Greetings! I have a special treat for all of you. Here is a batch of new customs, all of which were made from the Marvel SHS Invisible Woman Figure. Perhaps a fair warning is due here: These images may be of a mature nature, and the story-line is certainly not intended for children, either.
These customs were all submitted to the gallery, but were denied due to content being "risque". I believe that I have exercised good care to ensure that they were represented in good taste, and I do not feel that there is anything indecent about either the pics or the bios. I have been graciously permitted to post them here, however-- which I can only assume will make them much less accessible to fundamentalist types and impressionable children.
There is a function here. These are meant to be victims of the Coven of Thirteen, and so in recent times, the Rue has become a very dangerous place, with people disappearing all the time. Although no one is aware of what is happening in the Rue Noire, if you have followed my customs, you will know.
Well, now that you have been entirely tantalized, may I present to you, the girls of Rue Noire...Please let me know what you all think...
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Candy Goode
A Working Girl of Rue Noire
Candy was once a good girl. She had been extremely popular at her high school in northern New Orleans-- the sort of girl that other girls wanted to be. She was a bright student, a talented cheerleader, and had excelled in gymnastics. She had even gone to the homecoming dance with the football team's star quarterback. Yes, Candy seemed to have had everything going for her.
Then suddenly, something changed in the girl. No one knows exactly what caused it, but all those who knew her had said that it was as though, one day, she just ceased to be that perfect person, and instead, had become something different. She began hanging out with the wrong crowd, and soon developed several bad habits. By the middle of her senior year of high school, Candy had lost a scholarship, as well as most of her friends and popularity. She dropped out of school, and was subsequently kicked out of the house by her parents.
Candy hit the road. She became a dancer at a well-known, high-profile New Orleans nightclub, and was quickly making a name for herself on the scene-- earning fast cash and spending it quickly. For a brief period, Candy was living the life, but the headstrong girl of 18 soon lost the job due to a failed relationship with the nightclub's owner.
She spent some time dancing at other clubs in the area, but never seemed to be satisfied with the pay, nor with the second-rate status of those places. Distraught and humiliated to look at what she had lost, Candy began walking the streets of New Orleans, searching for acceptance and belonging. It wasn't long before she met Roxy, who introduced her to Rue Noire's infamous Sugar Ramirez. Candy agreed to work for Sugar in exchange for his protection, and for the preservation of a lifestyle which she had come to enjoy.
"Sure, it's dangerous, but I'm in popular demand, and besides, Sugee will always look after me. He's good about that..."
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Briget “Baby Boom” Bume
A Working Girl of Rue Noire
"Baby Boom" went to work for Sugar Ramirez on New Orleans' notorious Rue Noire after meeting Roxy Topps at an all-night diner. Baby had been slaving away as a bus girl, and was immediately enticed by Roxy's charm, as well as by her seemingly endless cash-flow. The young Baby, barely 17, was lured into a life of indecency through the promise of easy money, and it's as simple as that.
What was to be a one night thing turned into something much more for Baby. If you ask her where she thinks her life is headed, she will smile and wistfully begin to talk of settling down soon with the right guy, and raising lots of children. Although she knows deep down that the likelihood of such grows increasingly remote with each passing night, Baby continues to delude herself in this manner, hoping to assuage herself of a great shame which she may secretly feel for her vocation.
Still, there can be no doubt that Baby is quite good at what she does, and is therefore a big commodity for Sugar Ramirez. So the prospect of her early retirement from the business is rendered slimmer yet, since Sugar would never allow her to simply walk away.
Somehow, Baby yet retains some strange measure of purity, despite the repugnant duties of a dirty job. She is perhaps naive to many things-- a trait which seems to benefit her professionally, while posing additional threats to her safety at the same time. Fortunately for Baby, Roxy seems to feel responsible for her, and keeps her well-protected beneath a wing.
"[Roxy] has taught me alot about things; she's like a big sister to me. But when I decide to go, no one is gonna stop me-- not her, not Sugee, not none of these tricks..."
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Sherry “Cherry Bomb” Bombini
A Working Girl of Rue Noire
"Cherry Bomb" got caught up in the fast lane, living a life of addiction and crime, and going nowhere. One morning, after a binge, she woke up in the back seat of a Cadillac El Dorado. With no memory of the previous evening, she found herself in the company of a strange man who would make her all sorts of promises.
Cherry agreed to work for Sugar because she simply had no other place to go. He provided her with shelter, and gave her "an opportunity to spread her wings and fly." Cherry never really fell for Sugar's sweet jive, but rather thought of it as a way to make ends meet.
The other working girls feel that Cherry has the best shot out of any of them at making something of herself. She is smart, resourceful, charismatic, beautiful, and she has a certain resiliency that makes her seem to coast through the worst times as if nothing could be better. Still, there is a hollow in the girl. Something she keeps to herself at all times. No one knows why Cherry won't walk away. Perhaps not even Cherry knows this.
"[Cherry] has survived some serious ****, and it's like, it doesn't even phase her. She kicked the horse all by herself at Sugee's, and she seems so... radiant now. You gotta hand it to her. I admire that *****…”
-- Roxy Topps
"They say that all our difficulties in life begin when we resist... I may not always know which way the river flows, but hey, at least I'm moving..."
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Honey Dewitt
A Working Girl of the Rue Noire
Honey grew up in the Creole districts of rural New Orleans. Both her grandmother and her mother were devout vodus, and had believed that Honey would follow their traditions and practice the ancient craft. Honey had other plans, however. It was her dream to go to college and become a successful high fashion model.
Honey spoke only French until the age of 16, when she landed a job as an artists' model for the university's school of arts. She received her payment half in cash, and the other half in free English lessons. She never could afford the tuition, but she had been determined to get an education and to pursue her dreams.
Unfortunately for Honey, things took a turn for the worse when she was discovered engaging in certain extra-curricular activities with the head of the art department. She was asked by the university staff to leave the premises and to never return.
Honey went back home for a brief time, and had considered giving up on her dream of becoming a model, when she met Sugar Ramirez, who had told her that if she learned how to "express her womanhood from the inside out", that he would put her in touch with a big-shot modeling agent who owed him a favor. The deal that Honey made with Sugar that night would change her life forever.
She began working the Rue Noire, believing that one day Sugar would fulfill his end of the bargain. It has been several years since their agreement, and still, she has never been introduced to any agents.
Honey has not given up on her dreams, but she has since realized her great misfortune, and harbors a deep resentment for the deceitful Sugar. She continues to work the Rue because it is all she knows, and because the money is good. Some believe that it was her that took the paramour's right eye out with a blade one night as he slept-- to use it in a voodoo spell that she never followed through with. Both Sugar and Honey deny this to be true, however.
"I was planning to be most beautiful, but I fell into [Ramirez's] clutches, and… he made me this way instead..."
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Roxy Topps
A Working Girl of the Rue Noire
Roxy Topps has been a working girl for her entire adult life, having started in Las Vegas, the daughter of a showgirl and a lounge singer. She was abandoned by her parents at the age of 13, and quickly learned how to fend for herself.
By the age of 20, she had already lived and worked in a number of America's big cities, from L.A. to Miami. She made her way to New Orleans as a groupie with the gothic rock band "Bone Skrape". When their lead singer died of an overdose, the whole show disbanded, and Roxy was left without a gig.
She took to the streets, surviving as she had since she were small, doing whatever she had to in order to get by. She had made a few friends in New Orleans, but always sassy and irreverent, Roxy had made a few more enemies, and before long had found herself on the outs with some of the city's most ruthless gangsters. She had been looking for the quickest route out of New Orleans when she met Sugar Ramirez, a golden-toothed, smooth-talking hustler with street clout long like train smoke. Ramirez offered to protect the girl if she came to work for him in the Rue Noire, New Orleans' red-light sin cesspool. Roxy saw no better options; such is the story of her life.
Roxy has been with Sugar since the beginning, and has watched him come up the food chain. She has stood by him through some difficult times, and has earned his trust and respect. He considers her to be his most faithful subject, and will always hear her out, no matter what's at stake.
Roxy is a survivor, and there is little that she has not seen or done in her lifetime. The other working girls consider her to be a confidante-- a rock of stability in a topsy-turvy world. They put their trust in Roxy, knowing that she will do all that she can to protect them, even it means her life.
With strange things happening along the Rue Noire these days-- terrible, violent things-- all of Sugar's girls turn to Roxy for answers, and for strength. She may not understand what has been happening on the streets lately, but she promises to keep a vigil over the remaining girls, as they face this growing threat. How many more of them will make that walk down the Rue, only to vanish in the shadows?
"They criticize me for the way I've earned my living... but how many can truly say that they've earned their lives...?"
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The Working Girls of Rue Noire
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(Sugar Ramirez is a custom made from a Marvel SHS Namor Figure.)
Hector “Sugar” Ramirez
Paramour of Rue Noire
Sugar Ramirez was born and raised in the slums of New Orleans. After hustling his way up the ladder in a town known for shady deals and sharp corners, Sugar has made the games look easy. He has had a hand in everything from the numbers rackets up on Bordeaux, down to the two-bit matchbox shuffle and black mollies out in Opelousas way.
Sugar plays large. He rolls old school and shoots about as crooked as a dog’s leg. He’s got a glass right eye from a greedy shank, but they say he doesn’t need it; Sugar has eyes all over. It’s now going on two dimes in the game, and Sugar shows no sign of stopping.
Something, however, is slowing Sugar down. It seems that lately his cream crops on the Rue Noire have been coming up short. In fact, he’s been losing like he had big gaps in his game. It seems that someone-- or something-- has been picking his girls off in mid-hustle, and nobody can give Sugar the skinny. Roxy, his main, has said that the tricks are just up and disappearing, and that the ones left are getting scared to go out anymore. The Rue has never been anything hospitable, what with the junkies and the eight-balls and every other variety of dangerous, but lately, it’s been a downright killing field, and the working girls are wearing targets on their camisoles...
“Now, Sugar can’t abide by the gristle that’s been coming in off of the Rue, and needs to get that chicken by the neck and quick. I got me a short line of bad kitties up there, and a whole box of Lou’sanna pain for some muzzasuckas…”
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Let me know what you guys think, and thanks for looking...
Peace, brothers,
headandhand
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You ought to design a few divas for JCW for us. 
