Bio.

GENERAL INFO.

Full Name: Jodie Lourenn Kane
Aliases: The Hudson Valley Vixen, Jo
Gender and Pronouns: Cis Female; She/Her
Place of Birth: Washington State, United States
Heritage: White Irish-British-American
Date of Birth: December 31st, 1979
Age: 37-47
Parents:

Siblings: N/A
Children: N/A
Other Family: N/A

Allergies: N/A
Addictions: N/A
Mental Conditions/Disorders: Complex Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (C-PTSD)
Physical Conditions/Disorders: N/A

APPEARANCE INFO.

Features: Soft yet angular features, with high cheekbones with doe-like eyes and plump lips. Jodie has an intricate tattoo of a moth on the back of her shoulders/across her spine, with many fantastical embellishments. She got the tattoo after securing her job as a funeral director in New York, as moths symbolize transformation, intuition, vulnerability, and a spiritual pull toward truth and inner light.
Voice Claim: Jaime Murray as Carmilla (Castlevania: Animated Series on Netflix)
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Black
Hairstyle: Shoulder-length, wavy hair with an off-center part and face-framing bangs.
Build: Slim yet curvy, with some muscle definition and a notable hourglass shape.
Height: 6 feet and 2 inches (approx. 188 cm)
Weight: 165 pounds (approx. 75 kg)

SOCIAL INFO.

Connections:

Relationship Status: Single
Sexuality: Questioning; Bisexual

MISC. INFO

Jodie’s homestead has a basement in which she conducts her “autopsies”, and is where her general base of operations is. It's quite often a body will be stored down there in a freezer.

Throughout her educational program in Westchester County, Jodie did internships at local funeral homes as a mortuary assistant.

Jodie's routine handling of fresh bodies and organs, in addition to her regular consumer base being of particular individuals, has sparked a curiosity toward cannibalism. Despite this curiosity, she has not (yet) made the leap and does not have concrete plans on personally preparing a meal of her own. She could be swayed to try someone else's cooking, however.

Jodie sells organs through a website known as Organ Mart, operated by "retired medical professionals and morticians currently looking for additional work." While the website states no corpses, Jodie's learned to preserve her products long enough for them to remain viable for multi-use purposes beyond cannibalism.

Many would describe Jodie as a social chameleon—someone who easily changes their behavior, speech, or mannerisms to fit in with different groups or social settings. And they wouldn't be wrong. Jodie doesn't take kindly to being perceived as vulnerable or weak. She doesn't want to be pitied by others, nor open the doors to be taken advantage of again. As such, she has learned to mirror others around her and play into their perceptions of her (within reason) to maintain the social advantage. It's a major symptom of her Complex Posttraumatic Stress Disorder (C-PTSD). She avoids situations and conversations that remind her of those vulnerable feelings.

Likewise, she also experiences a detachment from her thoughts and overarching sense of self in a manner akin to those with Depersonalization-Derealization Disorder (DPDR). However, she's missing many of the diagnostic criteria to be considered diagnosed, as the episodes are not persistent, nor do these feelings cause heavy stress that impacts her day-to-day life.

That said, Jodie's overall perception of said day-to-day life is... mixed. She can acknowledge the beauty of the small things, but she carries a very pessimistic and nihilistic view on humanity as a whole. She believes that there is no higher meaning or purpose to life, and that the inherent flaws and cruelty of humanity are the primary reason for this— Because humanity creates chaos without any ultimate reason or cosmic redemption, human existence appears both pointless and, at times, quite irritating. Despite this, her misanthropy does not make her cruel. While she looks at the greater picture with displeasure, she recognizes that others are in the same—if not very similar—positions as her. As such, she does try to maintain a chipper demeanor.

Her operations are entirely independent from Adam and his games. She's heard of them and is vaguely aware of their premise, but she finds the emphasis on publication tacky and, again, much too risky for her enjoyment. That said, it's not like she has no connections beyond her baseline operations. Quite the opposite! One of her most notable professional relationships is with Bob Arson, author of The Butcher and owner of Bob the Butcher's Meat Shop (who's written by Vendetta!). The two have quite a symbiotic relationship given the overlap of their professions. When one can't hunt, the other provides in some fashion or another, be it Jodie delivering cadavers or specific organs to satiate Bob's appetite or Bob offering pickings from his stock for Jodie to fulfill backlogged orders. As such, Bob is the only client of hers to have physically seen her in person. All other contact she has is conducted through encrypted chats and illicit courier services.

BACKGROUND.

Jodie Kane was born to fairly affluent parents living their retirement in Washington state's suburbia. She grew up unremarkable, breezing through her education and eventually enrolling in a state college to begin a mortuary science program. This decision required her to leave her family home, and thus she moved to Kirkland to attend the Lake Washington Institute of Technology (LWIT). While attending LWIT, she met Brayden Tate, a fellow mortuary science student with a passion seemingly as great as her own. The two quickly became inseparable, and eventually began to pursue a romantic relationship with one another.

However, as quick as their love had blossomed, it wilted.

Brayden took Jodie under his wing, and effectively cut off her own. She became more isolated, and focused less on her studies to appease her partner, who took advantage of her emotionally, physically, and sexually (though the latter was a rare occurrence, as he often sought out other avenues of gratification). Social circles she managed to land herself in were just as quick to cast her out, be it jealousy of being Brayden's partner or through rumors of an "eccentric nature" that made her unstable to be around. Regardless, the reality was that there was simply no love between the duo, and things only got worse as it came to light that Brayden was previously tried and non-convicted for domestic abuse. Enough became enough, and Jodie sought a way out.

And Brayden took notice.

One morning, after he had found out through mutual acquaintances that she went to the police in an attempt to file a protective order against him, he violently confronted her in their shared apartment. The confrontation grew physical, with Brayden nearly killing Jodie in the process. Narrowly escaping a fatal blow to the temporal region by dodging the lamp swung at her had caused Jodie to snap, and she was no longer fighting for her escape. She was fighting for her survival. It didn't take her long to make it to the kitchen island, where breakfast patiently awaited the two, and grab the bread knife sat atop it. Jodie attacked Brayden, and she won the ensuing fight. He was dead within minutes. Yet despite the circumstances, and the evidence in her favor, Jodie was ultimately convicted for his death, which lead to her expulsion from LWIT. This closed the door on Jodie's dream of becoming a mortician, though opened up a new one that she would not have expected.

While incarcerated, Jodie festered on the incident and the lack of justice. Likewise, she heard many stories that were similar to hers, and realized that the problem was much larger than it had ever seemed. And, if she were honest with herself, it felt good to bring an end to a life like Brayden's. To end a life that was, in the grand scheme of things, worthless. Wasteful. Something changed inside of Jodie, and she knew what she would do from that day forward.

After her sentence ended, Jodie moved across the country and found herself in Union Vale, New York. She had figured moving far from Washington state would allow her a fresh start, and it did. She enrolled in the Hudson Valley Community College's mortuary science program, and excelled with flying colors. She bounced around jobs before settling into a position as a funeral home director within Mount Vernon, though this wasn't the only thing she'd occupied herself with, as the routine did not distract her from her feelings toward her past. Commuting between her homestead in Union Vale and the city of Mount Vernon gave her an advantage, and she did well to make use of it.

Jodie would spend her off time in the city, frequenting its more popular districts and attracting the attention of less than savory men, much like Brayden. She followed headlines of domestic abuse and sexual assault, conducting her own investigations through the presence of crime blogs hosted across the Surface and Deep Webs, and inserted herself into them as subtly as she could. Small coffee shop conversations with mutual acquaintances, running into the man and acting oblivious to his story, and much more. Then, she hunted them. Stalked them and made them examples of what "true" justice looked like. She would take photographs of her deeds, posting them anonymously or selling them off to interested parties. Likewise, if the opportunity provided, she would simply take the body for herself, putting her expertise to use as she broke them down piece by piece to either dispose of, or to (once more) sell to parties who were willing to pay her price. As such, she's garnered an interesting list of clientele, and takes pride in knowing such. he reason she's never been caught, though, is due to said cleverness. When putting herself out there to garner the attention of these men, she goes to great lengths to conceal her identity and catfish them. Wigs, contacts, forged IDs, burner phones… and avoiding dating apps and social media due to their need for personal development. This seeming lack of technological capability tends to draw in the type of men she hunts, as they believe being with someone "like her" will make it easier to isolate her. Which may be true, but they never make it far enough to find out. This, and because those who have seen her distantly during her hunts recall her wearing a fox-like mask or some sort of head. Reports are conflicting on that matter, but she does adorn unique attire during her hunt.

Thus, the legend of the Hudson Valley Vixen was born.