Post by Exigent Contact on Jul 30, 2009 19:36:35 GMT -5
Name: Nadine Jasmin Drista
Alias:
Gender: Female
Age: 23 years old, born December 29th, 1985.
Race: Indian Caucasian mix.
Sexuality: Essentially pansexual.
Marital Status: Single
Religion:Light Hindu tenants.
Hometown: Rosewood
Current Residence: Rosewood.
Occupation: Exotic dancer.
Height: 5'8''
Weight: 124 lbs.
Body Type: Lean and well defined; limber and flexible, the quintessential dancer's body.
Skin: A medium coffee brown, supple.
Eyes: Hazel.
Hair: Black and flowing three quarters down her back.
Physical Description: On the lankier side of a very feminine appearance, lacks visible bones(hates the concept of being too thin or too fat) and is very shapely for her body type. High B cups, long legs that are toned due to constant dancing.
Personality: Quiet and surprisingly intellectual. She truly enjoys the more decadent pleasures in life, such as sex, but remains steadfast in maintain a happy medium between her professional career and her personal life. Dancing is her true passion, which has allowed her to become somewhat of a karate adept. She is known for a biting wit and random introspective statements that have little relevance than to her. Is easily distracted by thought. Is a bit of a naturalist in her heart of hearts, with a small passion in botany budding within her. Ever since reading some of Ayn Rand she has developed a keen respect for objectivism, despite its traditional level of extreme. She loves and loathes horror books; because while she is usually unafraid of the texts themselves, their implications can frighten her along the way.
Likes: Reading, dancing, running, yoga, philosophy, loves the dirt and playing around with nature. Likes her feet as well.
Dislikes: People who take her wondering as foolishness, being mistaken for being gullible.
Fears: Her future. She is often unsure about the courses of action in her life and is terrified of rejection and failure. Aside from that, she is somewhat afraid of crossing bridges and positively terrified of common taboos, such as breaking mirrors and walking under ladders.
Family : Her father was pure Indian and her mother was mixed Indian.
History:Her parents moved from India before she was born to California, where they spent most of their early lives together. Right as she was born, they moved to Rosewood. She had a happy little childhood that was open to her; curiosity was never punished, not even about subjects that would make most parents blush. She found her sexual identity early in life and her parents accepted her as she was. She became a dancer after a successful college run that included studies in English and Philosophy. Truly, apart from some aberrant oddities, Nadine grew up rather content and happy. Perhaps even because of them.
Strengths: A capable martial artist and rather persuasive with her natural charm and beauty, she can get herself into just about any situation with ease. Her intelligence, both scholastic and instinctual, will bring her out.
Weaknesses: Tends to fret heavily over the small things, and is nearly as easily persuaded by intimate maneuvers as her own targets are. Also becomes somewhat panicky in tense situations, leaving her sometimes useless and/or helpless. Has occasional bouts of daydreaming and deep wonder, leaving some to think she is a bit of a ditz.
Extra Information: Extremely flexible. Is capable of bringing her foot around her back near to her shoulder. Has terrible handwriting, despite being able to write competent from a technical standpoint. Whilst at home, she prefers to be nude, as she felt her body should always be free. When out in public she wears light tunics and dresses, and if not going far, walks barefoot. Is a decidedly bad cook.
Sample Post: "Ah, tsk, tsk," sighed Nadine Drista, the shining star of the Rosewood Kitty Club. "If one wishes to see all this kitty offers, the wolf must be willing to bargain."
She got up from her prone pose, previously kicking her feet in the air behind her, purring incessant persuasions and sweet nothings to a particularly hungry (and rather loaded) customer. He had paid enough for her to begin to remove her dressings; simple ties and strips of cloth of a soft, furred material. Pure white, contrasting her considerably browned appearance. One pull of her immaculately- and cleverly- tied knots, and one part of her became exposed. her breasts hung free, having been removed strip by strip, dollar by dollar. She supposed if she had to dance for free, she would have, but this had its own exhilaration to it. The teasing, the coercion, the hot little game of cat and mouse that had her as the cat and the men as the mice, pliable and willing, so long as she willed it. She moved herself so he knees curled around to her left, a rather comfortable position for her.
Boyo hadn't paid though, and she grew increasingly petulant; more willing to tease and hide her bosom in the direction of the stage. Another part of the game; the game she played for money. Prize money really, buts its status as legitimate legal tender was a plus. She stretched her arms upward and behind the back of her head, as if in kneeling rest. Her breasts were carried upwardly- not that they needed it, being as perky as they were - and she sighed deeply, hinting of the Indian accent she had inherited from her parents. She then bent backwards in a bridge position, looking in a faux expression of longing at the customers. With dizzied gulps and blushes money rained around her.
"Good boys," she said with a sweet smile. "Now perhaps you wish to see the true pussy of the joint?"
With the new chase on (birthed on the loudest roars of approval that night) , she felt a shiver of excitement, and then was content. This was a good living, and she enjoyed it, despite its reputation. None of that really mattered anyway. Some time in the future, Nadine felt that she would never dance again.
Alias:
Gender: Female
Age: 23 years old, born December 29th, 1985.
Race: Indian Caucasian mix.
Sexuality: Essentially pansexual.
Marital Status: Single
Religion:Light Hindu tenants.
Hometown: Rosewood
Current Residence: Rosewood.
Occupation: Exotic dancer.
Height: 5'8''
Weight: 124 lbs.
Body Type: Lean and well defined; limber and flexible, the quintessential dancer's body.
Skin: A medium coffee brown, supple.
Eyes: Hazel.
Hair: Black and flowing three quarters down her back.
Physical Description: On the lankier side of a very feminine appearance, lacks visible bones(hates the concept of being too thin or too fat) and is very shapely for her body type. High B cups, long legs that are toned due to constant dancing.
Personality: Quiet and surprisingly intellectual. She truly enjoys the more decadent pleasures in life, such as sex, but remains steadfast in maintain a happy medium between her professional career and her personal life. Dancing is her true passion, which has allowed her to become somewhat of a karate adept. She is known for a biting wit and random introspective statements that have little relevance than to her. Is easily distracted by thought. Is a bit of a naturalist in her heart of hearts, with a small passion in botany budding within her. Ever since reading some of Ayn Rand she has developed a keen respect for objectivism, despite its traditional level of extreme. She loves and loathes horror books; because while she is usually unafraid of the texts themselves, their implications can frighten her along the way.
Likes: Reading, dancing, running, yoga, philosophy, loves the dirt and playing around with nature. Likes her feet as well.
Dislikes: People who take her wondering as foolishness, being mistaken for being gullible.
Fears: Her future. She is often unsure about the courses of action in her life and is terrified of rejection and failure. Aside from that, she is somewhat afraid of crossing bridges and positively terrified of common taboos, such as breaking mirrors and walking under ladders.
Family : Her father was pure Indian and her mother was mixed Indian.
History:Her parents moved from India before she was born to California, where they spent most of their early lives together. Right as she was born, they moved to Rosewood. She had a happy little childhood that was open to her; curiosity was never punished, not even about subjects that would make most parents blush. She found her sexual identity early in life and her parents accepted her as she was. She became a dancer after a successful college run that included studies in English and Philosophy. Truly, apart from some aberrant oddities, Nadine grew up rather content and happy. Perhaps even because of them.
Strengths: A capable martial artist and rather persuasive with her natural charm and beauty, she can get herself into just about any situation with ease. Her intelligence, both scholastic and instinctual, will bring her out.
Weaknesses: Tends to fret heavily over the small things, and is nearly as easily persuaded by intimate maneuvers as her own targets are. Also becomes somewhat panicky in tense situations, leaving her sometimes useless and/or helpless. Has occasional bouts of daydreaming and deep wonder, leaving some to think she is a bit of a ditz.
Extra Information: Extremely flexible. Is capable of bringing her foot around her back near to her shoulder. Has terrible handwriting, despite being able to write competent from a technical standpoint. Whilst at home, she prefers to be nude, as she felt her body should always be free. When out in public she wears light tunics and dresses, and if not going far, walks barefoot. Is a decidedly bad cook.
Sample Post: "Ah, tsk, tsk," sighed Nadine Drista, the shining star of the Rosewood Kitty Club. "If one wishes to see all this kitty offers, the wolf must be willing to bargain."
She got up from her prone pose, previously kicking her feet in the air behind her, purring incessant persuasions and sweet nothings to a particularly hungry (and rather loaded) customer. He had paid enough for her to begin to remove her dressings; simple ties and strips of cloth of a soft, furred material. Pure white, contrasting her considerably browned appearance. One pull of her immaculately- and cleverly- tied knots, and one part of her became exposed. her breasts hung free, having been removed strip by strip, dollar by dollar. She supposed if she had to dance for free, she would have, but this had its own exhilaration to it. The teasing, the coercion, the hot little game of cat and mouse that had her as the cat and the men as the mice, pliable and willing, so long as she willed it. She moved herself so he knees curled around to her left, a rather comfortable position for her.
Boyo hadn't paid though, and she grew increasingly petulant; more willing to tease and hide her bosom in the direction of the stage. Another part of the game; the game she played for money. Prize money really, buts its status as legitimate legal tender was a plus. She stretched her arms upward and behind the back of her head, as if in kneeling rest. Her breasts were carried upwardly- not that they needed it, being as perky as they were - and she sighed deeply, hinting of the Indian accent she had inherited from her parents. She then bent backwards in a bridge position, looking in a faux expression of longing at the customers. With dizzied gulps and blushes money rained around her.
"Good boys," she said with a sweet smile. "Now perhaps you wish to see the true pussy of the joint?"
With the new chase on (birthed on the loudest roars of approval that night) , she felt a shiver of excitement, and then was content. This was a good living, and she enjoyed it, despite its reputation. None of that really mattered anyway. Some time in the future, Nadine felt that she would never dance again.