Name: Molly Jonker
Rank: Bartender at The World's End
Molly is fairly tall, about 1.8 meters. She has a rather large frame and broad shoulders due to a larger bone structure, though her hands and feet have always been a bit on the small side, nails painted a hot pink color. Her chest is a slight annoyance for her, being, in her opinion, too flat. Her hair is long enough to touch the small of her back, dyed a slightly lighter pink that her nails. Her large eyes are a bright blue color and her lips and nose are relatively small. In general, her face is rather slim with rosy cheeks, sharply contrast to her pale skin.
Molly is most comfortable in loose clothing, usually of lighter or neutral colors. For instance, one outfit consists of a short, white, sleeveless dress, a loose-fitting, sky blue jacket over it. White sandals are her preferred footwear. Small accessories like necklaces, bracelets, and rings are sometimes added. In addition, she usually wears a small, dark hairband above her bangs to give her hair a bit more volume at the top.
On the job, though, she can’t really afford to dress as freely as she normally would, since dangling sleeves and jewelry have a good chance of rubbing into food and drink. In this case, she often wears a white t-shirt, occasionally with a logo or pattern on it, and light blue jeans and blue sneakers. Other than perhaps a bracelet, the accessories are limited to the hairband.
For emergencies, Molly has taken to carrying a flashlight at all times. It is small and red, powered by ten LED bulbs. They are bright as all fuck.
For the most part, Molly is a sociable and friendly young woman. She enjoys meeting people and talking to anyone she can find. For that reason, bartending seemed to be a logical choice for her when entering the workforce. Because of her early life, she was initially very self-conscious and quiet, but this changed quite quickly after moving to France and gaining the freedom to be who she wanted to be.
She has a strong spirit about her and rarely gets flustered, nervous, or scared (but will admit to laughing a bit more if she’s around someone she thinks is attractive). She has grown attached to the rest of the bar staff, acting as a family to her, and is a bit protective of them, especially new employees. She enjoys making new friends and going out with them on days off.
She has considered reassignment surgery in the past, but has decided against it for the time being. She has a fear of hospitals (one of the few fears she will admit to) and is trying to put it off as long as possible. In addition, the cost presents a bit of a problem, so she would have to wait until she saved enough to afford it, anyway. Really, though, it stems from a lingering doubt her father left with her which makes her doubt whether she would really want it in the end. This can be damaging to her if she dwells on it for too long.
Molly has learned to be a proficient bartender over her five years of employment with The World’s End. She is proficient in taking orders, mixing drinks, and flirting just enough to make the male customers buy a few more drinks before leaving. Her native language is Zulu, and she is also fluent in Xhosa, English, French, and knows a bit of Spanish and German.
She is a decent cook, having had to work in the bar’s kitchen initially, and can prepare most simply dishes. She is quite good at styling hair and makeup, mostly from experimenting on herself when she was younger and perfecting her work as she grew. She is especially good at dying hair, having showcased several different colors since she first started work in the bar.
Conversation has always come naturally to her. As a result, Molly has learned to use her linguistic ability to talk to customers and persuade them to stay just a bit longer than they normally would. She doesn’t manipulate them; rather, she is just very genial and inviting during a conversation, and those good spirits tend to rub off on other people. On the behest of her employer, she’s also taken to playing up her natural accent, since most seem to enjoy the “exotic” sound of it.
When she was younger, her father had forced her to learn to fight. However, this was more or less a useless endeavor, due to her passive nature and the fact that the man had no actual idea how to fight in a disciplined manor. As a result, all she was really taught was how to swing her arms wildly and not to hit below the belt (it wasn’t “manly”). Later on, though, she decided to take self-defense classes on her own. She is no expert, but can defend herself against the average attacker if she had to.
Molly Jonker, born Duncan, grew up in KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa. An average child, for all intents and purposes, they were decent in school, had a few good friends, played football and rugby (mostly by the urgings of parents), and had no major issues in life. He never expected much of himself, and neither did his parents.
This changed, however, around the age of twelve and the start of puberty. Duncan had never really felt very “manly”, as far as his father would define it: He had no real interest in the sports he played, most of his friends were girls from his class, and he showed no natural aggression or anger. After some time, he was suspected of being gay, something his father would berate him for numerous times a day (the father being an incredibly prejudiced man who was angered at the recently abolished Apartheid laws).
The abuse only led to further confuse him, to the point where he had no clear idea as to whathe even was. All Duncan really understood was that his father was a very rude and mean man, and that his insults weren’t helping the situation at all. He confided in a female friend of his, who accepted whatever he decided he was. With her help, Duncan began to realize he was really a woman.
For the next few years, she helped Duncan bring out his true self. It was at this point the name “Molly” was chosen, both of them agreeing it was much more appropriate sounding. Things went sour after Molly’s father found out about what was happening, though. Finding her trying on her friend’s loaned dress was enough to provoke him into assaulting her. She was then forbidden to ever see the other girl again.
Despite this warning, Molly continued to visit her friend at school as much as possible. Because of this, she was convinced, after graduating, to move to France by her friend’s urgings (citing heavily romanticized visions of the country). Her parents, happy to have their “defective” child off their hands, quickly handed over the money. Not long after, Molly arrived in Paris. Almost immediately after, she fully embraced herself as a woman, finally able to be herself.
In a phone conversation with her friend, she was again convinced of finding a bar to work in. Though initially confused as to why her friend thought it was a good idea, she quickly came to realize how much fun the work could be. She’d never been able to communicate with others as easily before, and it seemed like to element of presentation that bartending gave her helped to boost her confidence and allow her to meet others much easier than before. She began hormone treatments after earning enough to live comfortably enough in a small apartment.
She is currently employed at The World’s End, a bar that isn’t quite what it seems.
Last edited by John Smith on Thu Oct 23, 2014 2:17 pm; edited 2 times in total
I think you should at least add a baseball bat or a billy stick to her arsenal of nothing. If for no other reason than I want to see her brandishing it while on top of the bar, yelling very firmly for everyone to "break it up". And they listen.
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