Bambi Jo Lee Sugarbaker

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It wasn't that she was abused as a child, more neglected really. Born in 1981 Bambi grew up in a small of Marfa, Texas in one of the cities many fine trailer parks. Early in life she learned that she'd be best just leaving her alcoholic father alone, since all he ever did was drink and promise to kill the hunter that shot and killed his wife, Bambi's poor mother. Really that suited her just fine since there was way more fun to be had running the streets anyway. She was quickly given the reputation of the trouble child, and tourists were warned not to let their kids play with Bambi. So instead she and her friends from school would do what every other young small town kid would do - steal boozze from their parents and take drugs.

In 1995 something happened that changed Bambi's life forever. She and her friends broke into the movie theater for a private screening of a just released movie, The Craft. Bambi was already pretty sure there was -something- going on out there, after all the Marfa Lights didn't just come from nowhere. So like many teens Bambi ran out and got some books by SilverRaven Wolf and she and her friends formed a Coven, dedicating themselves to their new Wiccan faith. Of course, it really was just an excuse to get everyone together for a good time, Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll were still paramount to these kids. But there was something different about it for Bambi, it felt too real. I mean sure, sometimes the spells felt silly and didn't work but she still felt like there was much more here than meets the eye.

She started to study and actually read about the faith. She didn't mind so much that it was a new religion, after all, wasn't rock just ways of paying homage to old ideas in new and interesting ways? That's how she felt about her worship of the Greek Gods.

Tired of life with her dad and dealing with the nonsense of high school Bambi dropped out at the age of 16. With the help of a beat up old pick up truck and a fake ID she got a job as a waitress at a strip club off the Interstate. The owner knew she was only 16, everyone in the area knew everyone else, but she was pretty enough that he didn't care and the Sheriff tended to leave them alone so long as she kept her clothes on. When she turned 18 she got promoted to dancer. She made OK money but really there wasn't much money to be had from truck drivers and local drunks. So she packed her costumes, and her records and her books and her movies into the back of her truck and hit the road, headed for Austin.

Intrigued by the city's motto of "Keep Austin weird" she was pretty sure she'd be able to find work easily and find a new Coven. And that she did. For 5 years (from the age of 19 to 23) she worked two jobs, stripping at night and working part time at a local occult shop during the day. She was also incredibly active in the Pagan community, known for being knowledgable and incredibly faithful and, of course, having a very powerful soul.

In 2004 something happened on Halloween night that would change Bambi's life forever, or more accurately, end it. There was, of course, a HUGE party for the Samhain. They'd cleared out a field. The entire pagan community was there either in elaborate costumes honoring their pantheons or entirely moon clad, as Bambi was. There were bands, a bon-fire, ritual after ritual, ritual sex, ritual drugs and just sex and drugs. It was a hedonist's wet dream. Heady with "mead" and a handful of different pills Bambi finds herself wandering the party when she's pulled aside and told there's some Green Man dressed guy out in the clearing who's been asking about her.

She makes her way out to the clearing and there he is, in one of the more elaborate costumes she'd seen all night, everything was right about it, the beard, the hair and even, somehow, the terrifying and wonderful Presence. They sat and talked and fucked and talked some more. They talked about religion, they talked about music, they talked about movies - you know, the important things.

He took her back to his place when the festivities started to die down and the funniest thing happened when they were fucking just before the sun came up. She died. She woke up the next night and though she was sure SOMETHING was different she didn't really know what. It wasn't until Satyr (which is the only name she knew him by) explained what he really was and what he'd done that she realized that she hadn't taken a single breath since waking.

For three years they traveled and lived wild and wicked lives. He preached to her about the Crones and taught her the stories of her clan, her bloodline - the Carnons and it's legendary creator John Carnon. For three years she lived wildly and rampantly until Satyr woke one night with a rather Masquerade unfriendly set of horns. Deciding to go out the same way that John Carnon did he left her and very likely went down in a firey frenzy of hunters.

It was at that time that Bambi started having strange dreams when she went down for the day. There were two that seemed to be reaccuring.

The first is she is wandering the woods looking for Satyr and finds him in the company of Pan. They are talking and eating and playing music. The only food they are eating are blood peaches, blood pouring down their chins every bite they take. She goes to take a peach and it held back, both by Pan and Satyr. She is not ready, they tell her. She hasn't found it yet.

The second dream was a strange variation of the mythos of the Hero Atlanta. She is to race her in an attempt to marry the Hero and while she is racing Atlanta throws blood peaches at her feet. When she bends to get one her hands and feet are tied up in weeds and vines. Every time she manages to break free and she catches up with Atlanta another peach is thrown and she's caught up again in the tangle. Finally she makes it to the finish line, Atlanta, appearing as the Crone, is standing on the other end with an axe in hand. "You have not found it yet" she says as she moves to swing the axe to decapitate Bambi.

2 + 2 has always equalled 4 so Bambi packed her pick up truck (which broke down just outside of Atlanta, the piece of shit) and headed for Altanta, hoping that the Crone is leading her where she needs to be to find "It".