Name: Tiffany Claudette Viscotti (Real Name: Timothy Claude Viscotti Jr.)
Age: 16 (appears 11 minus the PADS; October 17)
Gender: Ambiguous; though really a male, can go either way based on his appearance; only the Phantom should know Timothy is a dude. He dislikes anyone caling him "Tim" or "Timothy"
Appearance: 5' 6"; platinum blonde, wavy hair to her back (with some red highlights) with blue eyes; 38-C breasts
Personality: Timothy is a trans-gender female with a burning passion to be home in England. He migrated from Scotland to see a relative of his. Even though Timothy is a quiet, daring individual, he wishes to become a girl to see the bright side of things from the first start of life. His reaction to murder was neutral, since he has killed as a boy before and as a young adult. He also prefers to watch blood and murders anyway, since he grew rather sadistic. He shows as a kind, loving female who is withdrawn from others. However, he is not very psychotic, though the scenes of death turn him on. Sometimes, the smell of patchouli, cats, pollen, mold or dust drives him to a sneezing fit.
Bio: Timothy is a troubled, transsexual teenager with a passion for seeing killing and death. He is known to all in his home on Stratford-on-Avon, England... maybe except some other relatives of his. They call him "The Woman with the 3rd Eye" or "The Lolita's Bandit" since he was taking the surreptitious reputation as a psychothic serial killer. He seems to have some crazy tricks up his chests--and his sleeves. The surprises may be quite magical, so beware of this gentlewoman. He is otherwise nice, cheerful, and very, very, VERY (near-disturbing) feminite.
Tiffany was born a boy under his real name, "Timothy Claude Viscotti Jr." after Timothy Gerald Viscotti, his father. His mother, Agatha Marie Kilo, was there to care for him when they were in their 30s. Due to the unconditional belief that there was no such thing as things for men, Tiffany was raised to become a girl. Tiffany's room was so pink, he eventually thought that everything was pink. As he grew, he began to survive his years and hit his milestones correctly.
However, when taught the alphabet, he quickly learned without having anyone recite the letters to him. Tiffany recited everything himself Tiffany began to utter words a 2-year-old wouldn't usually say, such as "shit", "fuck", "wanker" or "whore". Strange enough, "Bitch" was the first uttered word in the end of his tot years. Shocked, Agatha asked him to say "mama".
He replied back with a baby voice, "Mother."
His father then asked, trembling as he trotted. "Say 'dada'."
Tiffany replied with his baby voice, "Father." In a nutshell, he baically learned adult language at two. Better yet, he probably ate the dictonary, since he was later one of the most gifted kids in the school.
Shocked, his parents screamed loudly and let him be for "two years while on their trip to Madagascar". After two years, a paper was on the front headline explaining that both were dead. Strange enough for a kid his age, he smiled at the paper. Soon, when it grew longer than that, Tiffany began to explore the house and eventualy managed it on his own as if he owned the house.
When Tiffany was four, he actualy began to teach himself to add, subtract, multiply and divide. When that excelled, he walked himself to school in a pink sailor's outfit at age six. Surprised at his wear, they allowed him to ear such there. However, when revealed the secret, everyone taunted him out of the school. Tearfully, he looked for a solution. He hated to hear the laughter of the snot-nosed brats.
When he found his dad's sword still left from the fencing meets back in the day, he charged with it at school by secet. Intelligently disguised as a parasol on a rainy day, he was able to surpass the systems. Walking to the bathroom, a bunch of men were in the girl restroom to reveal himself by taking off his undies. Tiffany immediately reacted by killing them in multiple slashes. Cleaning his rapier, he sheathed it and up, the parasol went.
He was also quite scared that he might be killed. Ironically, when he was seven, he tried to commit suicide. One of the "Ooga-Boogas"--an inhabitant that just happened to be hiding in their home--stopped him. It is unknown to why she hid, but it can be assumed that the "Ooga-Booga", Alice Dredline, wanted to help Tiffany live. Ever since that time, Alice has been cleaned and followed him everywhere he went.
When he was ten, Tiffany's hair was down to his lower thighs and he wore artficial PADS to conceal his identity. Alice was quite talkative of this, jestering of his breasts and his clothes. When Tiffany revealed that "she" was really a "he", Alice was a bit speechless but felt the same way.
When Tiffany was 12 (March 26), he ordered to get a transsexual transfusion from a boy to a girl. This is the day when the "he" became a "she". After being told by Alice that he was "flat as a pancake", he decided to defy her by getting a boob job and some feminine changes. He felt immensley relieved of his job well done, and he contnued to go on his merry way.
On June 12, when Tiffany was 14 something terrible happened to where it left her heart forever scarred. One time in Blackpool, Alice and Tiffany were playing real-life Frogger across the streets. Thanks to Tiffany's speed, she was able to play tag safely. Alice was rather reluctant to do the same simply since it was rather dangerous. Then, a speeding car was approaching her way going over 120 kilometers an hour. When Alice jumped, Tiffany tried to shout at her. It was no use, since she was fatally hit by the car. The car caused SO much damage, Alice's body was all bloody. Heroically, Tiffany went to save Alice from getting trampled by a tire from a car. Tiffany began sobbing out apologies, since she knew the game was dangerous. Alice forgave her and she died five minutes afterwards. Tiffany screamed her name many times, crying for her life back.
When Tiffany was fifteen, she hired ten butlers to take care of the home as he can go to Glasgow, Scotland by train to see her Uncle Donald Radford. Of course, she was quite rich back then. Afterward, she never returned from Blackpool. Tiffany first thought she was on the wrong train since it was dark and storming hard for England. When she got the invitation from the Phantom, she was utterly shocked that she even wanted her to be in such a 'Myon" (strange) place. When she sat down, the lady sounded rather seductive, but that wa her inner man talking to her. She didn't feel comfortable with the others in the train either.
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