𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙞 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙚
my name is [ ANTOINETTE BECKER ] … and i am from [ HELLTOWN, OHIO ] and i’m a [ DANCER AT THE HELLCAT'S DEN / ARTIST ]. i lived in helltown for [ ALL HER LIFE ] because [ IT'S THE ONLY PLACE SHE CAN BE IN FOR NOW ]. i am [ THIRTY ] my pronouns are [ SHE/HER ] and i am [ HARDWORKING, KINDHEARTED, CHARMING ] though some may say i’m [ VAGUE, STUBBORN , RECKLESS ]. i also hear i look a lot like [ SAMANTHA LOGAN ] but, i don’t know if i see it. i’m here because [ THE CAREER SHE WANTED TO HAVE NEVER CAME TO FRUITION SO SHE'S STUCK ] but, maybe there’s more to it than that. you never know with helltown.
triggers: abandonment tw, harassment tw
antoinette was born on april 30, 1994 with a life that anyone has always been jealous to have, one that she almost did not feel any struggle, but only left with privilege. though, she never met her mother, nor her father has spoken about her, not even once, even whenever she’d tried to bring her up as a kid, though, he was married to this woman who, of course, became her step mother, they weren’t that close, but one didn’t care for the other that much. she didn’t meddle much with antoinette’s life, both just existed within the family. for most of her life, it was just how she had hoped it to be whenever she thought of being in a family, he was there for her, of course, and when he isn’t though, that’s always remedied by money to make up for it, the man spoiling her whenever he messes up.
though, when it comes to family, even though they weren’t of blood, antoinette felt it with kayla, and the people surrounding them. being her friend felt like it was filling the gap that she was longing for, and those people, she kept close. they were who kept her from her own thoughts by herself. she almost felt complete.
though, for a while, she had this feeling about her father that was just something she couldn’t put her finger on at first, though she’s always let it slip, thinking that perhaps she was just looking for the negative in things. yet eventually, secrets that her father kept so well found its way to the light, and of course, she found it herself by accident.
she has a sibling. a half-sibling to be exact.
and he didn’t give a damn about them, nor their mother.
the immediate reaction to it got to antoinette, and of course, she confronted her father about it, ripped him verbally to shreds, for years he lied to her, made her think that he was a caring man, yet she has a sibling who never got that from him. he just acted like they didn’t exist, something he could hide, what was she, then?
after the argument, she packed her things, and left the becker home. she searches for a living taking on different jobs as the years progressed. and when the the hellcat’s den opened, she starts out a waitress first, then slowly developed the love to perform, captivated by the dancers on stage. she convinced the owner of the the hellcat’s den and they eventually decided to have her properly trained by her performers two years after she was hired.
for years she loved the life she had, whilst part of her always wanted to search for her long-lost sibling deep down. yet, one day, as if the fates knew what she’s always dreamed for, and of course, said dream showed up at the doors of the the hellcat’s den. upon seeing them, she instantly had this sense of connection, and upon hearing the woman’s name, that just confirms that feeling. but, along with the need to just tell them came with this fear, she was scared of what their reaction may be to this, so antoinette kept the truth to herself, even now, not wanting said through to make them leave. as long as she has her around, she’s contented just the way it is.
it was also at the the hellcat’s den where antoinette had met the person who would she refer as the love of her life. they were an unlikely pair, given the nature of their work, but they had just connected so well inside and eventually, outside of the strip club, eventually making things official, with the dancer making changes with her life, moving in with them and for the first time, she felt like she had someone she could call her home. along with this, she had pursued the career she wanted to for years, delving into arts, their home had a room full of canvases, paint, you name it. everything was perfect, antoinette had nothing to fear about, not until the woman got down on one knee, it was when everything, their memories flashed before her eyes, and the dancer started to worry. things could change one day. it was that day when she immediately left and never looked back.
her job throughout the years after that was a smooth sail, along with it, antoinette has tried to continue to chase her dreams she started a long time ago. in the beginning, it seemed to be working well, she was selling some pieces, but it was only for a moment, given how her 9 to 5 wasn’t really kept a secret, it had become the reason why people wanted her work badly, and with that, antoinette thought she was not being seen for her art, so she decides to put it on hold, secretly, as she now continues to work under a pseudonym.
antoinette went through a very terrible experience when she was hired for a bachelor's party. seemingly unsuspecting at first, one of the party's attendees cornered her in one of the secluded rooms and almost did more than take advantage of her. she was lucky enough for her coworker coming in the room and saving her from the prick. and that was only time that such thing has happened. there was this one night where antoinette was waiting for a friend outside of the the hellcat’s den where she had been approached and cornered by the den’s former clients. if they haven’t come out just in time, nobody really knew what could’ve happened with her.
and with something strange lurking around as of late and giving the helltown its doom, ever since kayla went missing, she wouldn’t deny the fact that she’s more scared than she’s ever had her whole life. her only escape from it all is dancing, getting lost in the rhythm as she puts her armor on whilst she’s on stage.
