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Edei Delanore

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a character in “Born To Raise Hell”, as played by Celedia


Full Name:
Edei (pronounced Eee-Dee) Delanore

Stage Name:
Edei, she’s not very creative. On her stuff she always shortens it to the letters “ED”.


January 8th

Edei is, if nothing else, an individual... Just like everyone else, right? She rarely wears any colors other than black/red/blue, usually mixing up styles and wearing her steel-toed boots with everything from frilly dresses to corset tops and leather pants. She dyed her naturally blond hair an unnatural shade of black and wears heavy eyeliner, dark eyeshadow and either deep red or black lipstick. Her pale features are accentuated or perhaps, overshadowed by the makeup and she has a plethora of piercings. Four hoops are looped through each earlobe, an industrial piercing in her right ear, an eyebrow piercing through her left brow, a labret piercing and two separate tongue studs as well as a ton of tattoos. She’s surprisingly tiny, standing at a whopping 5’2” tall and has a lithe build with a bit of muscle from lugging her equipment around.


Bassist for Psychosis

Musical Style:
Her style has grown over the years and she’s been influenced by everything from The Offspring to Amon Amarth. In Flames to Journey. She tends to zone out a bit when she’s playing, one of those musicians that likes to feel the music she’s playing rather than force it. Give her a good drummer to work off of and you can layer any sound you want over her.

Influences are: Lemmy of Motörhead, Cliff Burton of Metallica, Steve Harris of Iron Maiden, and many more.

Primary: Custom-made Neil Moser Arachnid Ultra Bass!

Backup: B.C. Rich Widow WMD Bass

Edei’s a jokester and never takes anything too seriously, which tends to piss people off. She’s learned that everything you have can be gone in less than a second but that doesn’t stop her from living life to the fullest. Social and friendly, she tends to be one of those people that you either love or hate. Depending on her mood, she’ll either speak her mind or allow others to lead the way and she tends to be more bossy than not.

In short, she is never emotionally stable which isn’t helped by her love of alcohol. Thankfully she has never touched drugs or else she would probably be worse off than she already is. Her friendships, true friendships are few and far between whereas her acquaintances are many. She’s one of those people that can roll into a new town and by nightfall she’ll be able to tell you the best places to eat, what local bar has the best beer and possibly have an invitation or three to a party somewhere. Her loyalties are fluid, always changing and never stable though when she does find someone worth sticking with, she’s stuck for good. In fact, she still has monthly video chats with some of the people from high school that dragged her into the music scene.

Edei has a habit of never keeping still. If she’s bored or restless her leg bounces or her fingers tap repetitively upon any nearby surface. Her eye twitches when she’s stressed and she tends to find new catch phrases and then use them to death. Oh, and she threatens to stab people quite frequently but don’t worry. She doesn’t usually mean it.

She used to actually be a Disney-loving all-American cheerleader-esque girl until one day in high school she suddenly fell out of the ‘popular’ crowd after a football star started spreading rumors around about her. Her popularity declined and the only friends that stuck around were more or less outsiders. Guys and girls that didn’t give a shit what anyone else thought about them and they had no extracurricular activities aside from jamming out in garages. It was at these jam sessions that she learned how to play a few instruments and her musical influences shifted from Top 40 to punk, rock, and metal.

A few of the bass players in the group noticed that she had a knack for the instrument and they were accepting of her at that point so they took her under their wing, showing her that heartbreak and agony could be used to fuel her music instead of dragging her down. As soon as she graduated from high school, she stuck with the scene during college where she went for a full four years to get her degree in Marketing, a ‘fall back’ plan just in case her love for music didn’t grant her a paycheck.

All throughout college and even after, she was in a string of bands and even hooked up with a local studio to set up as a studio musician but she never really tried to make it big. In fact, she didn’t even really try to become a part of Psychosis either. For Edei, it was just another studio gig, a chance to fill in for failed bassist number eight hundred or whatever they were up to now. Although instead of ending the session and parting ways, she was informed that she was the new bassist and to show up again at the next session while Izzie thrust a phone number into her hand. Turns out, it was actually Izzie’s cell number and she wasn’t bullshitting her. Never one to question a random stroke of luck, Edei showed up at the next practice and has been hanging around ever since.

So begins...

Edei Delanore's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Liam Mathias Character Portrait: Craig Duncan Character Portrait: Raisa Trelstad Character Portrait: Edei Delanore Character Portrait: Alex Rykov Character Portrait: Izzie Martinez Character Portrait: Cormac McMurphy Character Portrait: Jack St. Mark
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Meanwhile, Izzie’s inner monologue was all but unnoticed by a petite raven-haired figure that was busy trying to lug all of her shit in on a single trip. The others had offered to help her but she refused for two reasons. One, it was her own damn dumb fault for packing so much crap and next time she’d probably just leave most of it on the tour bus and two, she wasn’t about to pretend she needed help. God knows that Izzie had that odd gleam in her eye that meant she was looking for something to kill, murder, maim or fire and Edei had lasted this long in Psychosis. She damn well wasn’t going to get fired because she was a weakling that couldn’t haul in three bags.

Casting a look over her shoulder, she wiggled her brows at Craig and Cormy with an excited countenance. She couldn’t hide it… She was pretty damn pumped for this tour. Unlike Izzie who had probably been on a dozen or so tours, this was Edei’s first and she planned to have fun with it.

When she turned back around to face forward, she almost plowed straight into Izzie’s back as she had come to an inexplicably sudden halt in the center of the lobby.

“Oh hell yeah. Tour manager’s sparing no expense, eh? I was expecting… What the shit is that chain called? We’ll leave the lights on for you- people?” Edei cast two of her bags down onto the floor of the lobby near one of the cushy leather couches, leaving only her backpack on her short frame for the moment as she took the time to soak in their new digs.

Raisa came strolling in almost elegantly behind Liam. She paused as he paused, her bluish-grey eyes following his line of sight until they landed upon the seemingly ragtag group clustered over to one side of the lobby. One member of the group in particular caught her eye and a grin spread over her lips as she reached back to tap Liam in the chest and point over to the same group that had caught his eye.

”Well if it isn’t Izzie-fucking-Martinez!” Raisa called out so that her voice carried through the sparsely filled room and a peal of laughter followed her through the lobby as she moved towards the other band. “Jesus Christ, I haven’t seen you in years. I didn’t know this was your band. If I knew I would’ve warned my ‘mates.” She came to a stop next to Izzie, one of the few people that could make the 5’10” redhead feel diminutive and her gaze flashed over the other three members in the band as she smiled.

“Nice to meet you all!” She lifted a hand, waving over her own bandmates so she could start introductions. Well, as far as she knew them anyway. Izzie would have to introduce her own fucking band unless they wanted to be known by nonsensical nicknames which Raisa tended to give to people she didn’t know.

“This is Liam, Jack, and Alex.” She pointed to them one by one, her steel-grey painted nails shimmering in the fluorescent lighting and then she pointed to herself last. “I’m Raisa.”

Turning her lithe body towards the rest of her group, she pointed to Izzie and introduced her as well. “This is Izzie Martinez. Remember, I told you about her? Fucking amazin’ growler. Crazy shit.”

Then, the impossible happened. Raisa stayed quiet for more than a second and finally allowed other people to chime in.