Andy Fox

30. Racer. Diaries Of A Derogatory Diva BASICS Character full name: Andrea Elizabeth Fox Age: 30 Gender: Female     Sexuality: Bi-curious APPEARANCE: Andy appearance changes about as frequently as Chicago weather. She loves bright, flashy colors, and her hair will usually reflect her mood. Standing at about 5'5 in heels (when she wears heels), it's surmised that she could be considered 'short' by normal standards. Though she prefers jeans and cut off/dego tee's, Andy's not opposed to wearing skirts and/or dresses. Depends on her mood, but she's a grease monkey, meaning that more often than not, if it's not suitable to wear under the hood of a car, she usually won't be wearing it. Though not necessarily 'busty' per say, she makes up for what she's packing in the rear.  PERSONALITY: Andy is an extrovert to the extreme. Sarcastic, loud and highly boisterous. She's a lot of fun, and takes pride in her people skills, though not everyone sees her in the same light as she sees herself. Many times people will take her vivacious demeanor and skew it into arrogance or cockiness. Though don't always be deceived. Andy can be rather cocky, when the situation calls for it. She's blunt, bold with her attitude, and could give a rats ass what anyone thinks about her. This spunky nature, though, has it's ups and downs. Many times, men will be intimidated by her, making it slightly hard to find a decent boyfriend. And when she does happen to find one, they always seem to have a hard time keeping up with her ever-changing mood swings. Though generally, Andy's really easy to get along with when in the company of the right person, she can still drop gears into B*tch mode at the snap of a finger. This usually leads to loads of yelling and a possible broken nose. The stubborn, hard-headed Italian blood running through her veins is part of the reason why her hot-headed temper is so easily triggered, and having grown up in the streets of New York, she won't hesitate to break your jaw. Ironic for a Hello Kitty nut, but hey... Every girl has their thing. Before you turn your nose up, though, it takes a certain type of annoyance in a person to bring out this side in her. Otherwise, she's an overbearing ball of fun! The type to break out into song, crooning showtunes at the top of her lungs in the middle of a crowded street. The more obscure the idea, the better it seems in her mind. To sum her up visually: HISTORY: All Andy really knows of her childhood is her birth place. New York. Outside of that, her parents, what hospital she was born in; all those vital details were somehow lost in the vortex that is foster care. As far back as she could remember, Andy bounced from one foster home to the next. She was an orphan, but how she became one will likely always be a mystery to her. Having hired private investigators from all over in the hopes of gaining some form of knowledge of who she is, even for just a thread of hope, always left her heart broken and with no more knowledge than what she had before the expenses. The last name she carries with her; Fox, was the last name of the very first, and only couple who went through the entire process of adopting her. Ada and Jerry Fox. She lived with them from the time she was two years old until she turned nine, when a fatal car accident instantly took both of their lives. Having then lost two sets of parents, as she was informed by her senile adoptive grandmother that she had in fact been adopted, Andy lost her grip on life. The teenage years were rough. Her shattered outlook and gruff attitude made it very hard for anyone to even come close to penetrating the walls she'd built around herself. Inside, she was like a mausoleum. Piles of stone shrouding a hollow core that housed no life at all. She quickly learned how bitter thoughts can lead to a jagged edged tongue, and absolutely no foster home could handle her. She was foul mouthed, rude, and could at times be downright nasty. She rebelled at any point she could, and purposely went out of her way to disobey any rules set for the house. Eventually, the orphanage gave up on ever finding her permanent placement, and Andy sadly overheard a conversation between the board of directors and the owner of the orphanage itself. The gist of it was basically that if they couldn't find housing for her soon, they were going to have to put her into a correctional facility for her consistent behavior. She took this as being unwanted, which didn't come as much of a surprise, and packed her things one night, leaving the orphanage and choosing the streets instead. The first few months were extremely rough. She had to learn to steal, and do well enough with it to not get caught, just to have enough food to survive. She made her home from a cardboard box, a tarp she'd found in someone's trash and some bungee cords she'd stolen from a local store. Within those tiny confines, she stuffed newspapers around to keep her warm in the cold months, and managed to beg for enough money to buy a pillow and blanket. In the bitter cold months, she'd stand in line for hours waiting for housing at the local shelters, and relished in the meals they'd serve. In the midst of all this, she made several friends with other kids her age in the same predicament, and learned the ways of the streets. She'd have to fight to keep her virginity, as people have no shame when it comes to the homeless. Men would always attempt raping her, as though it really wouldn't matter because, after all, who would really care what happens to a girl living on the streets with now family to worry about her? That was until the fateful day she was caught breaking into and attempting to steal a rather... 'expensive' looking car. She was sloppy, and didn't get very far, but the owner (or so she thought was the owner) admired her spunk. A 55 year old man who did something for a living Andy would've never even fathomed. Boosted cars and sold them to the highest bidder. Seeing potential in Andy, he offered her a place to live with him out in a small town called Greenridge. A remote place, far from the city, and highly under the radar for criminal activity.  He'd offered her a chance to start over. Who would turn that down? Sure, it was a travel, but Andy found herself in new clothes, surrounded by the finer things life had to offer. It was unlike anything she'd ever experienced. Nobody in her life had ever been this kind, or generous for that matter. She could have anything she asked for. Amos was his name. Amos Carpenter. He said she reminded him of his daughter that had passed away of cancer only months before he'd come across Andy, and didn't have the heart to turn her back to the streets she'd come from. He saw something in her that no one else did, and that in itself gave her the motivation she'd never had to want to do something with her life. He taught her everything he knew about cars, how to race them, boost them, fix them, how to know when you're being swindled when attempting to buy them, and also taught her what would eventually become one of her favorite past times. Pool. When Amos eventually fell ill, Andy was 29. She took complete care of him, and though most wouldn't feel that changing the diapers of an elderly man is something they could imagine themselves doing, Amos had really been the only father type figure she'd ever had, and she didn't have the heart to put him in a home. Therefor, until the day he took his last breath, she was there by his side. Not that she didn't know that Amos had a bit of money to play with, but what she didn't know was that he had no other family to will anything to, and he was worth far more than he'd led on through the years. When he passed, she was contacted and informed that everything had been willed to her, and upon being read his living will and testament, realized he'd left her with 2.5 million dollars. She was shocked, and nearly appalled that he would leave such a large sum of money with her. Still, he knew that she loved him more for being the father she never had than any sum of money he could've ever left. But either way, it was hers now, and she was determined to invest it into something that would make him proud. That said, Andy had every intention on opening a garage. The unfortunate aspect was that Andy didn't anticipate a ghost from Amos' past to come back and haunt her after his death.... Agent Verbeck of the FBI.  All Andy really knew about this Verbeck was that he had a vendetta with Amos, and when he was somehow informed of Andy's existence in Amos' life, and that she also inherited money Verbeck didn't even know Amos had, his vendetta then shifted to Andy. Verbeck felt Amos owed him something, and it would be Andy who was now expected to pay up....  In his will, Andy was given a key to a safety deposit box which upon opening it, contained a letter giving very vague details on what Andy was to do. She was told all the money he'd left her was in several different bank accounts with her name as the beneficiary, but that Verbeck would be coming after her for it and she was to leave Greenridge and head to Monte Carlo. There she would find an old friend of Amos' who would explain things in more detail and help her free herself from Verbeck all together. With that, Andy packed without word to anyone and headed for Monte Carlo, Monaco.  What she didn't expect was for Verbeck to follow.  EXTRA INFORMATION: Andy loves American Muscle. Her currant car: A yellow 1965 Mustang Fastback Several Theme Songs:  Trouble: Pink Shut Up And Drive: Rihanna Live Ya Life: T.I. (Feat. Rihanna) Andy's fine. Central Standard Time. PB: Pink

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