Ivy Octavia Waverley was born on May 1st, 1993, into a family who put great stock in their psychic abilities. Her mother was a clairvoyant who charged tourists exorbitant amounts of money to sit in a dimly lit room and listen to the vaguest possible tidbits ostensibly about their futures but usually for the most part about their pasts, and her father was an aura reader who tended to experience other people's moods and personalities as a sort of numerical value that no amount of prodding could make him explain. So there was a decent amount of pressure on Ivy from a young age to have some sort of psychic manifestation. People wondered from the moment she was conceived what she would be. A dream walker, maybe, wandering through other people's heads at night? A psychometric, rattling off complex histories of objects just by touching them?
It turned out that she took after her father. Not quite in the same way, perhaps, but as soon as she was able to speak she was cheerfully telling people what color they were in her little lisping voice. She experienced other people in a flurry of color, seeing that even before their faces, so that she would often refer to people as things like 'blue lady' or 'firetruck man' after their predominant colors. That, luckily, was something she eventually grew out of - even if she did retain a tendency to remember people by their auras, she would at least refer to them by name.
Something of a contradiction in terms, Ivy grew up a fiercely girly creature with a fascination with technology. It was a surprise not to find her at any point dressed up in florals and frills with a screwdriver in one hand and half of a dismantled clock radio in the other. She liked to know how things worked, the inner circuitry, and taught herself with books and the internet how to do everything from changing a fuse to adding neat if useless LEDs to things to building little robots that would roll their square bodies laboriously across her bedroom floor. All the while being that girl who took an hour to get ready, not counting the shower - the popular girl decked out in the latest and prettiest fashions all the way through school. For a long time she insisted she was going to be a knight and a princess when she grew up, though that was at least partially down to her love affair with medieval history - a nice way of saying that she was just really into swords.
Having been left to her own devices - literally - with a computer in her bedroom since age nine, Ivy knew her way around the internet by fourteen, and signed up on a whim for an account at a camming site almost as soon as she turned eighteen. She didn't mean for it to continue further than a couple of tries, but that all went out of the window once she realized how well she was doing for such a nobody in the scene, and how much fun she was having doing it. It took work, of course, and there were days she had to put on a smiling face for her viewers after a long day at college when she really didn't feel like it, but it was surprisingly rewarding and actually ended up meaning that she only needed her part-time job for the alibi it provided. Her parents were on the progressive side, but all the same, Ivy didn't tell them what she actually did for her living until she moved out on her own at 22. The fact that she'd gotten her qualification as an electrician in the meantime definitely helped them accept her chosen path, even if they did mutter a bit disapprovingly among themselves.
These days Ivy lives with her two roommates (and, unofficially, one of their boyfriends) in an apartment in River Ridge, not far from where her parents live. Her camming is going fantastically - she's not trying to be a top girl in the scene and probably won't ever be, but she works hard, and it sustains her well enough that she only occasionally needs the extra income from plying her trade as an electrician. That's going surprisingly well too - who knew there was a market for electrical work done by a pretty girl? Through the magic of using her middle name for her cam work, going by the username TaviKitty and not disclosing her location, Ivy has so far managed to keep her two lives separate. She'd like very much to keep it that way.
