OoS: Joy Cunningham

My character for the private group - I'm so honoured I got invited at all. I worked really hard on Joy and got so worried all the details wouldn't add up so I really hope I did this right. C:/
I'll submit the full picture of her later into scraps. C: Oh and sorry I wrote so much, I got carried away...

And sorry again in advance because she's kind of a bitch sour young lady with temper issues. XDD;;

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Name: Joy Cunningham
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Height: 5"8
Division:Exorcist
Rank: Acolyte
Level: 1
Job: Novice
Weapon: Shotgun
Likes: Beer, weddings, the smell of fresh soil, redheads, hot weather, bulls, staying up late, busy markets, horse riding, spearing fish and most meat dishes.
Dislikes: Most everything at one point or another Raw vegetables, funerals, any comment about her mole, flip-flops, guys with long hair, rain and quitters.

Personality: For someone called Joy she sure isn't that merry. Loud, bossy and self-assured to the point of arrogant, Joy always tells things like they are or at least how she views them. She has a tendency to be snappy and sarcastic and thinks she's a lot smarter than she is. Joy has no problem with being a "simple gal" though she'll rip your throat out if you say to her face; generally she finds amusement in small things lives her life the way SHE wants it, the entire world be damned. She has a huge issue with taking orders from people and usually thinks she's better off doing it her own way, which despite often being a rather ugly and stupid way of doing things to most, usually works out fine. She is used to being judged and insulted so anything you say to her she'd probably heard before though that won't stop her from getting angry about it. She has huge anger issues and a tendency to raise her voice or get violent rather quickly. For all of her bad qualities though, Joy is a fighter and refuses to give in. Her family and friends mean the world to her and let god help you if you touch them the wrong way. She usually rubs people the wrong way and is fine with that cause the way she sees it at least she's being honest about it.

History: Born and raised in Poene, Joy lives on the Ridgemore Ranch that her family has worked on and owned for years now. Her father Earl takes himself to be the typical patriarch though her mother Wanda would beg to differ. They've been arguing about everything ranging from cows to weather ever since she was a kid and really she wouldn't have had it any other way. Despite the constant bickering there was always an underlying bond, respect and trust for each other that no silly argument would break. And quite frankly, Joy liked the noise. The family pretty much communicated solely by arguing and really, it worked in the end and work always got done. Joy was a social kid; she always liked talking to people and even insisted on tagging along when her father went to the local village to sell off produce; she'd always wished she'd had a bigger family with more siblings. But sadly Joy only had the one sibling and one she wasn't exactly fond of, either. Jolene, older by two years, was the day to Joy's night. She flaming auburn hair and eyes of emerald green, a pretty smile and a soft voice. And when Jolene went to town, the friendly rowdy atmosphere that Joy so liked disappeared and was replaced by a quiet admiring of her beautiful sister. Joy didn't want to but part of her hated her. And Jolene could tell so she tried her best to get along with Joy, it was in her nature to do so after all. But they were simply too different; it was ridiculous how little they agreed on. And that was pretty much it; Joy was convinced her life would ever change or get any more complicated, something she was relatively glad of.

Now ever since she was seven Joy had been blessed. But she was a backwater gal and really, there was no reason to think of her gift as anything special. All she did was make her headaches go away, after all. It was only when she was about twelve that she began noticing how quickly they went as the summers got fiercer and you were more prone to a heat migraine. But Joy just shrugged it off as her being thick-skinned and that was all there was to it for a long time. And in this time, her life moved along. Joy got married at sixteen to a twenty-year old "merchant" called Joshua who was widely disapproved of by the villagefolk due to his mischievous nature though that was just what she liked about him. He also had a little secret she soon found out; he was a bootlegger. Usually alcohol wasn't a problem but in such a small traditional little village it was a huge problem and was prohibited. Joy enjoyed that part too; the danger of being caught was a thrill and she'd always been a thrillseeker. But after only a year their relationship, which had been so loving before turned stale and both of them could barely deal with each other. Joy'd always been from a family of bickerers and assumed it was natural but Joshua couldn't deal with her incessant yelling and they soon got divorced.

Joy was frustrated; Jolene's marriage had worked out fine. Plus, she'd gone and married some Fancy Dan rich guy! Why didn't it work out for her? On a warm rainy night, Joy stayed out too late and caught a nasty fever; it was stupid, yes, but it was no real surprise. The surprise came the next morning after when she immediately busied herself with farmwork to vent out her frustrations despite supposedly being ill. She got lectured on it by her parents for a while before they noticed that Joy didn't have a fever. Not even the sign of one; no symptom in sight. Her parents were relieved by confused; it didn't quite seem normal. What made it weirder was them remembering that this wasn't the first time Joy'd suddenly recovered from something fever or cut; it actually happened quite a lot. Next time her dad went to town he took Joy with him to the local doctor to check her out and make sure she was okay. The results were better than good; Joy was fine, no, better than fine because she was a blessed. Her parents could hardly believe it; there was simply no way Joy could be blessed. Surely he'd made a mistake, surely it was Jolene that was the blessed one. They went so far as to take her to the small clinic too but the results stayed the same - only Joy was blessed. Now her parents were unsure of what to do with her; they'd clearly barely even heard of a blessed and certainly had no idea what they'd do. Thankfully a travelling clergyman happened to be in town and came to the farm after news of Joy's gift came to light. He told her (and her parents) about what it meant to be blessed and what a great honour it was. Honour... well, Joy wasn't really sure about that; something like honour didn't mean much to her. Heck, she'd rather just work on the farm for the rest of her life! But something about the man's demeanor made her change her mind; he seemed genuinely passionate about this and really implored her to use the gift she'd been blessed with as he, too, wished he was blessed. With her parents' blessing, she followed the clergyman back to his Clementia where she began training for real. She's new to the city life and new to being a blessed, but hey, it's a new challenege and she's never back down before.

Other:
Joy's blessed stone is in her flower clip; it is bright red.
She's not an insomniac by any means but does have difficulty sleeping and staying asleep. She explains this by saying she doesn't like not having control.
She's a good cook and tends to cook when she's angry so don't be surprised to see a whole table of uneaten food when she's in a mood. Which is often.
Dislikes being referred to by her surname as it's not her family name (due to her marriage).
Just to be clear, her parents ARE proud of her but also kind of have no idea what being a blessed really means.
She has a very potty mouth. Not just swearing but all manners of dirty dirty things. She doesn't even get why you can't say them.