[@shamrocknroll] Finally done. Let me know what you think. [hider=Weird lady with a tambourine] [hr][hr] [center] [color=f6989d][h3]Lyris O'Rourke[/h3][/color] [img]https://media.giphy.com/media/77TW8RNNImbcY/giphy.gif[/img] [sub][color=f6989d]"If a simple song can hearten one's soul, then I suppose I shouldn't stop yeah?"[/color] [/sub] [/center] [hr] [color=f6989d][b]Name:[/b][/color] Lyris O'Rourke [color=f6989d][b]Age:[/b] [/color]30-ish [color=f6989d][b]Birthday:[/b][/color] March 26 [color=f6989d][b]Nationality:[/b][/color] Ireland [color=f6989d][b]Ethnicity:[/b][/color] English blood, Irish heart [color=f6989d][b]Birth Place:[/b][/color] Dublin, Ireland [color=f6989d][b]Current Residence:[/b][/color] Arizona, USA [color=f6989d][b]Gender:[/b] [/color]Female [color=f6989d][b]Education:[/b][/color] Accounting, drop out. [color=f6989d][b]Mortal Job:[/b][/color] Freelance Musician [hr] [color=f6989d][b]Pantheon:[/b][/color] [b]Music, Song and Dance[/b] a.k.a the Party God [color=f6989d][b]Height:[/b][/color] 5'10 [color=f6989d][b]Weight:[/b][/color] 135lbs [color=f6989d][b]Build:[/b][/color] Shapely/curvy. [color=f6989d][b]Eyes:[/b][/color] Light Blue [color=f6989d][b]Hair:[/b][/color] Wavy. Blonde. About shoulder length [color=f6989d][b]Skin Tone:[/b][/color] Rosy [color=f6989d][b]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:[/b][/color] Has a tattoo of a sparrow on her left forearm, a small lyre just below the nape of her neck, flowers and such scattered around her body which she herself can't really recall how she got it. [color=f6989d][b]Personal Style:[/b][/color] [indent]Lyris sports the "Hippie-Dessert witch" look almost impressively. Impressive, that she seems to choose her fashion style allover the place yet it still turns out great and all within the convenience of her wardrobe, or the nearest Salvation Army. Her style is rather ragged, with a touch of Bohemian class at least, preferring skirts and dresses, cowboy leather boots and flimsy loose shirts or tank tops, leather belt buckles and bead necklaces, earrings and bracelets. She is never seen without a shawl donned over her shoulders and occasionally a top hat to go with that.[/indent] [hr][hr][center][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/5a7fa1af6947853ea395a83f29c7b520/tumblr_inline_nl10e9JfyU1rrrkde.gif[/img] [img]https://media.giphy.com/media/sZfk8RkWINSE/giphy.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/01540fa4337f32196dd6437b36dae2a0/tumblr_mv5ykrRnhP1qgvr4ko2_250.gif[/img][/center] [hr] [b][center][color=007236] Carefree[/color] *[color=9e0b0f] Careless[/color] * [color=007236]Good humored[/color] *[color=9e0b0f] Overly Passionate[/color] [/center][/b] [color=f6989d][b]Sexuality:[/b][/color] Not really interested, or just completely clueless. But if she ever get that feeling, [s]I want Sexual Healing[/s] gender is never an issue. [color=f6989d][b]Relationship Status:[/b][/color] Single [color=f6989d][b]Personality:[/b][/color] [indent]Lyris is like that one aunt in the family, who collects old vinyl records instead of cats, disassociates herself from the rest of the family because of her oddness and eccentricities. Nobody really contacts her or wants anything to do with her, and if you do come over for a visit she'll treat and serve you as if you were Odin himself. Lyris fears nothing more in life than loneliness. And sadly, she always had been. Living in her small trailer within the Arizona desert, from a distance you could hear the echo of Etta James playing from her record player. At the very least she managed to find company in music, of all kinds and eras. To her there's no bad music, she sees all the goodness in every melody, no matter how bad it may sound to the ordinary person. It's like a gift or a natural sense, she says, after all she is the Goddess of song and music. Naturally Lyris is a carefree and fun loving individual. She's not one to back down from a blazing party, karaoke nights or a poetry slam session. That being said, she's never driven by competition, as the only thing that matters to her is her expression through her art, sharing it to the world and that is all. Even when working as a freelance musician, she is rather indifferent about money and fame, to much of her band mates disapproval. She had declined record labels and opportunities from other states, opting to stay "where the wind thinks she is needed the most.", in all her typical vagueness. She's always pretty much in a good mood, and you'd rarely see her angry and dispassionate about something or someone. Although if anything might put her over the edge she'll be a complete emotional wreak. And nobody really wants to see Lyris in a very down mood, that could have some complications being an influential God. [/indent] [color=f6989d][b]Habits:[/b][/color] [list]* ALWAYS hums or sings a melody idly. *Fiddles with her giant pendant, absently. *Always keeps a floral shawl over her shoulders. [/list] [color=f6989d][b]Hobbies:[/b][/color] * Gardening * Singing/Dancing with her tambourine, either with an audience or none * Window shopping for antiques/ knick knacks *Hoarding [color=f6989d][b]Fears:[/b][/color] [list] * Solitary Life * Be cut off from the thing she love the most. * Going deaf, or crippled.[/list] [color=f6989d][b]Likes:[/b][/color] [list]* Music and Dancing (for obvious reasons) Has a preference for the 70's early-80's folk and some classic alternatives. (E.G, Bob Dylan, Joan Baez, Peter Paul and Mary, Fleetwood Mac, among others.) * Parties/Celebrations, no matter what the occasion. Weddings, Birthdays, Funerals as long as she get to offer her song and dance to the celebrant, whether they like it or not. * Travelling. A lot. * Meeting new people from new places. * The countryside, on a hot windy summer. * The beach, on a hot windy summer. * Theater Plays. [/list] [color=f6989d][b]Dislikes:[/b] [/color] [list]* Depressing moods/setting. She'll find some way to lighten up the room no matter what. * Getting stuck in one place for a long time. * Being Alone. The more people/things happening around her the better. * People with no culture, or at least an appreciation to the musical arts. * The City, Urban Settings. [/list] [color=f6989d][b]Bio:[/b][/color] [indent]Believe it or not before Lyris was even born, its as if she's already destined to be a God of Music, Song and Dance. Her parents were both enthusiastic about music. Her mother was a gogo dancer, her father was a solo musician. And from what her old uncle had deeply recalled, =the moment the one of them laid eyes on the other it was as if the two were very much made for each other, or moreso, made to conceive a daughter with a Godly affinity to the arts. Although, her parents were persistent of pursuing their careers and dreams, she was left in the care of her father's ex band mate and best friend in Ireland, which she came to call him dear uncle, just a few months after Lyris was born. As a young girl she had showed some form of affinity to music, her uncle then encouraged and thought her all the things she needs to know about it. She had written her own songs, played the guitar, danced for an audience and in some weird, unclear reason, Lyris has the ability to lift people's spirits when doing her thing. It's almost as if people are drawn to her, or infected by her whimsical aura. When she got older, Lyris thought to pursue her dreams in becoming a successful musician, so she could share the beauty of her gifts and moved around the UK to catch opportunities. It didnt take long for people to notice her, next thing she knew, she's travelling the world, from one country to another. Before she moved out, her uncle had given her a parting gift, a goatskin wood tambourine fit for a Goddess, promising her uncle that she will treasure it for the rest of her life. What halted her, was her distaste for the corporate system and their greedyness. The bigger her name was the higher bid was to her music. She didnt like that. Music and Dance was meant to be shared, freely and inexpensively. And being a god, she felt like she's going against her own purposes. Then one day she just left the studio and drove out into the sunset, never to be seen again and after a few days her course had taken her to Arizona. There she spent her life alone for almost more than a decade, working for free at some dingy old bar to give opportunities to young aspiring musicians and of course sharing her wonderful gift to the world. The small bar at times, would turn into a mini woodstock, people are always in high spirits, loving and sharing, dazed in the magnificence of a God's melody. [/indent] [color=f6989d][b]Family:[/b] [/color] Audrey, mother, a gogo dancer. Randall O'Rourke, father, independent solo artist. Lyris never met both of them at any point in her life. They both died on a plane crash whilst on a small time tour around the UK. Stephen, uncle, dad's best friend from Ireland. Raised Lyris, further encouraged her love for music. Father figure. 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