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Boy, when Will wrote that, I'm sure he knew what he was talking about. All the world's a stage, and I always seem to get the crappy roles. Why do I say that? I was orphaned at birth, kicked out of a Catholic church/school at the age of five, my ex-manager wants to kill me, and I'm dead. Well, sorta. But I'm jumpin' ahead a m'self. For those of you who don't know me, or been livin' under a rock the past ten years, I'm Thessaly Cantou. Dancer, actress, singer, and occasional techie. Yeah, so what if I'm not the smartest person in the world? I know my theatre, and who needs Calculus to dance anyway? Oh, wait. Alright, I'm gonna give ya a bit of a background here b'fore I get too sidetracked.
I was born sometime in November, 1981. Who my parents are, I haven't a clue. I figured if they didn't want me, why in the hell should I go lookin' after them? I was taken in by the nuns of St. Micheals church in Brooklyn, near the waterfront. Ohhh, I was a troublemaker back then. Real wild one. I set the rectory on fire and got kicked out when I was five. What? It was an accident! Well, that fact didn't help me much. I was now one of New York City's many homeless. A child out on the streets of the Big Apple, in Brooklyn no less. Well, let's just say those weren't the best years of my life. But I became tougher, stronger, and more streetwise than a lot of people, just so I could survive. If I'm one thing, I'm a survivor. Well, fast forward four years. I'm nine years old, and a real menance. I'll lie, cheat, steal from anyone. Unfortunately, I picked the wrong pocket one day. Oh, just to warn you, I'm not going to speak his name. Ever. But back to the story. I got caught and thrown in juvie, but the strange thing is the guy whose pocket I picked came and got me out. He took me in, and learned that I had a love of the theatre, all types. I was trained in dancing, acting, singing, all aspects. Can't find anyone better in a stage fight this side of the Mississippi. Well, I quickly rose to become a famous dancer. I was good, real good. I toured with several companies, heading a few of my own from time to time. During the summers I would do tent theatre at various places. Anytime I wasn't touring, I was acting one place or another, mostly Broadway. As with most cases, I became rich. I bought a flat in NYC, another in New Orleans, and a house in Greeley, Colorado. That's pretty much my past. Now, on to the recent history, and the most... interesting chapter of my life, by far.
I was heading to Tokyo to meet the rest of my dance troupe there when bad weather forced a delay on Midnight Island. I was upset, as usual, me and him had just had another fight. I couldn't get another flight out for a couple of days, so I got a room at the Resort and stayed in my room most of the time. Right before I was supposed to leave, my so called bodyguard kicked the shit out of me, breaking my right leg in the process. I went to the doctor, and he put a cast on it and gave me a pair of crutches. I canceled my upcoming tour because of the injury. I was thoroughly pissed. I was too upset to go anywhere, so I stayed on the island. Little did I know the plans that he had in store for me. I was at the Cafe El Fuerte one night when I got attacked a second time. But this time... This time, I was saved, by one of the two people I'll actually half way trust in this world. She told me her name was Savon, and that her and a friend of hers ran the WildMoon theatre. Since I'm, obviously, a theatre fanatic, and under attacks from my ex manager, she invited me to come stay there. The day that I moved in, I got attacked a third time, leaving a nice scar all the way across my forehead. Going ahead a bit, I walked in one day on a woman dancing in the empty auditorium. We talked for a while. Her name is Eve, and though she's a bit odd, I think she's pretty cool. Now, we come to the second person I half way trust. Me'lin. He is positively GORGEOUS, but don't tell him I said that. Anyway, I grew to like him, and on our second meeting he... told me something. I can't tell ya what, that would be breaking his confidence and trust in me. Hmm... Well, a few nights before that I'd gotten attacked again, almost getting raped in the process. I got sick of the waiting and hiding and decided to seek out him myself. But he'd sent someone else after me. I was shot in the back, and I was dying. Me'lin saved me, killing the man, and... making me like him. Now, I'm dead, but alive. And he better watch out. Because now I won't be so easy to kill, and I have all of eternity to come after him. |
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