Spicer

Jack Spicer is a tall wolf. She has unusual glow-in-the-dark eyes and inner ears in three shades of green, a dark brown speckled nose and paws, and a neon blue tongue. She has reddish brown short hair with natural russet and white streaks that she often keeps in a loose combed back style. The hair extends down into a fluffy mane on the back of her neck in streaks of darker reddish brown. Her soft fur is made up of various shades of reddish brown with white markings on her eyes, muzzle, toes, and tail tip. She has dark reddish brown spotting on her face, neck, shoulder, and hip; she also has minor white spots on her neck, shoulder, and hip. Her eyelids, ear tips, back toes, and tail tip are a darker reddish brown.

Spicer loves wearing simple classy vests with bowties. The bowtie is often white but can be different colors. Her standard vest is plain black with pockets on both sides and small white sleeves. She always wears a single gold ring earring in her right ear.

In anthro, Spicer prefers to wear classy suits with her usual bowtie. She often wears plain black ones with white undershirts, but she may wear a more fancy patterned vest if attending special events. When she isn't tending to the bar, she wears a white dress shirt and black pants.

Spicer might not have any magical powers or special abilities, but she can do some neat serving tricks with shot glasses and drinks!

Jack Spicer is full of charm and witty remarks. She remembers every face and every name that walks into her bar, and she considers all of them her friends. People often come to her bar seeking someone to talk to, and she's always willing to lend an ear. She'll listen to people's problems and grievances, and she'll offer people advice if asked. There are many secrets that people have told her that they'd never tell a close friend - confessions, guilty pleasures, past sins, and beyond. Every secret is between only her and the customer, and she would take all those secrets to the grave. She values the trust and privacy of her customers and would never want to sell them out without good reason.

Spicer is very social and outgoing. She'll be the first one to introduce herself and start conversations. She loves nothing more than to see someone smile, so she often gives out compliments to help brighten people's days. She's no party animal, but she'll help keep the party going. She sings along for karaokes, poses for pictures, and even performs for the customers with her various bar tricks. In fact, she welcomes any form of fun activity around her bar, as long as it doesn't involve breaking her shot and wine glasses. (Those things are expensive!)

She is a bit of a motormouth and tends to speak quickly; she can become difficult to understand. Though, unlike most people, she doesn't mind having to repeat herself over and over and over, and she never feels tired of talking. She likes to use this skill for fun and can read the ingredients on the back of shampoo bottles and other products at lightning speed.
When she's being serious, she drops the speedy chitchat and talks in a much more calmer tone.

With each new customer, there's plenty of stories to be told. Spicer loves to exchange stories with others and is always up for listening to people ramble. She loves to learn about new things, especially traditions and cultures, and likes to keep an open mind. She'll even do a bit of research on her own.
She has some respect and admiration for those who like to keep tradition and do things "the old way."

Spicer's customers have given her the title of "Spice Cabinet" due to how she utilizes her knowledge at the bar. Like a skilled chef preparing a fancy dish, she carefully picks out and only uses the information that she feels would help others. She'll think things through carefully and peppers her words to get the results she wants. She's always careful to never name names and only uses what she feels would be helpful. In the past, she has helped couples get together, friendships mend, and loved ones pick out gifts for each other.

Spicer does not enjoy or partake in gossip; she doesn't like spreading rumors about people. She believes that the best way to judge someone's character is by personal interactions instead of word by mouth.

She is a tomboy and doesn't mind getting her fur messy. (But she'd change to something other than her nice vest, first.) She'll climb trees and wrestle with people. She loves a good challenge once in a while. If people are misbehaving at her bar, she won't hesitate to strong-arm them out the door.

Spicer is a lesbian and, obviously, prefers ladies, especially if they're the classy type. She dislikes it when men flirt with and hit on her, but she puts up with it. She'll politely decline any romantic advances from them. When it comes to flirting, Spicer will never initiate it herself, but she'll welcome and even humor it from someone she likes, even if it's only in jest from a friend.

Her full name is Jacqueline Spicer, but she much prefers "Jack Spicer." It rolls off the tongue better, in her opinion. A simple "ma'am" or even "sir" would also suffice. She's not picky with formalities. If it works, it works. That's all she cares about.
But do not ever call her "lil' miss."

Spicer dislikes greasy and fast foods but does make an exception for fried foods. She admits that fried chicken and veggies might have been a top favorite, if not for all the grease.
Because of this, she can be pretty picky with food and prefers home-cooked meals instead of eating out. Her favorite dishes are difficult to find in a city with restaurants that rarely offers seafood.

Spicer currently resides in Luminea, where she lives in an apartment.

During most nights, she can be found tending to the bar at Squeaker's club.

Jack Spicer lived in Chromeill for several years, where she attended college alongside a few friends. After she graduated, she had difficulty in finding a job and was unemployed for two years. She ended up attending trial lab tests, because she desperately needed the money.

Luckily, nothing serious happened to her, and she ended up getting a job as a bartender later on.

During the rising rumors of impending war, Chromeill started introducing the idea of mass-producing computers and AIs for defenses, and a new malicious AI, Delta, appeared as a new member of the city council. They gave the citizens who disagreed the choice of staying or leaving, and most of Spicer's friends packed their bags and left. She lost contact with every one of them and never heard from them again.

Spicer only stayed another year, before she, too, made the decision to leave Chromeill, due to a disagreement with Delta herself. Like many, she felt that the city leaders were becoming too obsessed with their AI projects and wanted a new start. She followed her friends' path to Luminea, where she quickly made herself at home and got a job as bartender at Squeaker's club.

...and then she found an old friend again...