see this girl, know that this is not the real her, nor is it the real me."
Cameron is a full time student, and is diligent when work does not take precedence. After all, a girl has to make money. She is kind, well tempered, clever. Much like Jade, she is forgettable, and unlike Jade, she is not always fabulous. Sweatshirts and well fitted jeans, those suit her just fine. Her free time, when available, is spent reading or playing with Bob at the park. By day, in public, she is a normal college student. Stressed about the next test, unsure of when to fit in the next sleep cycle, reading artfully hipster novella's whilst sitting on the dryer and waiting for it to buzz.
family
Father:: Andrew Baker, banker.
Mother:: Nadine Baker, hair stylist.
Brother:: Walter Baker, 25, getting his law degree.
Sister:: Jessica Baker, 19, housewife.
likes
- Reading. Her favorites are Simone de Beauvoir, Susan Lilar, Vladimir Nabokov, and Charlotte Bronte.
- Staying in on rainy days.
- Sex. Perhaps this is considered a give in, but ah well. She does enjoy it.
- Cleanliness. It's next to Godliness.
- Passion. Not to be confused with sex.
- Money.
- Music. Especially the piano.
- The mantra: It's what you hide, not what you show.
- Romantic movies.
- Exercising.
dislikes
- Watching people do something terribly, that she could be doing well.
- Disorder. She likes things to stay tidy.
- When she is out of control of a situation.
- That awkward moment when professional life and private life meet.
- The Country Side. She's a city girl.
- Waste. Any sort of waste. Despite what she does, she hates wasting money, food, anything.
- Pork. She doesn't eat it.
- Religious sorts.
- When her rules on life are not followed.
- People who don't know the word No.
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...literature*
book title The Frog Prince
backstory
A Princess is out playing with a Golden Ball by a well one day. She goes there often, tossing it up and down, up and down. But one day she misses catching it, and it falls into the well. The Princess is quite distraught about this and begins to cry. A frog happens upon the crying Princess, and asks what the matter was. She explained that her ball fell in the well. Being a gentleman, the frog, offers to go get it for her. But only if she promises to take him back to the castle so that he may live with her.
She agrees.
He gets it for her.
She says gtfo, and trots on home.
The frog hops on over to her castle and makes a fuss. The King ventures out to investigate what the noise is, and the Frog tattles. The King, being an honorable man, told his daughter that if she promised, then she must keep it. Grimly, the Princess obeys. She brings the Frog to his room, though rather snarkily. The Frog tries to make conversation, the Princess basically gives him the finger.
When she leaves the room, she hears the Frog begin to cry. As she was not a TOTAL bitch, the Princess goes to ask him what's the matter. He tells her that he will be returning to the pond in the morning, as she has made it quite clear she hates him. That he never wanted to be a bother, but only wished to know her.
Feeling like an epic twat, the Princess apologizes, and asks him to stay. That she would love to be his friend, and that her behavior earlier was inexcusable. The two smiled at one another, and she kissed his amphibious skin gently.
Then suddenly mister slimy frog became-
A Prince.
Bam.
The rest, I'm sure you can fill in the rest. They fell in love, got married, and lived happily ever after.
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