Bonnie
Young Bonnie Bright was never supposed to amount to much. With a neglectful alcoholic for a mother and an unknown father, she failed to attain a traditional education and found herself often on the wrong side of the law, playing lookout for the local Mob in exchange for scraps to eat and people to believe she could love. From foster kid to teen runaway, mobster to eventual sex-worker, her life was destined upon a dim spiral of inevitability until a series of fateful events that began at a strip-club in Hunts Point, on a night when the moon was shining full and bright.
Bonnie is a huntress and a hedonist, and her senses are suitably sharp. Her nose can track down prey for a mile in the woods, just as it can pick out the scent of smoky oak and rainfall in a glassful of wine. Her eyes can spot movement through the blackest of nights, just as they can discern the subtle shades of difference between a Malbec and a Bordeaux Blend. What she lacks in sophistication she makes up for with dedication, a warm personality and supernatural gifts. And of course, with passion: for most important of all, she has a robust palate with which to savour her drinks, and an appetite for gourmet dining to match.
Bonnie has always been a dear. For a woman it pays to be, and in her case has a history of paying literally. So she smiles often, laughs easily, flirts with everyone, bats her lashes, plays dumb and speaks when she is spoken to.
But when the Bitch comes out to play, Bonnie is a different person — or not a person at all. You wouldn't like her when she's angry, or hungry. When she shows her teeth, they're there to bite and to devour.
Was it love at first sight, or did she bite off more than she can chew? Something happened at that club in Hunts Point, something to simultaneously gain Bonnie her most powerful ally and her very worst nightmare. The bitch is often seen in the company or keeping of Dante Moretti?, Alpha Male of the Bloodcode Pack. They enjoy doing cute things together, like holding up local businesses for protection money or flanking hikers in the woods for dinnertime. While either one of them on their own is bad, together, they're undeniably worse. (For each other? For others? Sometimes both.)
Bonnie owes her life and her business to a powerful cult-leader by the name of Arabella Green, who owns the House Red. While the bitch claims that her loyalty is above all to Dante, conflicting obligations often interfere, and see her life dangling by a thread. Thank goodness for that silver tongue of hers.
“She's sharp, she's fun, she's funny, she's showed me a few things. The Red wouldn't be the same without you.”
Your Favorite Customer?
“I know who you are, doll...”
Das?
“You have been naughty lately, haven't you?”
Jennifer Smith?
“Hey, we can hide the bodies on the ride home.” ♪ ♫
Dante?
“Two zero bitch, suuuuuck it.”
Andrastia Nightstar?
“You shouldn't have lied to me, dear. Now I have to punish you.”
Ewen?
“I could really use an aggressive guard bitch, and a 'Beware of Dog' sign. You find any laying around, hook me up, alright?”
Yer Lucky Charms!?
“I don't know what hurt worse: the pain or knowing that she wasn't paying attention to her lessons.”
The Kind Doctor?
“For the beauty of the rose, we also water the thorns.”
Briar?
“Ironically enough, the best teammate I ever had.”
Ryder?
“We are both women of violence, but you out of hunger like some mongrel. One day I will bring justice to you.”
Miko♠?
“Imma stab you when I get stronger.”
Darley?
“Oh Bonnie, she is truly lovely. Great sense of taste in wine and fashion, a spirit more wild than fire. However, she is also a beast of the moon's pull. We all converse in good decorum but often times behind closed doors is where our true nature lies. In fact... She is proud and shameless. She will eat you and likely smile in the face of your family and friends as if nothing happened. Actress of the century, my dears.”
The Mortician?
“I expected to get bit. Not getting bit in this particular case just makes me more paranoid. Agendas can be way more dangerous.”
Rowan?
“I was given to understand that your particular breed of bitch smells like wet dog and tastes like stale piss, but you look good enough to eat to me, Pumpkin.”
Nick?
“Your gossip goes here.”
overheard at the House Red?