Cause I'm a Fricken Gypsy! (OPen)

[ria]

Ariana Luna was a very, very strange child. This was, in all honesty, nothing new. Really? People should start to expect this from her. The sadness of yesterday was fully gone and, seriously? She didn’t even remember it! She was in happy perky mode again. Which could be seen by what she was currently doing. She was currently amusing herself in the amphitheater. Ria had developed a new weird habit of purposely being in rooms at times when they would be empty so that she could amuse herself. Ria could, in all honesty, very easily entertain herself very easily all on her own. She had been doing this for years after all. Her parents had decided when the Twins were about…oh…six or seven that they would travel. Ash, her mother, had been a nomad all her life and found it hard to sit still for too long. And her father practically lived to indulge her mother on the women’s strange whims. So they had gone off on to the road.

Ria had learned early on to entertain herself. She had no one else because her and Zay never could sit still and play nice with each other for very long. They were just too different from each other. So Ria entertained herself, bouncing around and about the place they were staying in, whether it was a hotel room or the Big Bus, as she had called it as a kid. Mostly by acting like a nut and making the rest of her family laugh. It was kind of what she did best. Ria was out of her mind, but she was totally happy to be that way. Those that loved her loved that about her. They loved that she was happy and spontaneous. Hell, she loved that she was happy and spontaneous. It kept her from thinking about things like blood and broken bodies in alleyways… Yesterday had been a bad day. Yesterday she had almost let Kaleigh take control, which would have been bad. Ria knew this even if she didn’t know who her other personality really was. They had never been properly introduced. This line of thinking induced a round of laughter from Ria.

So Ria was currently happily being out of her mind. It took her mind off of yesterday and put it firmly in the realm of today. How was she doing this now? She was blasting “Gypsy” by Shakira, not one of her usual artists but she adored the song cause it had such a happy beat and it was so easy to dance to, from her iHome. One of the few things she had gotten to take here with her. She carried it around with her a lot because it was a tiny thing that she could hide away in her bag and no one would notice where the strange noises were coming from. Well, not strange noises, it was music. But same difference! Right? Right! Strange noises were not music! Music was amazing and it was her happy place!

Ria laughed out loud, truly amusing herself. She was spinning around the stage on the Community Center. She didn’t really care whether or not she got caught, Ria didn’t think ahead to consequences like that. Therapy groups hadn't been in here when she had come in anyway! She just did what popped into her head. She got in trouble, well then she got in trouble. But that came later. That came later after she had had her fun and enjoyed herself. Any way, she was spinning and twirling around the stage, bouncing around to make the coins that dangled from the scarf like thing that hung from her waist jingle and make noise. Besides, the lyrics amused her. Only run with scissors when you want to get hurt It was just something that people around here seemed to say all the time. But see, Ria was different. Why walk when you could run? Why run when you could dance? Why be boring and mope about the bad things in life when you could have fun? ”Cause I’m a gypsy!” she belted out as she laughed and danced around.

She wasn't sure where Zay was, not at all. But that was okay! Zay could be such a spoiled sport, she wanted to have fun today not be all boring and dull like he wanted to be. Stick in the mud.

She saw someone else enter the room, and instead of doing the rational thing, Ria stopped and tilted her head a bit, making her rainbow colored hair slide to the side. It slightly got in her dark blue eyes, but she stubbornly pushed the hair out of her face. Her hair was always getting in her way sadly, it was nothing new for the wacky girl. She should probably cut it, but she liked her hair the way it was! She liked being an oddball with an odd hair style. It made her who she was. It defined her really, no one else had hair like her around her. Okay, well sure, other people had the same hair cut. But not many people had rainbows in their hair. Back to the person though! Instead of doing the rational thing like turn off the music and run like any sane person would do…Ria held out her hand with a wild laugh. ”Wanna dance with me?” she asked, laughing. Hey, if the person wanted to dance, Ria would be happy to have a friend to dance with!

Notes: Totally open
Words: 935
Muse: Epical

[aki]

It was a bright and beautiful day to the Japanese person as they walked to the community center. The bird were chirping brightly in a way that heralded summer. Despite this behavior, it was still cold enough that Aki's clothing was still pretty heavy. Well... they always had long sleeves because long sleeves hid certain embarrassing tattoos and scars on their arms. Quite ugly scars that were only hidden as well as they were because of the tattoos but the tattoos were still optical illusions so Aki preferred not to show them. But Aki still looked nice with the long sleeved dress mostly because gothic lolita dresser was good at picking dresses in the style they liked to dress in. Aki's current dress was a simple one more reminiscent of a maid outfit or something nunish although a bit too fashionable to be quite there.

The twenty eight year old's style required a lot of make up and hair gel to do but they were fairly pleased with the look. They had been planning to look cute and Aki thought they can succeeded. Specially with the fox familiar in their arms who was playing a stuffed animal. Aki was really grateful that Ten-chan was playing along so nicely, after all, Ten-chan was still a living animal even if he was Aki's familiar too. Aki petted the fox gratefully with lace gloved hands as they entered the community center. Why was Aki going to the community center when they could be opening the shop? Well... Aki was a foster too and was in the mood to dress up the community center a bit wacky today. So on Aki's arm was a big bag of stuff to decorate the place with.

To the surprise of the artist, there was the sound of guitar wafting through the center. Curious, the Japanese person followed the sound, thick but not platform shoes causing a fairly solid sound when it hit against the hard floor. While Aki walked, they listened to the song, having a bit of a hard time deciphering words with the unique nuances of the voice of the singer. Although Aki didn't recognize the artist, they did eventually get the words and found they liked the instrumental aspect of the song. So Aki was already half dancing when they entered the room. Blue eyes blinked at the rainbow haired teenager that had been dancing and was now staring at them. "Ano.... I didn't mean to interrupt." Aki started quietly "I just heard the music and came to..."

At the question of if Aki wanted to dance, Aki placed down the stuff including their familiar and took the teenager's hand. "Sure, just don't expect me to be very good." Aki told her with a smile, blue eyes twinkling and the make up barely crinkling thanks to practice. "Only afterwards could you tell me how you managed to rainbow dye your hair? It's so interesting." Aki would love to do the style at some point in time. Sure... The Japanese person could never find a outfit that would match in their wardrobe and would likely have to wear a lighter colored outfit in order to pull off the hair but Aki liked new styles. They loved the variety with female clothing and so therefore, they did like variety including with hair. Aki had a lot of wigs too for that same reason.

Word count: 579
Music: I was listening to your soundtrack for this thread
Muse: Aki muse is always decent
Outfit: link

[ria]

Ria was still bouncing along to the music while she waited for the other person to answer. She had laughter in her eyes that was threatening to spill from her mouth at any moment but that was the way Ria was! A lot of people thought that she was in here because of that, because she was always so happy all the time and never seemed to come down from it but who would go to an asylum for that! She did laugh then at the thought, she couldn’t help it, she was so happy! Ria was always happy though, she had been this way for as long as she could remember, even if she didn’t know why. She wouldn’t know either, cause her twin kept it to himself. Which was a very good thing, Ria was too innocent to be allowed to know something like that.

When the other person took her hand and said she would but don’t expect her to be any good Ria beamed. ”No that’s okay! You don’t have to be gooood just gotta wanna dance!” was her proclamation as she started to whirl again to the music. Ria had to move, she had to spin, she had to dance! She hadn’t even taken a moment to really look at her dance partner but was that the point? Ria never judged anyone else! And she sucked with names, so she tended to just run with life and let all the little things pass her at a blur. She was used to living in a house that moved after all.

Since Ria was eight her family had been on the move. She was used to being a nomad. They would stop at this town or that, but it was never for long so Ria never picked up the habit of making friends or learning names or cliques. And she didn’t care to learn now just because she was stuck here! She would continue to happily be a nut, thank you. If people wanted to get to know her, they were welcome to but she wouldn’t slow down, they’d have to keep up!

The other person mentioned her hair, asking how she did it and Ria came to a stop, still bouncing, as her music did with a small laugh. How did she do it? She wasn’t sure she just did…but. No. She kinda knew. Maybe she could explain? Maybe. She wasn’t quite sure. This could go one way or the other if she wasn’t careful. She could screw up her explaining which could cause the other person to screw up her hair! And that would suck because the other person had nice hair if you asked Ria but she thought everyone had a nice something really. It was her way, she wasn’t the type to bash anyone or dislike anyone. Unless they upset her. And her brother. Though, he just annoyed her she didn’t dislike him. And now she had gone off on a totally wrong mental tangent.

What were they talking about again?

Oh yeah! Her hair!

She laughed again cause she found it funny that she had spaced like that, it happened all the time though. But it was still funny! ”Thank you!” she said first because it was always important to than k people when they said something was nice about you, her dad had taught her that and she tried to be as polite as she could because being rude was not a good thing at all. But as for her hair…how to explain…”Patience! Lots, and lots, and lots, and lots of patience. Because if you do it too quick the hair just turns weird colors, but you gotta make sure you do it right cause otherwise it burns out the hair like this? This took me…oh I think about two weeks last time? Cause there’s like…three other colors in there last I checked” she said with a laugh, not realizing she was babbling and not really caring.

People had to keep up with Ria if they wanted to talk to her, because she never slowed down! Everything about her was at warp speed. Like she had thought earlier, why walk when you could run?

Words: 776
Muse: Eh ish

[aki]

The Japanese person was a bit off put by the fact that the girl didn't give them her name. But then... Although Aki had not been living in Japan for a while, they still had not fully adjusted to the Western culture either or the Western cultural influence. It was common practice to introduce yourself and possibly bow when you first met someone but Aki had a feeling it was a bit more of the situation then anything else. But the fact was, the other girl barely batted an eyelash at the style, even though Aki had never seen anyone else wear it in town. The female dressed person was quite happy about it on one hand but the trickster side was the slightest bit disappointed. Aki liked tricking people on things and playing pranks, the original purpose of being here to decorate the center anyways and surprise people.

So Aki had been looking forward to surprising the girl. But they liked the fact they could be dancing too. Aki moved from place to place where they were, dancing almost masculine but for the fact they could move their hips quite well and seemed practiced at trying to not mess up anything. They almost envied the other person for being able to dance so freely. Aki was a very open, opinion-ate and unique person when it came to how they behaved with people. But that was by Japanese standards, safe to say Aki got quite a bit used to acting meek in a cute way. It was also... Frowned upon to act out and it was only recently that Aki started being able to do acting out even occasionally in public places. In their shop or with friends they were ok but with this new person, in a new public place where they could be spotted by other people they were stricken shy.

When the dancing person stopped to think on her words, Aki waited patiently for the words to come. It wasn't too hard to do, Aki did have to deal with people as a foster. At the thank you Aki smiled. "You're welcome." They said honestly. "It is just quite a lovely pattern." It was quite true, it rippled beautifully in the light, adding a sort of uniqueness to the girl that was only emphasized by the rather hyperactive and happy side of the girl. It fitted the girl quite well and although Aki's usual style was not something that usually was very happy, someday perhaps Aki would go into lolita style or even dress in a more fairy Gothic style for fun. It would be nice to have a hair style that showed a good mood or even just could cheer them up. Aki liked all styles that needed a bit of effort.

At the comment of patience, the feminime person nodded. "Alright... I'll see if I can perhaps try it on a wig or something first." Aki commented. "Thank you. So I guess it works like normal dying? But then how do you do those unique highlights without just ending up streaking it?" It looked like a rainbow was projected on the hair almost naturally and once Aki got started on fashion, they would continue working to gain knowledge on it til they were satisfied. Perhaps it was a sign of vanity, a sign of being an artist or simply a sign that they wanted to be able to do as unique a style as possible as accurately as possible. Aki would not want to lose the effect of the rainbow hair.

Word count: 602
Music: Head down by NIN
Muse: It's iffy but I got it working
Notes: Yes... Aki likes looking realistic.