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.the mundane;
» Name: Ellie
» Journal: lovetoujours
» Contact: YOU KNOW DIS
» How did you hear about us? fuckin’ magic
.the myth;
» God(dess): Terpsichore
» Reference: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terpsichore ; http://www.theoi.com/Ouranios/MousaTerpsikhore.html ; http://www.pantheon.org/articles/t/terpsichore.html
» Family: {mother & father} Zeus & Mnemosyne {spouse} none, though she was lover of Apollo {children} Linos (and the Sirens and Achelous if they want to claim her)
» Played By: Zulekiah Robinson
» Human Alias: Anastasia Singh
» Human Age: 23
» God of...: Muse of Dance
» Flair: Those around her automatically feel more graceful and are less likely to run into things
» Flair Type: Continuous
» Fitting in: cage dancer at a local club
» History: Most of Terpsichore’s life on Olympus was spent entertaining the gods and inspiring mortals with her dancing. She and Apollo had a child, Linos, who taught Orpheus and was murdered by his student Hercules when he reprimanded him. Along with her sisters, she helped bury Orpheus after his death, judged the contest between Apollo and Marsyas in Apollo’s favor, and blinded Thamyris for his hubris in saying he was more talented than the Muses. In some legends, she was the mother of the sirens as well.
» Personality: Some consider Terpsichore to be a woman of contradictions. Capable of being painfully refined and elegant, she often adopts the mannerisms of those she is around. She will go from being a down-to-earth fly girl at work to a graceful entertainer when with the others of her kind. She works hard to inspire those around her to express themselves artistically in whatever way she can.
She usually hides it, but she has an arrogance about her-she knows she is extremely talented and the best dancer there is and will not tolerate anyone saying otherwise. To do so would be to bring her rarely seen wrath down upon yourself, usually with career-ending consequences. She knows she is beautiful and is willing to use her body to get what she wants. That being said, she does not flaunt herself. She quietly seduces and uses subtle gestures and movements to get men (and women) under her sway. Her aim is not to gain power, but simply to influence people to be their most beautiful. Despite this, she is a genuinely happy and generous person who loves what she does and tries to foster that love in others. She is at her happiest when she is dancing.
She abhors anger and violence; she still mourns the loss and murder of her son, causing her to react angrily if men are violent around her. Terpsichore sees no contradiction in the fact that she and her sisters can be violent but men cannot be around her. She values intelligence and a love of the arts, choosing to spend her time with men who are focused more on creating rather than destroying.
Finally, our lovely dancer is a bit of a slut. This isn’t because she’s a dancer-in fact, originally her dances were all done in worship-but because she likes to spread herself around and inspire people in whatever way she can. Modern dancing/inspiration tends to be of the sluttier variety so that’s what she goes with. Plus she just loves to flirt. Any chance she gets to flirt or casually touch someone, she’ll take it. All of this is because she’s incredibly physical and in-tune with her body and the bodies of those around her. Touch helps emphasize that connection and makes her feel like she can connect better with others. She won’t hesitate to grab someone and help them move/dance their way through whatever they’re doing. Granted, she isn’t stupid enough to do it to random people on the street (ok, she may be if she’s drunk enough), but she’ll do it in the club or the complex, wanting to bring joy and pleasure to their lives the only way she knows how to.
» Sample Journal: I'm bored~ Who wants to hang out with me? Or go to the club?
I promise it won't be boring~
» Sample Roleplay: Terpsichore pushed her way out of the cage, laughing and smiling at everyone who reached out to touch her. It was almost like being worshipped again, these people who came to the club and danced with her. They wanted to touch her, have a little of her ‘glamour’ rub off on them, and that was fine. It made Terpsichore feel powerful again. Powerful enough to take over the club and make them all dance the way they should, in worship and awe.
Too bad she couldn’t actually do it, but she could pretend to herself that she could. Terpsichore had gotten good at self-delusion since she had come here and lost the majority of her powers.
At least her family was here, or parts of it anyway. Fearless leader was there to guard the day and her sisters could entertain her. Or she could poke at them until they gave in and entertained her. Either one worked really.
She pushed her way into the back room and grabbed the water bottle from her bag. She didn’t normally drink a lot of alcohol at the club-it could help when one wanted to go into a trance but when she was soaking up what little worship and energy she could, she needed a clear mind. That and she didn’t want to get dehydrated.
As she sat in her chair, Terpsichore had an evil, evil idea. She grabbed her phone and flipped through the contacts until she came to just the person she wanted. Revenge could be oh so sweet~
“Hey Cronus baby, want to come dance? 3 am is too early to be alone in your room~”
The cursing and being hung up on just made her higher and she laughed as threw her phone on the counter. It was so much fun to harass people.