They gave Bel a small room with a bed, a bathroom, and a desk to write on, as well as a notebook and dull, felt tip pens- so as not to harm anyone, including himself. He would draw, write rhyming verse, and wait for them to bring in food, complete with plastic utensils, no knives. It would be the same three assistants.
Friday, January 1, 2010
Calliope "Callie" Song
1 capitalized : the Greek Muse of heroic poetry
2 : a keyboard musical instrument resembling an organ and consisting of a series of whistles sounded by steam or compressed air
Birthday: February 14
Weight: 99 lb
Hair color: blonde
Eye color: green
Distinguishing marks: none
Shoe size: 6
Voice: Strong, if a bit high pitched, clear, does not mumble
Favorite color: sky blue
Favorite food: tangerines
Favorite drink: vanilla cappuccino
Favorite books: Philosophy written by humans, specifically atheists
Favorite music: depends
Hobbies: Origami, reading, singing, playing the harmonica
Talents: Unusually powerful demon; also “I dance dirty pretty fucking well”
Hopes: To “either bring myself up, or bring the world down trying”
Friends: Belfrey “Bel” Chordata
Enemies: She makes a bunch of them
Personality summary: A little vain, secretly arrogant with a veneer of humility; can use people if she wanted to for convenience but generally is too tired to put up the effort for anyone, has the ability to be whatever she wants in the exterior, a master manipulator. Enjoys keeping both friends and enemies very close and at times her relationships blur between these two lines.
Is terrified of most people, and justifies her actions by saying she cannot help how she is. Uses her charm to bring herself up hell’s social and political ladder. Puts herself first and foremost.
"No hard feelings, guys, I don't really hate any of you, I just like myself better" kind of gal.
Secret: Sometimes thinks that she is God