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Post by Nessa Chandler on Mar 31, 2020 19:21:46 GMT -5
Full Name: Ryoo Vanessa Chandler Nickname/Alias: Ry, Vanessa, Nessa Age/Date Of Birth: 28, August 25, 1992 Race: Human Occupation: Belly Dancer Species Group: Civilian Play-By: Kelly Overton
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Likes (At Least 3): ❤ Dancing ❤ Baking ❤ Honesty ❤ People ❤ Flirting
Dislikes (At Least 3): ✗ Being ignored ✗ Being alone ✗ People looking down on her
Fears (At Least 2): ☬ Abandonment ☬ Losing people
Goals (At Least 1): ★ Fame for her Dancing
Personality: Ryoo has always had a very sweet, almost innocent personality. She can be rather naive at times, though more often than not ambitious and focused on her goal of becoming famous for her dancing. She can have a bit of an attitude though, often coming across as snappy and pretentious, sometimes even a bit hotheaded despite her long fuse.
Negatives (At Least 3): ✦ Naive ✦ Hyperactive ✦ Impatient
Parents: Lillian Miranda Chandler and Jacob Eli Chandler Siblings: Alexander Timothy Chandler Other Family: None Important Others: No one as of yet
Ryoo Vanessa Chandler was born to Lilian and Jacob on September 25,1992. She was raised as a middle class child, constantly encouraged to follow her dreams no matter what they happened to be. Her mother started her out in Ballet, but as she got older she showed interest in belly dancing as well. It wasn't nearly as competitive as ballet but she enjoyed it far more and it kept her fit. She explored this form of dance throughout her formative years and continued on with it into adulthood.
After high school, she moved to Los Angeles to pursue her dream of fame and fortune through dance. For the first few years, it seemed like she was going no where. She debuted on small time stages, allowed her manager to book her at as many places as possible and ended up broke more times than she made money. She honestly considered taking up stripping a couple of times but never did.
Four years in, she finally got a break. Her fame began to increase, though it was slow. Making a name for yourself through dance was a slow process. Still, her name was out there and she began to get more performances under her belt, not to mention she gradually became a bit more popular within the Hollywood dating scene as well. She began to date D list celebrities as well, enjoying the lime light even if it was very minimal.
By the time she was twenty eight, her career was booming and she was steadily moving up. That was of course before the young woman suddenly disappeared one evening. She had been getting ready for a date with her most current Beau when everything went black. The next thing she knew, she was in another man's arms, in a strange town surrounded by even stranger people. She was informed that she had been possessed by a demon, she had also been told that she was stuck in Zeppelin city.
Alias: Carrie How did you find us?: Riverlily Invited me Experience: Twelve years Other Characters: Amaya Johnson, Ryoo Chandler (Demon) RP Sample: The sun had set upon one of the vast valleys on the edge of the northern lands, the small but well traveled trail having been used many a time by the various caravans that moved almost constantly through the lands to trade with the small coastal and valley villages. Not far from one of these routes was a small circle of tents with a blazing fire in the middle. The early evening was near silent save for the soft, even beat of drums coming from the camp, accompanied by strumming of a guitar. Near the fire, a young woman stood poised with one foot in front of the other, her hands clasped together and resting against her chest. She was dressed in a white cotton top that stopped just below her mid drift, exposing her flat and toned stomach. About her waist she wore a soft blue skirt, hiked up on one side so that it showed off her tanned thigh. Tied about her waist on top of the skirt was a black sash with coins sewn onto it. Her feet were bare, a gold anklet shimmering in the fire light on her right ankle. Beautiful as she was, there was something all the more unique about the woman. As the fire danced in her hazel eyes, wolf like ears twitched atop her head and a fluffy auburn tail swayed behind her. Soon enough, the young woman's body began to sway forward and back with the beat, her lips parting as she began to sing.
“There will come a soldier, who carries a mighty sword. He will tear your city down, O lei, O lai, oh lord.” The beat of the drums and the strumming of the guitar began to pick up a bit and the young woman began to dance, her steps quick and light as she twirled carefully about the fire. The rest of the people around the campfire picked up the song, calling it back to her as they watched the young woman's form move as easily as the flames before her danced in the evening breeze. Her skirt flared out about her, never revealing too much but adding just enough movement to draw the eye away from her smiling face. “There will come a poet, who's weapon is his word. He will slay you with his tongue, O lei, O lai, oh lord.” The young female's voice rang out in soft, bell like tones that floated out over the valley, carried by the breeze along with the chorus of those who had joined in. The jingling of coins was faint beneath the sounds of the drums, guitar and clapping as the celebration went on, the occasional cheer for the woman's show mingling with the music when the young woman would do something that had impressed the crowd such as the splits or a pirouette.
“There will come a ruler, who's brow is laid in thorn. Smeared with oil like David's boy, O lei, o lai, oh lord.” Once more the beat quickened and the young woman's steps with it. She moved faster, a soft peal of laughter leaving her throat as the rest continued to sing, repeating the chorus. Their voices rose to the heavens, drifting off on the wind until the drums finally faded off and the young woman slowed her movements, coming to a stop as the beat died away completely. She bowed and the small crowd that was around the campfire cheered. She smiled warmly and took a seat near the fire once again as the crowd settled completely, beginning to talk among themselves. She remained silent however, staring into the dancing flames as the breeze teased through her auburn hair like the hand of a lover.
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Last Edit: May 9, 2020 10:00:31 GMT -5 by Hell Hound