[center][img]https://www.rpnation.com/attachments/coollogo_com-1862094-png.327457/[/img][img]https://dncache-mauganscorp.netdna-ssl.com/thumbseg/771/771219-bigthumbnail.jpg[/img] Name: Safina Gamden Age: Thirty Four (34) Gender: Female Sexuality: Pan Birth: 12/6/xx Zodiac: Sagittarius Hometown: Elko, Nevada Favorite Color: Violet Gem: Amethyst Current Occupation: Exotic Dancer Past Occupation: Prostitution Lifestyle: Drifter Condition: Healthy, Minor Complications Personality: Safina is the kind of girl who doesn't worry what the next day will hold for her, she just goes with the flow like a gentle breeze. There is never a moment to waste worrying. Despite her past, she is a positive woman and a great listener however she is less of a talker. Through the fragile bones of this body lies a huge heart. Safina enjoys keeping those around her positive and giving a hand when it's needed most. However, she consider things to get dull easily leaving bored of many situations, as well as she will say what is on her mind. Mentality: Overly aware of her physical appearance, Safina finds it important to eat healthy and keep a "perfect body". This has pushed her at times to the point of anorexia. While she enjoys saying what is on her mind, she has a brutal outlook on situations making her seem rude in some cases. It is just natural for her to see the world darker than what it could be. Biography: A wanderer at heart, Safina has been on foot since she was just a young girl. No one ever taught her to stick her feet firm in the ground or what it was meant to be 'truly loved'. Safina abandoned her birth home at the age of fourteen leaving her parents behind with no given reason outraging her family. Even till this day, she could not remember what drove her out of her home and away from family; though it would be a 'call' of sorts. With the clothes on her back and nothing more, Safina taught herself to survive the dark, cruel world. Though a moment of regret never crossed her mind. There is no family by her side to support her, and very few 'friends' she could rely on who were not popping pills. Safina has done it all in her time from drugs to prostitution and stealing to honest work. Nothing seemed to please her, now she stays on foot in hopes a burst of good luck will come her way. Currently, Safina works as an Exotic Dancer living slightly better than she ever had as her name shines brighter than most. Despite a few poor habits she picked up from her past dealing with drugs and alcohol; Safina is considered to be in good shape with a steady head on her shoulders. Safina's Introduction Strong bass tempos echo throughout a raving building of lights and the scent of alcohol. The lyrics of the music has long since been muffled out with the tempos. Howling of anxious men could be heard in all corners of the building, many gather around the many of stages. The stages were topped with a block of rough, white powdered, glass designed for slip resistance. Stages were decorated with strobes and bright lights, dollar bills covered the stage making it difficult to see it’s whiteness. Up on the stage was a woman swaying her body back and forth, amber-like hair whipping around to the force of motion. A fake smile reaches cheekbone to cheekbone, no man to tell the difference of the real smile of a woman from the fake of a stripper’s. Her once baby blues that looked over everyone were now grey from sorrow, the idea of lifelessness. “Let’s see some of that paper for Amberlit Gypsy!” was shouted out from a man behind a table, men begun to toss their money out towards her. ‘Amberlit’ wore nothing more than bedazzled undergarments which grew popular in the younger generations. Black and hues of bright green were her most corresponding colors used during the show. She danced with a metal pole as if it were a person of true love, passionate and fulfilling. The crowd of anxious men were nothing but figures of shadows, the only person Amberlit was to love was no person at all, but the pole. She jumped up onto the pole reaching to the top, legs spread outwards showing the flesh of her groin teasingly showing her outer lips of her ‘sanctuary’, but keeping it concealed. Twirling her body around, she slithered down the pole on her back like a viper flipping back onto her stomach pressing herself against it. The muscles of her arse shake repeatedly showing everyone her capabilities. Amberlit has been working at the Cherry Bomb gentlemen’s club for over four years, each night more blank than the next. In the back of the building was a bar and the stairway to the Stripper’s Area, some of the Strippers could be seen coming down to start their shift. “Give a hand to that wandering body up there!” The same voice from before echoed up to the stage. That was the cue for Amberlit to get off stage and let the next one get on. Below was the sweeper gathering up her money in a bin that has been laying on stage, she was helped off stage and she made her way through the crowd with ease thanks to the bouncer. Many howled for her wanted their private session but today she had no plans on taking any. Making it to the front of the bar, she was handed a bottle of water by the bartender who gave her a soft smile, and Amberlit walked towards the stairs. Stopping, she looked back noticing something amiss. [/center]