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Evelyn "Calypso" Winters

"Why live life by the books? It's boring that way."

0 · 881 views · located in Old Cambridge Circu; Cambridge, Illinois

a character in “The Circus”, originally authored by Ever, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

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Real Name:
Evelyn Lydia Winters
Stage Name:
Calypso
Age:
21
Role:
Show Girl, Professional belly dancer
Sexuality:
Bisexual





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Appearance:[/I]
Calypso is gifted with a generous amount of long, natural auburn-hued hair that, when touched, feels like it is made of silk. Typically, Calypso will leave her hair down due to it's length and texture (also due to the fact she's quite lazy when it comes to its style) but every so often, she will put forth the effort to pile the mane into a ponytail. After several months of letting it grow out, the fiery waterfall fall to the midpoint of her chest, some strands longer than others. Usually, the long tendrils will have a slight wave to them which frames her face nicely and gives off the impression of her ethereal beauty belonging to some type of mystical being. Her bangs are styled in such a way that they sweep to one side (usually the left).

Her eyes are large light blue-green orbs that many say remind them of a cat. In her opinion, those eyes are her best quality due to the nice contrast they provide with her porcelain skin, full light pink lips, and oddly yet beautifully colored hair. She also has a tendency to day dream more often than others, zoning out randomly sometimes. When she drifts off, one can easily tell by her lower eyelids and the slight frown on her lips, almost making it look as if she was sleeping. It is also noticeable that Calypso's light-hued eyes turn a darker shade, almost dark green, when she becomes angry.

As for her body goes, the young lady possess a very slender, delicate form with surprisingly sensual curves and a well-endowed bust (though she isn't one to flaunt it). Her frame is quite feminine and petite with a nipped waist, not an ounce of fat to be found anywhere. With high cheek bones, delicate jaw-line, large eyes, and flawless skin; Calyspo is the embodiment of a nymph.
Her costume, a belly dancing outfit, is what she wears when she performs.




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[b]Likes:

  • The circus
  • Flirting
  • Belly-dancing
  • Crowds of people
  • New and old members
  • Sweet food
  • Bright colors
  • Other's performances
Dislikes:
  • Her mother
  • Dull colors and people
  • Quiet places
  • Spicy or bitter foods
  • Planes
  • Maple trees
Fears:
  • The closure of the circus.
  • Being in a plane and it crashing.
  • Having to go back to living with her mother.
  • Not being good enough for her friends.

Personality:
To outsiders, Calypso may appear to project an aura of "definiteness", of self-confidence. This self-confidence, sometimes mistaken for simple arrogance by the less decisive, is actually of a very specific rather than a general nature; its source lies in the specialized knowledge of the world and how she was treated as a child. When it comes to her own areas of expertise -- and trust me, Calypso has several -- she will be able to tell you almost immediately everything about that certain topic, to the extent of being ridiculously precise. Yet, despite this fountain of knowledge in her, Calypso knows this important rule; She knows what she knows, and more importantly, she knows what she doesn't know.

Another strong key point in what makes Calypso is that she loves to "improve", a seemingly endless capacity for upgrading anything that takes her interest. Never before has anyone ever laid eyes upon a human being so fascinated on fixing objects around them, nor has any human being met another with as big as a will as she has. Once Calypso has decided on something; her mind will never be changed. No. Matter. What. Even if she is forced to do something, she'll never bend her morals or principles to suit the other person, and will often be found retaliating in every manner possible.

Of course, those are all surface qualities. Once you get to know Calypso, there is truly only one word that can sum up her very existence ; eccentric. She's almost always a bubbly, energetic girl that can make even the most depressed person crack a smile as well as laugh and can quickly make people fall under her charm through a couple of sweet smiles. On the note of other people: Calypso is always striving to welcome new members or visitors to the circus as well making all of her friends comfortable during their stay. Often considered the counselor, Calypso can, more often than not, be found listening to people's problems and offering encouragement or advise as best she can, cheering others up when stricken with sadness, or generally trying to keep the establishment a welcoming and happy home.

On the note of personal relationships, Calypso is what is known as a flirt. She loves to play the idea of not having to be faithful to a particular person, always being able to be free of the worry of making her "partner" angry.



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History:
Calypso was born into a somewhat... unstable union. Her father was from England, a man who was both a famous musician and a concert pianist. Due to his diverse knowledge of languages, he often ended up traveling the world on tour, giving concerts in many different countries. Eventually, he settled down in France where he married a native woman, someone of Gypsy descent. Madly in love with each other, the famous musician retired for a few months in order to spend time with his blushing bride. Unfortunately, within the year, his profession beckoned to him and soon, he took up the concert performances once more. At first, their relationship was fairly stable, but after the birth of Evelyn, everything crumbled. The father would have his daughter by his side during these trips...and because of this, his wife began to grow bitter and distant. When both parents finally were at home during the same time, Evelyn found that neither would talk to the other., that they would always stay in separate bedrooms. Furthermore, the mother felt that her daughter had betrayed her by going off with her husband.. this led to large ignorance on her mother's part. Eventually, her parents divorced when Evelyn was still very young, and, although her father got custody, her mother got most of the physical assets.

Evelyn ended up living with her father, shuffling from place to place and, more likely than not, from country to country. Just when they'd settle down in one place, they'd pack up and move to another, causing her relationships with others to be nonexistent. It wasn't that she didn't love her father - quite the contrary. He was a kind, wonderful man who spared no expense to please his daughter - but whenever she made friends, she'd find them taken from her all too quickly. It was something Evelyn couldn't easily cope with. Being a sociable girl who loved to talk and play with other people, having no constant companions was a crippling blow to her.

At age 11, however, Evelyn's life took a turn for the worse. Her father unexpectedly died during a plane crash, and the grief-stricken girl found herself suddenly halfway across the world back and back into the custody of her mother. Her mother, after all of these years, still wanted very little to do with her after all this time. Assuming a very strict, hostile demeanor, her mother called Evelyn out on every single inadequacy she perceived, breaking the girl's self-esteem. Then, finally, forced her daughter into the grueling and back-breaking work known as belly-dancing, claiming it was to preserve their Gypsy roots. Soon, she began badgering Evelyn to improve her dance.. of course, the girl complied seeing as she just wanted to earn her mother's approval and respect.

Then it happened, at the age of 18, that Evelyn's life changed. A circus came to their hometown, the ticket to Evelyn's freedom. Her mother, not able to resist the colorful flyers, finally agreed to take her daughter. Immediately, Evelyn was dazzled, amazed with the freedom and laughter that the circus provided.. in fact, she enjoyed it so much that she didn't want to leave. It was that night, after their visit to the show, that the belly-dancer fled. Her mother, more than relieved the nuisance was erased, never sent for police to track down the runaway and Evelyn was accepted into the circus life. As a showgirl, her birth name was erased and replaced with Calypso, a Greek nymph who was quite known for bewitching people. And that's just what Calypso's dancing does; bewitch and mesmerize.


So begins...

Evelyn "Calypso" Winters's Story

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Shiloh stood up from her crisscrossed position on the floor in her tent. Everyone in the circus had their own tent where they called home. Carnies slept, dressed, and basically did everything normal people would do in there tents. They even have this strict rule that carnies cannot enter other carnies rooms without being told they may enter. This rule is so strict for the fact that tents don't lock and don't have doors to knock on. Sure, they had trailers. But the trailers were used for the show girls to do their makeup and hair. Shiloh, being a clown, had to do her makeup herself in her tent. A mater of fact, everyone else, not counting the acrobat's who also use the trailers for makeup, had to do everything themselves.

Shiloh let out a sigh, not standing in the middle of her tent as she looked around. In one corner, she had a small sleeping spot. She didn't have a bed, but just a matric on the ground with an old heavy yet thin blanket and an old pillow. She didn't mind though, it was good enough for her and this is what happens in a low budget circus. When you join the circus, it's up to you to buy everything you need with the money you make. A lot of people even have to get a second job to pay for everything. Shiloh's one of those people. But, we'll get into that later. Looking around her room/tent some more, we have a clothes rack that holds just a few hangers to Shiloh's costume. She keeps the rest of her clothes in a suitcase on the ground next to it. On the other side of the tent, opposite her bed, is a mirror on a desk with all her stage makeup laid down on it. That's all she held in her little tent, thought, it wasn't so little as it was tall enough for Shiloh to stand up straight through most of it, but, on the other hand, Shlioh is a rather short girl.

Walking over to her rack, Shiloh carefully put on her clowns costume. She didn't have a normal clowns costume that you would think about when you hear clown. No, Shiloh's costume holds mostly black and white. A black suite a size big on her, a white dress shirt a size big on her, and an over-sized white bowtie. After she had this on, she went over to the mirror and did her hair first. Putting her bleached-blonde hair up into a Mohawk-like fashion. She then continues on to do her makeup. Being a clown, she's not suppose to show any of her actual skin color. So, she puts white face paint all over her face, ears, and neck, covering up all her normal pale skin color. She then takes her eye makeup after the paint is dried and darkens it around her eyes a bit. She continues with black face paint, going over where her eyebrows would be located. She finishes up her makeup by putting on bright red lipstick. Once that is finished, she puts on bright red gloves that fit her perfectly and bright red dress shoes a size big on her.

She looked at herself in the mirror and practiced her smile. Pinning it there, she headed out of her tent and to the front gateway into the circus. The gate way was large and a rusty red color. It had ribbons coming from the bottom of either side and going out to surround the circus. Once she got to the front gate, she picked up the flyers and waited as the new comers came in, handing each of them a flyer with a small settle smile pinned on her face.





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"Ba-da-da-da-da-da-ba-da-ba-da Ba-da-da-da-da-da-ba-da-ba-da ba-da-da-da ba-da-da-da ba-da-da ba-da-da ba-da-da-ba!" Ricket sing loudly in his tent to the music playing over the intercom. So what, it didn't have lyrics or any words what so ever, but he could still sing to it. Rickets tent was a mess. It had old alcohol bottles all over the place. He didn't even have a bed in there, just an old rotten recliner that he got when he joined the circus. That seems like such a long time ago. His tent was arranged in the same way Shiloh's was but with more of a messy way, and instead of having a stand with makeup he had his huge stilts with giant pants over them and giant shoes on the end. He got dressed in his outfit, putting on smaller versions of the shoes and pants on himself, then dragged them outside.

Being a stilt walker and having the tall stilts, he couldn't get them on himself. So, off he went to go find Shiloh, his little helper. He found her already greeting Wanna-Be's into the gate and gave a big smile. "Why, hello, youngens! I'm Ricket, that there's Shiloh!" He said loudly and excitedly then glanced at Shiloh, who didn't say a word. "She's a quiet clown, so she wont talk while in costume. But, out of costume she'll talk more, don't worry!" He said, his Irish accent coming out some as he said so. "Shiloh, give a mate a hand, will you?" He said, large smile still illumining his face. Shiloh nodded and went to help her fellow carny up onto his legs.

Once Ricket was up, he nodded down at her, tipping his hat to her slightly, then waved to the Wanna-Be's. "Come on, now. You don't want to be late to the big top, now do you?" He said and lead the way to the big top. Once there, he reached over and held the tent open as he waited for everyone to go inside before stepping in himself. All about the large tent was little groups of the carnies all talking among themselves. Some had the animals by them and some just had themselves. After a moment, Rocky came up and stood beside Ricket in his little matching doggy vest. He knew while he stood there that today was going to be a fun day as they offered there home to the Wanna-Be's to join.

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Smiles was late. He cursed as he crashed out of his tent trying in vain to tie his shoe as he did. He gave two hops before he fell face first into the ground and groaned as he got back up and dusted himself off. Taking a deep breath he opted for tying his dress shoes before seriously damaging any body parts that he'd prefer to keep. He checked to make sure that his dark faded jeans, dark purple vest and crisp white button down shirt weren't ruined and that his fedora- which matched his vest- was still atop his head. Once that was done he speed walked down to the Big Top. He passed the gates and wondered how many new people had come for a chance at the circus life and how many would actually stay. He remembered when he'd been in their position and the many people that had come that day to join. Slowly many of those people had left or quit because they couldn't handle or didn't want to live it out as the carnies did. Smiles was glad he had a strong determination or he'd never have known the joys of being a carnie. He didn't have an act or anything of the sort. He was a simple concessionaire but he was treated pretty equally to the others and for that he was truly grateful.

Opening the flaps of the Big Top he grinned as he spotted many of them already inside. Great going Smiles, now everyone knows you're late, he chastised himself in his head. He spotted Lyfe and gave him an apologetic look before placing both hands in a pleading position and bowed his head regretfully. He hated disappointing his boss. Actually, he hated disappointing anyone really. Looking back up he noticed the newbies and sauntered over with his usual charming smile and waved dramatically. "Hello there newcomers! I am the wonderful and magnificent Smiles," he greeted, bowing in a ridiculous but oddly charming way that only Smiles could ever pull off before continuing on, "I hope to see more of you in the coming days, yes?" He turned to Shiloh, gave her a friendly two finger wave greeting before heading to the side and sat at the stands.

Smiles was still tired oddly enough. His part time job required him to wake up at an ungodly hour in the morning but he needed all the extra money he could get. None of his fellow carnies really knew it but he worked part time for an old lady, helping her sew and mend clothes and costumes. He felt no shame in the trade and wouldn't give a flying rats arse if the others knew but since they hadn't asked he'd never said. He liked helping the sweet old lady out, and in the long run he knew how to fix any torn clothes or costumes. Very helpful if such a situation came up here at the circus. Heck, the old lady he worked for had even taught him how to make a few clothes and was still in the process of said teaching. Pretty soon he wouldn't have to go to stores to buy his clothes. He'd simply buy a bunch of fabric, needles and thread and he'd make himself a whole batch of clothing. Very useful indeed. He lets his dark brown eyes glance at everyone slowly and he smiles softly. This was his family. "And its about to get just a bit bigger..." he murmured to himself as he finally settled his sights on the newbies.

Before long, Lyfe enters center stage and Smiles listens attentively as their Ring Master gives his speech.





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Tomo was currently standing at the other side of the street of the gates looking very much like a stalker. A very hot stalker, she amended in her head smirking as she looked down at her choice of clothing. She'd chosen to go with an off the shoulder skull tee, some black short shorts, awesome fishnet stockings (one of many that she owned) and black boots that reached just below her knees. She'd added small black leather bracelets here and there just so she wouldn't feel so plain but then again Tomo was one of few people who could ever really look plain even on off days. Her friend Molly had helped her fashion her hair into a mohawk style that didn't require her to cut off any of her hair whatsoever.

She smiled as she thought of her best friend. Molly was the complete opposite of her; she was shy, a bit nerdy and all around cute! Though she looked like a kid, Molly was actually two years older than Tomo and liked to remind her of it every chance she got. Tomo had been living with Molly for a little over a year ever since she'd left her parents home. Tyler, Molly's boyfriend, was also one of Tomo's closest friend and was also on the baby faced side. People still wondered why such sweet faced people would still be friends with a daredevil like Tomo. She knew they made an odd little trio but she loved them dearly because they didn't judge her and accepted her for who she was. 'Course, that didn't stop them from having their arguments now and then BUT that's what friendship was all about. Sticking together through the good and bad.

Enough with the mindless reminiscent memories. Get your ass over there, she commanded herself as she snapped back to reality. She adjusted her large spiked messenger bag on her shoulder before she strutted across the street and took a flyer from the female clown with a grateful smile. Once they'd gathered quite a few people she followed them into what they reffered to as the "Big Top". Many of the Carnies introduced themselves and Tomo couldn't help but eye them up. Attractive lot, that they were. Tomo grinned mischievously at the rated r thoughts running through her head before she shook herself free of them. Down Tomo, down. She stayed oddly silent throughout the whole thing, even when there was a commotion with the animals and Ricket, very odd behaviour for Tomo herself since half the time even her friends couldn't get her to shut up. But Tomo figured that this was a whole new world she was coming into. A whole new set of rules to take in mind. Though she was for the most part a rebellious girl Tomo still held her parents upbringing in her genes. She could be decent, even normal, if she allowed herself to be. This was one such occasion. She hungrily took in her surrounding and the people around her and wondered only for a second if she was doing the right thing. But only for a second. The way that her heart beat against her chest and the rush she was getting just standing there was all the answer she needed. As the Ring Master walked to the center of the stage Tomo stilled and listened to his speech. A thrill went down her back and she grinned.