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Broken Wings
Broken Wings
Author: Celéste

Characters

Author: Celéste
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-19 07:14:31

Characters:

Name: Helena Lynch (Lena)

Stage Name: Raven

Age: 27

Occupation: Stripper (under coercion)

Current Situation: Trapped in a toxic strip club environment, manipulated by her controlling “boyfriend” and drug dependency.

Appearance:

• Slim build, sharp cheekbones, and pale skin that looks even starker under the club lights; 5’0” tall.

• Jet-black hair with messy bangs she sometimes cuts herself.

• Dark, tired eyes with heavy eyeliner—a mask of confidence, though the sadness still bleeds through.

• Off-stage, she wears oversized hoodies and jackets she can disappear into.

• Always appears a little anxious, a little wired—like she’s constantly bracing for something.

Name: Eric Perez

Alias: Riko

Age: 36

Occupation: Unofficial manager/pimp at the strip club; acts like he owns the girls, as he’s the one who recruits them.

Current Situation: Lena’s controlling “boyfriend”—manipulative, violent, and emotionally abusive.

Appearance:

• Muscular, gritty build with an intimidating physical presence; 5’11” tall.

• Sharp, aggressive features: a perpetually clenched jaw, eyes that burn through people, usually under a furrowed brow.

• Buzzed hair, some stubble—never fully clean-shaven.

• Always in dark, fitted clothes—leather jacket, boots, a chain; carries himself like he’s untouchable.

• His voice is low, coarse, and threatening, even when “calm.”

Name: Jackson Reyes

Prefers to be called: Jax

Age: 32

Occupation: Detective Inspector (DI)

Current Situation: The best detective in the station—once he focuses on a case, he won’t let it go until it’s solved.

Appearance:

• Black, shoulder-length hair, often messy from stress.

• Grey eyes, sharp and unblinking—he studies people like he’s already seen their worst.

• Thick eyebrows always knitted into a scowl, even when relaxed—gives him a permanently angry expression.

• Wears plain clothes: a worn brown leather jacket, jeans, and scuffed boots; avoids suits.

• Scar on his jaw and knuckles; rugged look; 6’0” tall.

• Stands tall and moves with quiet authority—people feel his presence before he speaks.

Other characters:

The Club Members:

Name: Gloria

Alias: Mama G (by the girls at the club) – The Matron (by the clients)

Personality and Appearance:

• Harsh, strict, emotionally detached; enforces brutal discipline to keep the girls alive; bitter, sharp-tongued, but secretly protective

• Respected and feared by everyone in the club

• 55-year-old, stern and commanding presence; hair always tightly pulled back; wears dark, structured clothes and heels

• Sharp features, tired eyes, faint scar on collarbone; Always put-together—dark lipstick, manicured nails

Name: Monica

Stage Name: Ivy

Personality and Appearance:

• Quietly observant, with a sadness in her that she rarely speaks about; obeys the rules, keeps her head down—she’s learned the cost of resistance; wary of Riko and terrified of Mama G, but hides it well

• 26-year-old; brown, shoulder-length wavy hair; green eyes, often guarded; slender, but looks worn down from exhaustion and stress

Name: Connie

Stage Name: Cherry

Personality and Appearance:

• Flirty, sassy, and always ready with a sharp comeback; lives loud—laughs hard, curses often, and doesn’t hide her bitterness; doesn’t trust easily and always assumes the worst about people

• Jealous of Lena’s closeness to Riko, and constantly picking fights with her; deep down, afraid of being replaced or forgotten

• 32-year-old; dyed red hair with loose curls, always styled to stand out; heavy makeup—red lipstick, glitter eyeshadow, fake lashes

• Flashy clothes on and off stage—tight jeans, fur-trimmed jackets, loud earrings; smokes menthols and chews gum constantly; tall heels, sharp nails, and a don’t-mess-with-me walk

Name: Alexandra “Alexia”

Stage Name: Domina

Personality and Appearance:

• Obedient, precise, and deeply loyal to the club’s rules; believes survival depends on discipline—never breaks routine, never steps out of line; doesn’t cause trouble, but will report other girls if she thinks their actions might bring risk

• Feared by some of the girls for being a “perfect soldier” to Mama G and Riko; sees emotions as dangerous—especially compassion

• 24-year-old; hair always neat—sharp bob; minimal but flawless makeup—professional and polished; wears club-mandated outfits with exactness, no modifications; carries herself like she’s already one step ahead of everyone else

Name: Sophie

Stage Name: Doll face

Personality and Appearance:

• Innocent, timid, and clearly out of place; tries to stay strong, but her fear shows in every gesture; clings to any kindness, especially from Lena; still believes people might help her if she asks the right way

• Struggles to understand the rules of survival—still learning the hard way; Mama G is harsh with her, trying to “break her in” before the men do

• 18 years old but Riko forged a fake ID for her making her 22

• Big doe eyes, soft round face—why the clients nicknamed her “Doll Face”; long blonde hair often tied in ribbons or simple ponytails; petite, almost childlike frame—amplifying her vulnerability; light makeup at first, but the club starts layering more on her to make her “sell”

Name: Vince

Occupation: Front-facing businessman, acts like the “respectable” face of the club

Personality and Appearance:

• Cold, calculating, sees girls as profit; pretends to care about “reputation” and legality, but turns a blind eye; keeps records, coordinates with other gangs, launders money

• Late 40s, balding, always in a cheap suit trying to look expensive; wears cologne to hide the stench of alcohol; smiles with dead eyes; always on his phone or behind the bar office—never gets his hands dirty

Riko’s Men:

• Luis – The quiet one who observes everything. Prefers black suits and always wears silver chains and rings.

• Ozzy – Aggressive and loud; treats girls like property. Always in a tank top, showing off his tattooed arms.

• Milo – Appears kind to gain trust, only to later betray or hurt those who believe him. Always in a black leather jacket.

• All of them are always armed (knives, brass knuckles, etc.). They reek of cigarettes, sweat, and cheap cologne. Fiercely loyal to Riko, they handle enforcement, intimidation, transport, and the "training" of new girls. They act like predators—some more sadistic than others.

The Club Bouncers

• Brick – The largest and most silent; never seen smiling.

• Tank – Loyal only to Riko; takes pleasure in putting people “in their place.”

• Knox – Rough with clients and cruel to the girls.

• Red – The youngest; unpredictable, sometimes laughs at others’ pain.

• All of them guard the entrances, handle unruly clients, and ensure no girl tries to run. They see everything and report anything. Built like walls—tall, broad-shouldered, with shaved heads or tight fades. Dressed in black shirts, cargo pants, and combat boots. Arms crossed at all times—unless dragging someone out or blocking a door.

Content Warning:

This story contains themes and depictions of sxual assult, r*pe, non-consensual acts, gr*oming, sx traffcking, and dr*g use. Reader discretion is strongly advised. These topics are part of the narrative and may be distressing or triggering for some individuals. Please take care while reading.

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