Terpsichore

[asia]

Terpsichore


Elegant, expressive, inspirational.

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Name:Terpsichore
Age: She looks around 25.
Type: She is a God, one of the muses.
Gender:Female.
Orientation:Heterosexual.
Title/Position: The Muse of Dancing, Dramatic Chorus and Lyric Poetry.
Occupation: Only for mortals
Nationality: Only for mortals

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Celeb you're using:Natalie Portman
Skin:She is slightly tanned.
Eyes:She has light brown eyes.
Hair:Dark brown, curly hair.
Markings or Scars:None to speak of.
Body type: Terpsichore would be deemed as average in body size. She is not exceedingly skinny, though she is far from to heavy. Let it suffice to say that her body has gentle curves.
Clothing: She is normally seen in a light chiton, with or without a himation. Her chiton is normally light blue in color, though white is also common. She prefers things that flow, and capture movement, so fabrics are always light, and flitty.
Overall Description: Upon first glance she is quite captivating, and as a muse has brought many people everywhere inspiration. Her eyes, though brown, seem to reflect things—inner desires, or simply the right thing at the right time. This, many would say, would be the strongest aspect of her beauty.
While she is not “skinny”, Terpsichore moves with an elegance and grace that seems to mask her size. She doesn’t stand to tall, a mere 5’4”, but her presence is noticed even with this. When she appears, it is obvious that she is some sort of immortal.

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Personality Description: Terpsichore is eager, and loving. She knows that all mortals have what it takes to be great, and loves that she can be a part in it. If caught at the right time, it is very possible to see her as “seductive”, and oftentimes is with her male clientele.

Despite the fact she looks so other-worldy upon first glance, one of Terpsichore’s favorite pastimes is cloaking herself to walk amongst the people and inspire them in little ways, in their everyday lives. She thinks of many of the mortals as children, and likes to look after them in the only way she knows how.

Likes:
- Dancing, theatre, and poetry.
- Mortals. She finds them interesting, and enjoys helping them out.
- The sun. Some days she sits in meadows and fields just to dance in the sun, and play her lyre and sing.

Dislikes:
- Storms, that normally means her father is upset. And it blocks out the sun.
- Unwillingness. When she is working hard to inspire a mortal, she is always a little upset when they refuse her inspiration.
- Ungratefulness. When the people don’t thank the muses for what she and her sisters do, it makes her furious. However, it is known to upset her even if it has nothing to do with her at all—whenever someone doesn’t get the thanks they deserve.

Strength:
- Her grace makes her an excellent dancer, and her creative mind make her an excellent poet.
- She is a wonderful lyre player, and in fact is pictured in most of the paintings and sculptures with one.
- She is loving, and caring.

Weaknesses:
- Sometimes she can be a little vain. She always wants recognition, and this is the source of her dislike of ungratefulness.
- She has a fascination with the poets of the mortal world, and finds them absolutely beautiful. And musicians hold a special place in her heart, too. It is very easy for her to lose herself in their presence.
- Sometimes she is so focused on her work, other things fall away. She will quite carelessly not see someone’s romantic advances, or sense any real discomfort in a situation simply because she is one-tracked in mind.

Fears:
- Zeus’ wrath. Terrible things could happen if it is evoked in the right manner.
- Being lost among her eight sisters. She doesn’t want to be forgotten.
- Being useless.

Goal: To prove herself useful: whether in the eyes of the mortals or the other gods and goddesses.



Powers/Abilities: She is able to inspire god, goddess and mortal alike, with the right words, right movement, right music.

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Spouse/Lover:
Relationship Status: Single.
Family:
Her father is Zeus.
Her mother is Mnemosyne.
She has eight sisters: Melpomene, Clio, Calliope, Urania, Euterpe, Polyhymnia, Thalia, and Erato.
History: Since her birth, Tepsichore always felt that she had to strive to prove herself. And being born into a family full of beautiful young women, it was not completely unfounded. It seemed to her that she couldn’t find her niche in the celestial beings, and struggled for a long time to find her true power. It finally came to her when she was walking among the woods and came upon a bard who was sitting alone. It was obvious he was upset, just like her, so Terpsichore stopped. Upon inquiry, it came to be known he had lost all inspiration for his newest poem, however as soon as he saw her, he knew exactly what his newest poem would be about.
Since then, she has been confident in her ability, knowing it was indeed what she was meant to do.

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Roleplaying Sample:
The heartbeats, the dance beats. The body heat. The smell of adrenaline, liquor and blood.

Asia stood at the entrance to what had been deemed recently as the hottest spot in London. As such, the wait-list was pages long, and the actual line wrapped around the building. It wasn't hard to secure a way in, though. Anastasiya had a supernatural charm that made her an automatic shoe-in.

The crowd here was not the usual party-animals. In fact, everyone here seemed to be dressed very elite. Designer clothing for London's designer club. The brunette moved into the room, listening to the infectious beat that was coming from a packed dance floor, and letting her eyes graze the faces there.

She recognized a few people--she had been around London long enough to have seen many of the same faces over and over again---but knew none personally. So, the Russian woman kept moving forward, elegantly leaning against the black marble bar.

"Can I get you anything, ma'am?"

"I'll have a White Russian," She replied after a moment's consideration. The look she received from the bartender told her immediately it was an uncommon drink for the ladies he had served already this evening. She could smell his curiosity so she offered a half-hearted explanation. "It's for the vodka." She parted her lips in a half smile. Obviously another uncommon occurrence here tonight. The look stayed the same.

It was prepared rather quickly, and Asia took it with a smile, dropping the payment and the tip onto the counter, and propelling herself away from the bar with an innate grace.

The night was young, and it was time to kick back and have a little bit of fun.

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Your name: Katie
How long have you been RPing? Oh my goodness. So long, I don’t even remember anymore. 6 years? Maybe more?
Where/How did you find us? I found you via affiliate banner on Aeterna Roma, who advertised on a board I am a member of.