How bout a newsie nickname? The one and only Ace of Diamonds, or Ace for short.
What's day story behind dat nickname? It's a looong story...but ta make a long one short... (by the way, making a long one short is NEVER a good thing, if ya know what I mean...it's all about length *grin*) Ya see, I was reeal hungry so I stole some food from this stand right? Right. Weeell this big ol' bum runnin the stand catchs me, and I'm guessin he was more pissed then I was, because he was about to send me to the refuge. But I happened to have cards with me (me lucky deck, goes with me everywhere) so we made a deal. We'd deal 5 cards, best hand gets their way (if I won, I'd run of into the sunset...if he won I was with the Warden..). So, he deals me my first card...ace of spades. Ok, I'm happy..next I get king of hearts, ace of hearts, ace of clubs. He's about to hand me my last card, when he thinks fast and pulls it back. "Whatcha got so far..." he says. So I lay me cards down, and he starts gruntin and snortin. Finally, he pushes the table over, and starts wavin my last card around. "DIS CARD JUS' SAVED YER LIFE KID!!" well I snatch it up, and whadja think it is? The Ace of Diamonds, nat'rally.
What do you's look like? I'm about 5'5 an perdy skinny..a girls gotta watcher figure ya know..I have real light brown hair that I put in two ponytails at the top of my head. I have perdy pale skin, and freckles on the bridge of my nose and a few on my cheeks. My eyes are real light brown, someone once called em amber or somethin. I wear denim overalls and a white shirt that I cut the sleeves off of. I also wear me brown boots, an I got this brown newsie hat that I shove in my backpocket. I carry around a stick I got, his names Rufus. Don't ask.
How's ya personality? The Italian Stallions call me their "side kick"... 'cause I just sorta cling. I've been called a dumb blonde *grins* but that all stops when I beatcher but at cards. I'm a real klutz, an I always get in over my head. I'm real bad with secrets and forget stuff a lot...so not many trust me. They tell me I talk too much. Ah well. Oh yeah, an I'm kinda the sicko. I can take any comment and make it...well...suggestive *wink* A lotta my jokes are a bit off- color...an I'm really hyper.
What about ya past? Ahh...see, I don't really know. I just know that me parents aren't me real parents, ya know whar I mean? My real parents were supposedly 16 or somethin, and they had me and left me with the Valentino's, and immigrant family that lived nearby. They named me Angeline an' just sorta raised me as their own. They needed money, so I started working with this Swedish chick, Medda Larkson, as a waitress, then she got me an act, then I got bored, an' ran off. After that whole "card" situation, I met this kid, Racetrack Higgins, an sorta had a lil fling with him, ya know? But that didn't last long, because I cheated on him with Chips Mezzanote (ooops...) anyhoo, Chips taught me everythin, and I'm with him now..
You got a boy? Chips Mezzanote!
How bout a best friend? I'm real close with the 'Italian Stallions', or so they call themselves. I'm real good friends with Shasta, Blinks, an' Moinkies too.
Any distinguishing features, habits, or hobbies? Oh yah, I always twirl me pigtails an bite me nails. My card game is LETHAL, and I'm perdy good with a pair of dice. My "track skills" need some work though *wink*