Age: 4,172 years old
Backstage Pass: Is a muse.
Calliope is short and tiny. She has big brown eyes, and she would have long curly black hair, except that she cropped her hair and dyed it blue. Why? Because. She has a penchant for Gothic Lolita dresses because it makes her look cool, and because people are going to assume she's an evil little girl anyway. She has a tattoo of a fox on her upper arm, which she usually hides because otherwise people will try to make drug deals and/or arrest her.
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Calliope
Muse of Epic Poetry: "This poem would be better with aliens."
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Purgatory.
a character in “Purgatory Remix”, as played by LovelyLisey
Description
Personality
Calliope is, actually, pretty normal. She tends to be on the quiet side, as she prefers to let other people dominate the conversation. However, she is not unfriendly, as it's hard to go over four thousand years without developing some social skills. She will go to any extreme to protect people that she cares about. Calliope is pretty nice, and she's even kind of wise. But she has a weakness.
Some people are addicted to drinking. Some people are addicted to gambling.
Calliope is addicted to adventure.
If given a choice, she will follow the path of most resistance. She will always follow the rabbit down the hole. If something exciting is happening in Purgatory, Calliope wants to be at the center of it. Fortunately, Calliope's definition of 'exciting' has gotten lax over the years, as alien invasions are a dime a dozen and there's always some bandit stealing pretty maidens away. However, if anything does capture Calliope's attention, she tends to become quite unlike herself. She will risk everything, just to see the adventure through.
History
Calliope is the muse of epic poetry, which means that her hobby is to go into the human world and inspire people to write poetry that is really freaking epic.
Most of the time, she runs Calliope's Tavern in Grand City.
If you want to know her full backstory, just go read up on Greek Mythology. It was pretty much like that. Except probably weirder. Because the truth is always weirder.
Recently, Calliope's adventures have consisted of her brief alliance with The Fox. When the angels abandoned Grand City for Heaven, Calliope hung out with The Fox because he seemed to be the only person trying to do something, although she was not sure what. Then she realized that he was, like, evil and stuff, so she turned tail and joined the Bureau instead. Of course, she soon became bored with the Bureau, and she went back to her tavern. The Bureau still sometimes calls on her for detective work, although she hasn't been very helpful recently. However, the new 'soul murders' have piqued her interest...
Calliope has heightened reflexes and strength as the result of being an immortal creature. She also can fight pretty well with a sword. People often critique her for being cliche for using a sword, but her defense has always been, "Hey! Beowulf taught me!"
So begins...
Calliope's Story
((Shanatos and I were having an awful time with stuff earlier, because we're both playing in two places right now.))
"I wouldn't worry too much about it," said Calliope to Flo, in an attempt to be consoling. "Edward Racket tricks a lot of people. Why, this one time he tricked me into fighting an alternate dimension version of myself. So I feel your pain." She blinked as Fagin put his head in front of hers. "Oh, hello, Fagin. Haven't seen you in a while. You look colorful." She followed his gaze back to Flo. "Oh, she just got tricked by Edward. She likes to shoot things." Calliope motioned at the tavern, still full of bullet holes.
Calliope thought to herself: So that's why. Edward didn't like it when people messed with Fox's rules, most likely because Fox held his fate in the palm of his hand. Still, in this case, he was probably right. It wasn't exactly wise to defy Fox - although those were hypocritical words coming from Calliope, who aimed to meddle in all of the Fox's designs. "Actually, Fagin, I wanted to ask you about something. I suppose this goes for you too, Floressa. Have you guys seen anything...strange lately?"
"Oh, that's just Bailey. He likes lampshades. I wonder who the old man was..." Calliope frowned in thought, turning to Fagin. "So you've heard about them? The Bureau is trying to keep it quiet, but then again, the Bureau isn't even able to stop criminals like her." She pointed at Flo. "Have you seen any of them? We're thinking that there are a lot of them unaccounted for, Purgatory being what it is."
"It's Purgatory's first serial killer," said Calliope, in a tone that was perhaps too excited. "Well, besides all the other killers, that is. Basically, people have been showing up with their souls cut out, but they still have a physical body. It should be impossible, because in Purgatory, your soul is your physical body. So it's one of those...ummm...paradoxes. An interesting one." She frowned at Fagin. "I do for the Bureau, you know. Technically. Maybe I should arrest both of you. I am feeling kind of bored." She strummed the guitar.
"Look...the other way?" Looking the other way was all that she did. "That depends on one thing only. Will you be more interesting if I look the other way, or will arresting you be more interesting?"
Calliope tapped her chin with her finger. "Florissa, I have an idea. I'll look the other way if help me out. I haven't been plugged into the criminal underground for a while. You can be my eyes and ears. How does that sound?"
Calliope stopped to watch, feeling excited. She hadn't seen a good brawl in a long time. She didn't want to interrupt the match, so she put down her sword and took a seat on the street. She wished she had some popcorn.
It was too obvious to go for her neck again. He pretended to go for her neck, but at the least minute he shifted and leaned down lower, aiming for her chest or at least an arm -
Calliope looked up as Flo addressed her. She frowned. (Calliopes like to frown.) "Well, I think Edward did just try to kill me by sending you against me...but he's also entertaining sometimes, so I don't particularly want to take him out. And any fight with Kit would probably end in a draw." She shrugged. "Unless Kit attacks me, I won't attack him."
((Jack is gonna join.)) "Sounds good to me. My tavern always works. Make sure to tip me." [Kit] With a sweet smile, Kit said, "May I join you ladies? Edward has stepped out for the moment, so I would to have some fun while it lasts." There was always a little bit of a waiting period before Edward got the body back again, as Edward essentially had to talk himself into no longer being so afraid and anxious. Kit gave it an hour, maybe two. He had to make it count.
"We serve everything that's legal," answered Calliope, even though she knew this wasn't true. "So, yeah." She ignored Kit, because she didn't like Kit. Behind Flo, a very depressed-looking, gray young man approached. Calliope recognized him immediately - Joseph, her newest poet. He would be depressed as usual. She stood and waved at Joseph. "Hey J.J.J! We're all just heading back to the tavern now, if you want a free drink."
Calliope frowned at Flo. "J.J.J is a very talented poet, and someday he is going to write epic poetry. If you ever write an epic poem, then free drinks for life." She nodded at Joseph and pointed at Flo. "This is Florissa, a criminal who likes to shoot up my tavern. Fox will probably kill her." She pointed at Kit. "This is Kit, a criminal who likes to cut up my tavern. Fox will probably kill him. So if you can't remember their names, I wouldn't worry about it too much."
((LOL at the both of you.)) "You do have talent," agreed Calliope, who was a very good judge of poetry. "But you have no passion for it. I suppose I can give you free drinks for the night, at the very least. As for accessibility, Joseph...I think you and I are going to have to have another discussion," said Calliope, as they began to walk back to her tavern. As Flo rounded on Joseph, Calliope said only, "Oh, dear," in a monotone voice. [Kit] He followed behind, trying not to cringe at the poetry. Yes, he was still there.