Rachel Fitch • Beta • Bobcat • Age: 22 • DOB: 08.09.90 • Origin: Port Jefferson, NY
FC: Emma Stone • FC FLEXIBLE • Status: OPEN • Player: N/A • URL:
FCs to Consider: Juno Temple, Lily Loveless, Mary Elizabeth Winstead.
“It’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.”
Daredevil; Brazen; Feisty; Tenacious; Fatalistic.
History: Rachel Fitch was born and bred on Long Island in a town that bustled with activity in the summer, Port Jefferson. The place was an odd merging of many ideologies: by the shore were high class hotels and restaurants, like Danfords by the ferry docks, but just on the other side of town were sweet shoppes and vegan cafes and psychics with pagan supplies. She loved the eclectic nature of her town, even growing up. At heart, Rae was a simple girl. She liked the variety of people, the beautiful location, the smell of the salt water and the taste of the fresh fish. It was perhaps this love of simplicity that, when the time came to apply to colleges, landed a school in Kentucky on her list in addition to her tri-state-area options. When Rae got into both Centre College in Kentucky and Stony Brook on Long Island, she realized she had to experience first-hand what it was all about if she was going to go country. Who knew if she could even handle all that mud? So Rae and her dad flew out to Danville to tour the school and, after asking her fair share of questions, Rae decided Centre College was the placed for her: she would major in Mathematics.
Rae was always a risk-taker by nature. Her first week at Centre during New Student Orientation, she was already out after hours exploring the new town. She’d been to Vegas and she’d been to Nashville—two of Rae’s favourite places—but she’d not yet spent a lot of time in a place like this. Rae went to the Central Kentucky Wildlife Refuge for a hike that Sunday morning, not for one second realizing just what a range of wildlife might be finding refuge there. On her hike, she was knocked over by a bobcat in hot pursuit of something or other. It was just a scratch. No fancy stories like other lycans she’s spoken to; no deaths, no traumas. Just a scratch changed her life. So in addition to adjusting to college life, Rae also had to adjust to the beast inside of her. It was really rough for awhile because she felt she had to go it alone. On fall break, Rae went into the city and protested the Tea Party movement just to feel less alone; to get some perspective, to feel like a part of something bigger than the mess she was currently in. That’s when she met Johnny, this indie rocker guy with a penchant for trying to completely change the world. She liked that in a man: unbridled, ridiculous ambition for something so pragmatic it bordered on impossible. It amused her. When it turned out he went to Centre College as well, she knew it was fate. Things like that don’t just happen out of nowhere, Rae believed. Johnny was her sign, her proof that everything was going to be okay: she’d been sent a friend.
Trouble was, as much as Rae loves herself some risk, her lycanthropy was too new, even to herself. She couldn’t bring herself to tell her new friend what had happened to her, so Rae bottled it down to prevent any harsh judgments she wasn’t yet ready for. Instead, she wound up introducing Johnny to this other guy on her floor she’d been hanging out with, Ash Carter. Rae never would have guessed that the surfer boy and the indie rocker would have a damn bit in common, but it turned out that they all made really great friends. They had two big things in common: a love of music and a love of extreme sports. The trio sealed their new friendship by jumping out of a plane together over winter break. Definitely not the smartest decision, but all of their bad decisions always seem to turn out with the best stories. In between wave jumping back at Ash’s hometown, rock climbing and cliff jumping off of mountains upstate New York, storm chasing one summer throughout the south, and a slew of other questionably sane activities, the boys discovered Rae could sing. Rae never really thought much of her voice herself and was very modest about it, but they assured her she had the pipes they needed, and it flattered her. It made her feel like she really belonged.
Then, Rae made a mistake. She wasn’t thinking. Ash had wanted to come visit her on Long Island in the summer in the high season so he could ride the ferry and taste real Manhattan clam chowder, and she’d agreed to the dates he’d picked, not even thinking about consulting the moon phases for the week. But of course, the full moon came; that night, Rae snuck out of the house as quietly as she could, but something must have caught Ash’s attention, because before she knew it, he was beside her, and she was panicking, and falling, and grabbing—and then he was changing too. It was the first and only ‘extreme sport’ Rae had ever done without Johnny: running wild through the streets of a dockyard town. She felt guilty for not telling Johnny earlier when they got back to school, especially now that not only did Ash know, but he shared her disease. The guilt was amplified when Johnny opened up to her about the divorce his parents were going through and how it was affecting him; she knew she couldn’t hold back his judgment any longer. Using the Supreme Court case as a lead-in, she finally told Johnny what she… and Ash… were. Rather than looking at her with disgust, or fear, or loathing, his eyes held a spark of excitement. Johnny… liked that about her. And suddenly, Rae knew it was all going to be alright. When Ash decided not to move back to California after his graduation, Rae took that as another sign. She was the one who suggested the crazy idea that they all just stick together and restart their lives. The boys—especially Johnny—were skeptical at first, but they agreed to give up their respective city lives and “go country,” hoping to escape the complexity of their own fates. The trio moved to Pickens this year.
Personality: Rae’s a simple girl at her core: she believes some of the basic tenants everyone is told growing up. She believes in fate and signs from above, even if she doesn’t claim any specific religion. She believes in karma and that the energy you put out comes back to you; that good people get good things. And she believes in luck. Rae has always considered herself a lucky girl, even when life got to be almost too much to bear. Even the hardest things are just lessons we teach ourselves. On the outside, Rae’s belief in luck goes to the extreme. Luck, combined with her mind for statistics, probability, and other mathematics, have made Rae a gambling girl (which is why she likes Vegas for vacations). To her, there’s nothing like a good game of blackjack at the tables or a round of poker. She’s brought this love back with her to Pickens, holding poker games every Saturday night for anyone of their friends who’ll come. The stakes? Depends on who’s playing. Rae will gamble with pretty much everything she has and she knows it. But hey, Rae thinks that only the boring are bored and she’d much rather lose a big bet and laugh it off than play safely. Where’s the fun in playing it safe? What you risk reveals what you value.