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Welcome to Washington





Introduction

A deep, rapid pulse pounds like a heartbeat through the stuffy air. It is dark, and there are blinding laser lights flashing around the packed building. A sea of bodies is bouncing to the beat, all flashing with assorted neon lights about them. The rave music is vivid with rhythmical sirens and alive with waves of voices all harmonizing into one in an unexpectedly beautiful melody, still punctuated with the still more vigorous pulsating.

Over in a dark corner stands a dj, the very same who is creating the music that fuels the energy of the mass of ravers. But no one sees him, and he sees no one. He watches his hands ripple over vinyl and switches with a blank -disallowed_word- boring as hell) so I could learn to dj properly, and then we were forced into the 'real' world, and I, out of my parents' house. I never had anything against my parents, really, I'm just not very close to them because I'm so different than they are. The way I see it, JD's the only family I need.

After college, I was hired, to my surprise, as a full time dj for Nuclear Era, a rave club near our appartment. I can't say I'd ever want any other job; it's simply the best job there is. Julian certainly isn't complaining....he'd dance until his legs fell off if I didn't have the daytime off.




Traits/Quirks

I'm pretty much a recluse, and I don't talk much, unlike Julian. I find that words get people in trouble, and I'd rather miss out on that. But alot of people find it difficult to befriend me because I don't open up easily, and I guess that can be a bad thing. But I don't think my lack of friends is just caused by my silence because JD is very loud and outspoken, and he can't make friends to save his life. Not that he cares, of course—I think that, in fact, might be the problem.

Skating and music is pretty much the story of my life. I love nothing more than listening to electronic and techno and skating, while simultaneously ordering Julian around. What could be better?

Well, now that you know the downside to talking to me, it's time for the sort of upside. I'm not a bad friend once we break the ice. I mean I'm pretty considerate, even though I like to laugh at Julian when he trips on my old skateboards. Don't be fooled by that, though; Jd fully deserves it. I can't count the number of times he's pulled mean-spirited pranks on me. I don't know why we're such good friends, being complete opposites, but I don't think anything could separate us.



Statistics

Name: vih-ghee-LAH-nee
Call Me: Vigi, Lani
Gender: Female
Good Music: Electronic/Punk/Rave
Bad Music: Country/Emo/Reggae
Current Home: Washington D.C.
Family: Unknown
Friends: Djyn and Julian
Job: serves drinks at Nuclear Era
Language: English
Age: 21 by Human Standards
Fur: Chalky blue
Hair: Light Pink
Eyes: Yellow
Build: Medium height, fairly thin
Roleplay: Closed for now


Disposition: Lani is very outgoing and has a magnetic attitude. She is never rude unless provoked, but she is slightly vain, and is a little too concerned with her appearence. She also has a weak personality, meaning she does things just to please others, just to be liked. It is difficult for her to be competely loyal to a friend, even if she really admires them. She is very fun to be around in general, however, and is almost always positive.




Likes / Dislikes

Raves.
Friends.
Fashion.
Dancing.
Magazines.
Skirts.
Chatting.
.Rude people
.Rain
.Waking up
.Conflict
.Caffeinated drinks
.Being Cold
.Books




Customs

This is the set of lupe customs I've done, located here.



Friends

Julian and Dj are two guys that work at Nuclear Era with me. They're really nice, but I don't know them that well, I mean I don't hang out with them except for when we're working. Julian is a bit rough around the edges, but he makes me laugh. Djyn is confusing though. He's very quiet and the most he's ever said to me is asking for water. He doesn't talk to anyone except Julian, it seems.



Links

Hear the Nuclear Era Breakbeat Just fade away.. Rhist ... What defines reality? Broken
Rawr fast forward



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