Sayomi smiled as she was in one of the back rooms. She could feel the bass. It was bumping like every weekend. It shook her whole body, and even her lungs. She was in her element. As she put on the final touches on her costume. She wore bottoms that hardly covered her butt, and a black, purple, and pink tutu. Her long black and silver hair curled with wire thin LED light strands spun in with them. It was something every tripping kid loved. She stood up, and left the room, followed by people. There were fans, and guys just hoping to get lucky. She hugged the DJ that she was about to Dance for. She went on stage, getting ready for the headliner. As she stepped on the stage, the crowd beneath her went wild. Sayomi was a known dancer. The guys loved her because of the way she moved, and girls just wanted her around so that they could meet the DJs and the 'hotter' raver guys around. Many tried to excel past her, but none could. Her movements were always so fluid with the music, seductive, and almost always original. The fangs she wore was her and some of the other people who ran the clubs sign. If they had them, they were part of the group running the club. And everyone knew that they threw the best of the best raves. They had the longest, hardest, and best DJs available to the public. As the music switched, she took her place at the front of the stage. Finally, she began to dance. First it slow, hypnotic, the way her hips moved. The way her body seemed to speak. As the bass dropped, the walls vibrated, and the crowd went wild, so did Sayomi. Her body sped up, her moves changed from sexual to seductive, and welcoming. Her hair spun, her hands went up her body, her hips swayed and spun. As the party really started to heat up, a rope fell to the stage, and she grabbed it. She was known for her acrobatics. She was pulled up to the cat walks above the crowd. When she was off the stage, two girls took her place, and the light shows, strobes, and lasers slowed a bit. She smiled as a light was brought on her. It was pink, it made her look like she glowed. She grabbed on the neon colored net type fabric that she was suppose to hold onto. She was more then 80 feet off the ground, and she jumped as if it was nothing. holding onto the fabric and putting her faith in it that it won't break, or go too close to the ground.