Penelope Ford

Literal Bride of (a) Dracula


“God damned it. This is hell,
but I planned it. I sawed it,
I nailed it, and I
will live in it until it kills me.
I can nail my left palm
to the left-hand crosspiece but
I can’t do everything myself.
I need a hand to nail the right,
a help, a love, a you, a wife.”


Lately, Pepper’s often been paler, a little more sickly. There’s a moroseness to her – a worry that creeps up as she glances to her phone and toward entrances to wherever she is. Her husband Paul Ford is back but – she cheated on him, and he hates her now. She seems somewhat lost in herself, like she’s not sure what she’s supposed to do. She seems easier to anger – but equally as ever she’s good at covering it up with easy, tired smiles and quick changes of the subject.

Her red hair tends to be in waves and curls around her shoulders and down her back. Her outfits seem to especially flaunt her figure as of late, but she likes short skirts and very low cut tops. She often carries a cane under her arm in case her leg gives out, and it’s a fancy looking thing – black, classy silver, and a bit too tall for her.

Pepper is generally friendly and warm to anyone who she meets, but after you get to know her she has a tendency to drop bombs on conversations, along the lines of “oh yeah I broke into someone’s house once.” She’s got a steady resolve that makes her incredibly stubborn; if she thinks she’s in the right, she has a tendency to really dig her heels in. A few topics can make her light up lately – primarily in regards to fencing or certain bar owners.



Visible Information

  • Eyes: Blue
  • Hair: Red
  • Height: 5’8"
  • Build: Thin
  • Distinguishing Features: Carries a cane.
  • Known Things:
    • Former dental hygienist
    • Wants to become a private investigator
    • Married to Paul Ford but their marriage is in the dumps because…
    • she seems to be having an affair with Bastian Thoreaux
    • Was close friends with Thelma
    • Often found chatting with Allison
    • Has a pupper named Bartleby
    • Attends HEMA practice every other Saturday and sword training every Monday/Wednesday/Friday



“There was a time when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong
I dreamed a dream in times gone by
When hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed, that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving.”

“Damn, ain’t it crazy when you’re love swept?
You’d do anything for the one you love
Cause anytime that you needed me I’d be there
It’s like you were my favorite drug
The only problem is that you was using me
In a different way than I was using you
It’s like I checked into rehab
And, baby, you’re my disease
It’s like I checked into rehab
And, baby, you’re my disease.”

“Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It’s the wrong kind of place
To be cheating on you
It’s the wrong time
But he’s pulling me through
It’s a small crime
And I’ve got no excuse.”

“I want you to remember
A love so full it could send us all ways
I want you to surrender
All my feelings rose today
And I want you to remain
The power of children can amaze
I’ll try not to complain
I know that’s a pisser baby
The chemicals between us
The walls that lie between us
Lying in this bed.”



“Afraid and letter-proud, he keeps it with him.
What would you call his feeling for the words
That keep him rich and orphaned and beloved?”

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Penelope Ford

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