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Introduction

Hello there, my name is Kastanette and I am a yellow kyrii.
If you're here, then you must want to know more about me, right? Just read on...



Story

I wish I could tell you a wonderful rags-to-riches story of my life, but that's just not how it happened. I started out my life as a regular yellow kyrii living on the streets of Sakhmet. I'm still a regular yellow kyrii living on the streets, but I guess you could say that my life has changed for the better.

In my early days, I was all alone. I never had a real house to live in, so I slept in any place I could find--a small hole in the wall or a ditch in the sand. If there was one thing I was thankful for, it was my slender build, which allowed me to fit in small spaces. If you've never been to the Lost Desert, the one thing you should know is that it is unbearably hot during the day but cold at night. It's impossible to do anything when the sun beats down without mercy, and I had a secret fear of the dark. So I would stay curled up somewhere until the evenings, which was the only time I came out. I won't lie, it was a tough life, but experiences like these just make you stronger.

Like I said, I started out alone. I had nobody to feed me or clothe me, and I was too shy to ask for help, so I had to help myself. To survive, I had to resort to stealing. Yes, I know stealing is wrong, and I'm ashamed of it, but I didn't know any better at the time. Mostly, I pilfered food from the Sakhmet food stands, but I also took some books from Sutek's Scrolls. I had self-taught myself to read at an early age. After all, reading was a great way to pass the time while I was hiding during the day.

It was a Sutek scroll that became my first introduction to the world of music. Upon returning to my hole-in-the-wall shelter, I realized that the rolled-up scroll in my hands contained no words, just sets of lines and weird symbols that I have never seen before. I later learned that it was sheet music, but of course I couldn't read it then. Nevertheless, I decided to keep it, just in case of it could be useful in the future.

My first eye-opening moment was when the traveling show came to Sakhmet. They were a group of gypsies who danced and sang for the crowds in the streets. I stood in the audience, listening to their happy music and graceful dancing. It was the first time I had ever seen anything like that.

After the show, I decided to take a chance and approached the performers to ask if I could join their group. They welcomed me with open arms, even though I had no idea how to entertain. Back then, I was so pitifully shy. I told them that I preferred to do something that won't attract too much attention my way. They started me off with my first musical instrument--the castanet.

If you haven't figured it out by now, that's how I received my name. When the gypsies asked for my name, I had to tell them that I didn't have one, so they started calling me "Castanet", which evolved into Kastanette, the name I use today.

Traveling with the gypsy show was one of the best things that ever happened to me. We toured all over Neopia--Terror Mountain, Meridell, even Roo Island. I had never been outside of Sakhmet, so every new destination was an exciting new adventure. I learned the basics of rhythm and soon was promoted to other instruments such as the tambourine, bells, and the drum. Slowly I emerged from the shell I've been hiding in for so long and I became more and more outgoing. (Now I am constantly being described as devilish and talkative...LOL!) I made so many lasting friendships. One of my closest friends was an aisha who played the accordion. She was the one who gave me my first flute and taught me how to read sheet music. I dug out that dusty scroll that I stole from Sutek several years ago and played the tune on my flute. In that moment, I felt a feeling that I can't even begin to describe--a sense of accomplishment and belonging. I finally felt like I had something to do with my life.

Eventually, the traveling show disbanded, and I returned to the Lost Desert. I was still penniless and without a home, but I've gained so many new experiences. Because in the end, it's not the material things that matter, it's the memories you keep in your heart that really counts.



Likes/Dislikes


You want to know more about me? Well, here are some things I enjoy and dislike. Hover over pictures to read a description!

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My Toybox

Look at the cute yellow kyrii toys I've picked up C: If you have any, please neomail my owner,




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