Post by DAIYU XIANG on Jun 25, 2015 0:36:35 GMT -6
Daiyu Xiang
Fifteen ♦ Female ♦ Homosexual ♦ Sheep ♦ Street Dancer ♦ Zhe Geng Niao (Bluebird) ♦ Kiane (Bluebird)
HISTORIA
- Her father was a Baku, making her half-Baku. This manifests in her appetite for and ability to eat dreams, as well as the fact that she has a sheep's tail and a pair of small horn buds beneath her hair.
- Is originally from The Kells, but fled to Shambala while still a child
- She and her family are buskers, meaning they perform on the street for their sustenance. Her role is as a dancer, however the others have other roles such as playing music or other performances.
What? You...want to know about my history? Well..ummm...okay…
Where to start… Well, I know that I was born in The Kells, but where exactly I don’t remember… I never had any parents, I mean, of course I had parents but….they were gone when I was born, or at least before I was old enough to remember. I grew up alone, no family, no home.
The first thing I remember is the sea, it was just so big, it went on forever. But it was so calm and beautiful, like a giant flower. The gulls flew and dove above it, like tiny bees carrying its pollen. I’ve always loved the sea. So when I traveled around, I tried to always stay in sight of it. Oh, sorry, that’s probably confusing. I didn’t go around countries or anything, I just wandered around The Kells, traveling from village to village, using whatever scraps i could find to feed myself or make into clothes. My first dress I made out of some old sails that had been thrown away. Most people just ignored me, I never really tried to stand out, so there wasn’t much trouble, I was just another orphan.
...Well...not just another orphan…. I...I probably shouldn’t say but…. Really..? You’re sure…? Okay… Sometimes I would get….hungry. Not hungry for food like normal but...hungry for other things. Dreams. I don’t know why but...I can ‘eat’ dreams, not mine but other people’s. It doesn’t hurt them or anything, in fact it seems to help them. When they’re having dreams that won’t let them rest I can just slurp them up like noodles and suddenly the person gets the most contented look on their face, like….like they’re dreaming of an endless flower, I guess. Maybe that’s just me, I don’t really know…
Usually it wasn’t really a problem, out by the ocean there are always sailors who drink too much and pass out, and whether it was the alcohol or the things they’d seen I don’t know but...they would have the most horrible dreams. And whenever I get hungry like that I can just….feel them. Its hard to explain. Its like...a sound or scent, just on the edge of my perception, and I’m drawn there. So I’d just help them rest and then go on my way. But sometimes….sometimes I couldn’t find them or they weren’t close enough, I don’t know why but I’d be drawn to other people, people in homes. And I couldn’t help it I just...I’d sneak in through a window or door and eat their dreams too. Alot of the time I’d almost be caught, their friends or a family member coming in just as I’d finish, but I always managed to get away.
…..Well, almost always. One night I was drawn into a home, to a little girl having horrible nightmares. I can still remember, she was crying, her face looked so awful, like she was in horrible pain. So I tried to help her, but before I could her mother came in and caught me. She….She thought I was an Unseelie, trying to steal or murder her baby. But I was just trying to help her! I tried to tell her but she wouldn’t listen, she started throwing things at me, started hitting me, and I got so scared I ran out the front door, past her husband and into the middle of town. There….were people everywhere...all staring at me… And when they came out of the house shouting at me everyone got such scary looks on their faces… They threw things and yelled and tried to grab me, but I got away and I ran. I didn’t know where I was going, but like always I was drawn to the sea. I knew I couldn’t stay in The Kells anymore, they thought I was some kind of demon, and the next time someone found me they might have had guns… So while the sailors were distracted by the commotion I snuck onto a ship, I didn’t know where it was going, just so long as it took me away.
I didn’t eat the entire trip, not even when I got hungry for dreams and my stomach hurt so much I’d cry in pain. I was still scared, much too scared to come out. If they found me I just knew they’d hurt me, throw me overboard, or do something worse. So I stayed hidden, until finally one day I heard the gulls once more. I knew then that the ship had come to land, and so as quietly as I could I snuck off. I thought I’d made it unnoticed but before I could leave the port I was stopped by this strange old man. I was terrified, I thought he knew who I was and was going to send me back to The Kells or have me tortured or sealed in a jar, but instead he just stared at me. And then, the most amazing thing happened, in a flash of light a small box had appeared from nowhere, tied tightly in a beautiful red ribbon. The old man gave me the box and then turned away, just leaving me there.
I didn’t know where I was, or what I should do, so I just went back to living as I always had, picking scraps out of the trash. I lived that way for...oh, I don’t even remember how long anymore. But eventually I was found by a woman. Even then I was still terrified of people, and when I saw her staring and frowning at me I froze up immediately. When she started walking towards me I just knew I was done for. But then she licked her thumb and started scrubbing the dirt off my face. Once it was all gone, and my cheeks were red as a cherry from all the rubbing, she stood up, smiled, and led me away by the hand. To be honest it probably wasn’t smart to let some stranger lead me away, but I was too shocked to protest. The lady took me into an old, broken building, and there she introduced me to her family. They weren’t siblings or anything, none of them were related, but they’d all come together at different times and different places and through everything they were made a family. And, though I still don’t understand why, they wanted me to be part of their family.
Finally I had a home. It wasn’t a mansion, just a dirty shack, but it was still home. None of my family had jobs, in Shambala we were all outcasts and no one would dare hire us. So instead we did what we could to make money. Mostly it was performing in the streets, counting on the kindness of strangers to help us through. Though I wasn’t sure I would fit in, before i even noticed it my body was flowing to their music. Maybe it’s the essence of the spirit within me, but dancing is as natural to me as breathing. It just...flows through me, like water. I hear music and suddenly the world is gone, and all I hear are the rhythms, flowing over my body like a warm breeze and carrying me in its motion. Apparently people liked it, because before long we began to get more money than any of us had ever seen. It wasn’t a fortune by any means, but we could finally afford to eat real food, fix up our home, get clothing that wasn’t covered in holes and patches. My family bought me my first dress, the one I wear still, as a gift to remember the day I had first joined them. I had never been so happy.
Then, one day, I was by myself. I had saved some of the money and had gone out alone to buy some pastries, presents for everyone. But there, in front of the bakery, was a group of people. I didn’t know who they were, but I recognized one face. And even though it had been years and years ago, he recognized me. It was the father of the girl I had tried to save, back in The Kells. I didn’t know why he was there but I turned and I ran. But they followed me, and they ran faster. I wasn’t as small as I used to be so I couldn’t hide as easily, and before long they had caught me, corned me in an alley. I could see it in their eyes that they hated me but...but they were smiling…. Dear Emperor...I had never tasted a nightmare so horrible as those smiles… There was nowhere I could run, and I couldn’t possible fight them off. My family wasn’t there, I had left alone and so they had no idea where I was. But….I still had the box that old man had given me when I first came to Shambala. All the stories I’d heard said that they contained items of incredible power, so I thought that, just maybe, there was something in there that could save me. I knew it was too soon to open it, and that they said all those who opened it before their time would be horrifically cursed but...I didn’t have a choice…. So I pulled the ribbon...the box opened….and….here I am.
OTHER
PLAYER BACKGROUND. Both answers are the same, Fae was talking about how amazing it was and then flipped her script when she saw it reopening.
PLAY BY. Fire Emblem - Ninian - Daiyu Xiang
PLAY BY. Fire Emblem - Ninian - Daiyu Xiang