Pamela Brown

Registry of the Evolved Database

File #30 Oct 2008 01:31

Summary

Name Pamela Brown Aliases Status Unregistered Evolved Ability Animal Telepathy Gender Female Race/Eth. Caucasian Birthdate May 6, 1983 Age 25 Height 5'11" Build Curvy Eyes Blue Hair Blonde Residence New York, New York Employment Formerly Exotica, Veterinary Tech Parents Donna and Keith Brown Siblings Marital Status Single Children First Seen Honeysuckle Last Seen Red and Black Profile Pamela Brown is a veterinary technician trying to become a vet. She gets paid peanuts at an animal shelter, dances at Exotica for enough money to make a living, and generally tries to keep those two parts of her life very, very separate. She's good with animals.

portrayed by Adrianne Palicki

Background

Pamela Brown was born in a commune in Texas by the name of Sunshine City, which was sort of a misnomer due to the fact that it wasn't a city at all. She narrowly avoided being named Honeysuckle by her hippie mother, so it became her middle name.

For the first twelve years of her life, Pam was raised in an agricultural environment - cow milking, farming, the whole deal. From an early age Pam loved animals, and she was good with them. She shadowed the commune's veterinarian and knew what she wanted to be when she grew up.

The farm life ended when she was twelve; her mother and father had been arguing for several years by then. Her father had been a little reluctant with the hippie crap to begin with, and Pam became a point of contention for her parents to war over. In the end, Keith Brown won custody of Pam and moved to New York.

New York was a huge culture shock. It was big. It was noisy. It was crammed full of people. Pam was put into school. She'd been home-schooled before, and she was horribly, painfully shy. She floundered miserably until she was fourteen and discovered a litter of kittens that required saving in an alley; she brought them to an animal shelter and proceeded to go there every day to help out where she could.

The shelter was good for her. The people at the shelter were kind; finally, Pam had found some friends, and with friends came more confidence. She had a goal now: she was absolutely certain she wanted to be a vet. That meant studying and getting good grades. Her participation in class improved, and she finally started gaining confidence. A boyfriend or two ensued over the next few years.

The work at the animal shelter paid peanuts, when it paid at all. Pamela was scraping together cash for school. Her father remarried a woman Pamela didn't mind, and he seemed happier for it, and a little more cash was coming into the household with the addition of Suzanne. The shelter managed to find money to hire her when she was eighteen, but she still had to work a job waitressing and student loans sunk her into debt. By the time she was finished her baccalaureate she didn't have the money to go post-baccalaureate. Suzanne was making noises about her moving out. Pam decided she liked Suzanne less and started looking for a place to live.

She found a crappy place, moved in with her meager belongings, and worked her job and volunteered, starting her first year in her doctorate. She kept odd hours, and when she had time to do laundry, the only other person in the laundry room was a girl called Stacy, who worked as an exotic dancer. Stace suggested Pam could pick up more money as a stripper-slash-exotic dancer, and while Pam wasn't sure at first, the idea started sounding better as the months passed and money kept disappearing.

Working as a vet tech required passing a board exam; Pam was partway through the prep work. She did it on her waitress money, the shelter having been unable to pay her for a year. She eventually went with Stacy to Bare Facts, the club where Stacy worked, and got a job that paid a lot better than waiting tables though involved less clothing. She didn't use her real name; in the club, she was Honeysuckle or Honey. While she'd always been good with animals, she felt her bond with them strengthen; she knew what they were feeling better than ever before, felt she could soothe them more easily. It seemed natural enough.

She passed the board exam when she was twenty-four; she was in her first year of her doctorate exam when the Kirby Plaza explosion happened.

Stace was gone; Keith and Suzanne moved away. Pam still had school, even if she was down an apartment and a job. There were other strip joints in town, though, and she found a job at a place called Exotica. People don't stop wanting to see nearly naked girls just because part of a city blows up; if anything, they're more willing.

It wasn't until February 17th, 2007 that Pamela began to question her skill with animals. It was pretty uncanny how she connected with them now; sometimes she got flashes of insight that surprised her, and the idea that she might be Evolved crossed her mind.

Psych Profile

Evolved Ability

Receptive Animal Empathy: Pam knows how animals feel. She doesn't have to think about it or concentrate, she just knows. If they're injured, she knows where. She knows their basic emotions - if one is scared, she knows, though that one's easy. It's a subtle ability, one that hardly seems like an ability at all, save for being able to tell how a cat is sick and the like.

Projective Animal Empathy: Pamela can nudge the emotions of animals as she likes. She most often uses this to soothe animals if they're frightened; she could make them angry or hostile, but she's not likely to do that.

Animal Telepathy: Pamela's use of this ability is very limited. She has to be touching the animal for it to work and doesn't know how to do it consciously as of yet. If a dog is barking at something, she might be able to get an impression of what it's barking at, though she might just write it off as she doesn't think she has powers. In theory she could give an animal simple commands, but she hasn't done so yet.

Pamela is presently unable to control animals and it would probably freak her the hell out.

Appendices

Pam and Honeysuckle

Pamela usually comes across as wholesome, which is pretty funny considering how she pays the bills. Dancing requires a sort of stepping out of herself mentally. While not precisely shy (hello, stripper), she's introverted. While friendly, she's happy reading a book. She absolutely loves animals, and animals like her. She's a little more comfortable with animals than people sometimes. She would really seem like a goody two-shoes if it weren't for her job, and that aspect of her job kind of appeals to her. It's nice for a good girl to be a little bad from time to time, and that's her outlet. Pam remains eternally grateful that 'Honeysuckle' is only her middle name and not her first, but it does provide a pretty skanky stripper name.

(The Night Job's Repertoire)

1. AC/DC - Highway to Hell (Lyrics)
2. Big & Rich - Comin' to your City (Lyrics)
3. Big & Rich - Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy (Lyrics)
4. Brooks and Dunn - Play Something Country (Lyrics)
5. Chris Isaak - Baby Did a Bad, Bad Thing (Lyrics)
6. Everlast - Folsom Prison Blues (Lyrics)
7. Everlast - White Trash Beautiful (Lyrics)
8. Gretchen Wilson - Redneck Woman (Lyrics)
9. Kenny Chesney - She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy (Lyrics)
10. Kid Rock - Cowboy (Lyrics)
11. Miranda Lambert - Kerosene (Lyrics)
12. Trace Adkins - Honky Tonk Badonkabonk (Lyrics)

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Skills & Traits:

Veterinary Medicine: Pam might not be a full-fledged vet yet, but she's got lots of experience. She can answer most questions about the care and feeding of animals and pretty much any question about household pets.

Farm Girl: Due to her upbringing, Pamela knows some pretty good stuff about growing crops and managing animals. She knows how much water crops need, when to pick and when to prune, how to milk a cow, how to churn butter, and basically do to do a lot of hippie commune things. She's really great at a campsite.

Riding: Pam knows how to ride around on a horse, which is not the most useful skill in New York, but whatever. It's a skill. She doesn't know 'proper' riding - if she was in a riding competition, she wouldn't place - but she can stay on horses and knows how to handle them.

Dancing: Pamela can shake her booty. The less that is said about this, the better. She's no great talent, doesn't really have training, but she does okay. It pays the bills. No one's likely to say 'what an amazing dancer'. They're more likely to say, 'wow, that dancer was really tall' or 'was that a mole between her eyes?' She does her best but she doesn't love what she does.

Waitressing: Pam can balance a lot of stuff on a tray. For serious.

Pool: Lots of strip joints have pool tables. Lots of strippers hustle pool.