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OUT OF CHARACTER
AIM: contemporary emrys
EXPERIENCE: a lot
FULL NAME: Calliope Grey
GOES BY: Calliope
DATE OF BIRTH: 12/25/1996
SPECIES: half fae/half human
JOURNAL NAME: thepoetgoddess
TURN ONS: D/s, dirty talk, serving, rough sex, tender sex, kissing/licking/biting/scratching, somnophilia, spanking, toys, fingering, masturbation, frottage, bondage, orgasm denial, begging, sensory play, exhibitionism, voyeurism, semi-public sex, threesomes, double penetration, forced arousal/orgasm, aphrodisiacs, cuddling
TURN OFFS Blood, gore, scat, bodily fluids
STRENGTH: Kind hearted, can glamour only slightly.
WEAKNESS: Iron irritates her skin, shiny objects
SKILLS: She can cook very well
PB: Emilia Clarke
IN DEPTH Calliope is rather small standing at only 5'2". Because of her Fae lineage she has alabaster skin that almost looks to give off an ethereal glow. Her long blonde hair falls past her shoulders in waves, almost white in color, making her blue eyes stand out
FIVE RANDOM FACTS:
-She's an animal lover
-She enjoys cooking
-She doesn't know how to fight
-She's a bit of a neat freak
-Her most prized posession is a locket that belonged to her mother
IN DEPTH: Calliope is very quiet and soft spoken. Being told she was a freak all of her life has lead her into trying to become invisible where ever she is. There is a spark of fire in her though. If she sees what she thinks is a form of injustice she will be the first one to stand up for others. Still she is very kind hearted and in some ways still innocent.
MOTHER: Merope Grey
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: none
EXTENDED FAMILY: none
Calliope like most was born into a rebel camp. But still she was different and everyone knew it. Her mother was an escaped slave, one who's master had gotten her pregnant. Not wanting her daughter to suffer the same fate that she had she had run away. Finding a rebel camp they took her in and cared for her, feeling sympathy for the young woman. But then Calliope was born. From her very first moment they could see her fae heritage.
Growing up was hard for the young girl. She was a half breed, looked down upon by both sides. The humans saw her as a freak, sure that she would turn to her supernatural heritage for a social climb. She would be seen by the supernatural world as something lower than they were. A disgusting human. She was shunned, with only her mother to talk to. Still she did her best to fit in, helping to gather food and to cook. She kept her head down and avoided confrontation. But then the unthinkable happened. Her mother had gotten sick. Without the proper medication available, she passed away.
After that things became worse for calliope. She was utterly alone now. She became more quiet and reserved. The only one she would talk to was a young man named James. He didn't seem to care about her blood but instead her mind. He was the only one to make her smile. Unfortunately this upset a woman in the camp who had her eye on James. Wanting calliope out of the way she set a trap. She had told the young girl they needed some herbs. Going out to get them, what Calliope didn't know was that a raiding party was headed that way. Having no fighting skills she was captured easily and sent off to auction.