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You say 'hellraiser' like it's a bad thing

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Created on 2011-12-24 00:46:17 (#1235195), last updated 2013-02-22 (234 weeks ago)

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Name:Grace Hanadarko
For Oklahoma City police detective Grace Hanadarko, self-destruction isn't just an imminent problem; it's an art form. In her early forties and as cynical as they come, she drinks too much, smokes too much, takes too many needless risks and sleeps with all the wrong men. She's defiant and unpredictable. Most people never know that she can also be kind and surprisingly tender, because the face she shows the world is wild, brash and out-of-control. Grace loves her job. She's good at her job, but she likes to call all the shots herself, and lives her life fast and hard like she has no need to answer to anyone.

Grace will be the first to tell you she doesn't believe in God. Too many horrible things have happened to her -- on the job and off -- for her to blindly accept that there's someone up there watching over us, with our best interests at heart. Each day is like her own personal challenge to the maker. She doesn't really want to be proved wrong.

Nevertheless, someone tries.

One night, after far too many drinks, she hits a man on the side of the road and uncharacteristically finds herself asking God for help. Help arrives in the form of Earl, a last-chance angel as traditionally angelic as a Christmas lawn ornament purchased at the local five and dime. He chews tobacco and looks like he would be more at home at a roadhouse than doing God's work, but the wings are real and so is his message: Grace is headed to hell if she doesn't turn her life around, and he's here to help her make the most of her last chance for salvation.

Grace still doesn't believe, but it's like the accident never happened. The next morning, there's a trace of blood on her shirt -- blood that she later links to Leon Cooley, a man who has been on death row for years.

It's enough to make a girl think, even one hellbent on living her life any way she sees fit. And the way Grace sees fit is with a lot of liquor, a lot of inappropriate affairs and very little of an angel named Earl.

Pity Earl isn't the compliant type.




Grace Hanadarko and "Saving Grace" are the property of TNT. Holly Hunter belongs to her own lovely self. This journal (formerly [livejournal.com profile] headed4hell) exists solely for role-playing purposes in [community profile] milliways_bar, from which no profit is being made.


"I wanna bust the world wide open the way you do when you're filled with youth.
I wanna engage with people and lovers and fellow cops.
I wanna be physical and I also wanna ask the big questions.
I wanna taste the tastes and fix´╗┐ the problems.
I wanna run headlong into chaos and bad guys and darkness
and friends and fun and laugh laugh laugh.
I wanna be the best friend and I wanna be the greatest aunt
and most complicated daughter.
I wanna be the mystery in the room and I want to be known."


[A note on icons: Most of my icons come from [livejournal.com profile] sir_gareth, [livejournal.com profile] winterfish, [livejournal.com profile] nomorecasualty and Hollow Art. I have lost track of which came from where, however.

Most of my icon keywords are episode titles. That might explain a few things.]
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