PERSONIFICATION OF A PIANO
Name: Chordia "Casio" Ivory Cristofori
Age: 21
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Birthday: May 24
Appearance: Casio is around 5' 6" with huge black eyes and black, back-length hair (which was professionally dyed with white highlights). In reality, her eyes are dark brown, and she wears rectangular, rimless glasses. She usually wears contacts unless if her allergies act up. She is always wearing a golden amulet that swings akin to a pendulum. Casio has a rather large chest (38-D) and has light tanned skin. She is always seen wearing a black and white hat with a treble clef, proclaiming her affinity to music. She is also seen wearing cheerful clothes, but because she has to clean up a lot, she usually wears a striped polo shirt with khakis. Casio has a straight nose with medium-sized triangle shaped nostrils. She also has a birthmark that looks like a musical note on her left cheek. She has high cheekbones, which causes dimples~
Personality: Casio loves singing songs and playing the piano. She loves pianos to where she thinks of every instrument as "her babies". She will not tolerate horrible musicians, be it for jest or truthfully needing practice. For the reasons above, she is always seen singing around the house. Casio would have worked for a bartender at a bar, in where she has to clean up... ALL THE TIME! Because of the excessive grime on the piano, she has become somewhat of a neat freak. However, she does not take more than two showers a day (partially because of the water bills). She is a vegetarian, and is allergic to pollen and dust.
Biography: Chordia Cristofori was born in May 24 to a middle class environment in Rome, Italy. At her time, Italy was just undergoing modernization. Her father (Feliciano Cristofori di Chevi) was known for his impeccable piano performances at the opera house. Her mother (Gemma Angelia Cristofori) was a school teacher who taught the disabled children at Adagio Academia. Once she turned the age of one she began to talk and sing to her toys. She always said that everything would be better with music. As such, her parents bought her a kids' piano set and taught her how to play "Danny Boy" on the piano. Ever since that day, she loved playing the pianos and trying them out.
One day, on her tenth birthday, her father played "Chopin" on the piano. He practiced with feverish enthusiasm. Unfortunately, his heart gave out on him that day, and he had a heart attack. She watched him from afar, and tried to come to her father's rescue, but she couldn't save him. Out of desperation, Casio kissed her father on the cheek saying "I love you" in Italian. Since that day, Casio tried her best to look forthings that interested her such as piano concerts, opera and all classical renditions. With enough money from the funds, Gemma was able to have the family move to New York to attend middle school and partake in the ESL program. She passed with flying colors and went on to high school. Because of her high education in Italy, she was willing to tackle AP classes in several areas except Music and Mathematics. Now, she is a sophomore at the New York University studying liberal arts.
ROLE PLAY SAMPLE
One day, Casio was cleaning the junk out of the closet. The closet was very claustrophobic and dusty, so she had to hold her nose and do something to suppress a sneeze. Fed up with cleaning Marco's dusty room, she growled "My, oh my... Tutto questo SPAZZATURA! [All of this JUNK!]" She stormed out of the closet with a box of Kleenex. She ripped the top open to wipe her running eyes. When she uncovered her face, she was overwhelmed by a revolting smell of body odor and musty boxes of pizza. It was almost equivalent to scientific formaldehyde (and cat urine). "You can tell that I JUST cleaned this house, did I not?!" She slammed down the duster and stamped her foot down.
Marco only waved at Casio, which angered the woman even more than deemed necessary. His peremptory response meant a slap in the face. "Yeah, yeah; I'll get i..." Suddenly, Casio decided to press the Depressing button. All of her tears of resentment poured from her eyes. Casio's knees buckled down as if she were melting.
Casio buried her face on the floor. "You... I invited you here as a house guest. Daddy's piano was a gift for me after he died... you slept in his room, and now it's ruined. So I beg of you, PLEASE... to treat my house better, or the ties are cut...." Her sobbing shook her rib cage, and it made her hold her stomach as she whimpered all over the filth. Now, she cared less if she had to sneeze or not. Casio wanted to feel better; Marco didn't take her orders seriously. Her nose twitched, and she found an idea. She spotted her father's piano, and shut herself up to look at its extravagance. It was a polished ivory and its wooden keys made it akin to walking on air. After two minutes of filth and crying her eyes out, Casio straightened herself up and walked to her father's grand piano. Old as it was, it still warmed her heart to play it. She began to play "Amazing Grace" on E-flat. After thirty seconds of playing that song, she had enough strength to open her heavenly mouth and sing.
As if God told him to get up, Marco decided to rise from his couch and clean up the dirty dishes and pizza boxes. Casio's soprano voice sounded like an ethereal angel blessing the house. Marco mouthed the words "I'm sorry, babe" when he washed his own filth away and vacuumed the red velvet floors. From the corner of Casio's brown eyes, she saw Marco looking like a refreshed man. He was neither fat nor skinny, but he did have a good heart.
At one point, Casio stopped singing to sneeze a few times. Marco enjoyed anything from her, even if it was unorthodox to get aroused. "Hac'SHOU! Hah-Ack'SHOU! Ha-ha-TISHOU!" Casio had to excuse herself into the bathroom, where she let out a few more sneezy outbursts. When she returned, she jumped on the bed, feeling tired from today's rendezvous. "My allergy medicine makes me tired, dear. Would you... like to have some time here?" She drummed her long fingernails on the rail of the bed. Casio removed her glasses to reveal big, brown eyes. Her Italian, cat-like purr was enough for Marco to follow her. "Come along now, or bedtime's over~"
Marco was at first mesmerized at her jaw-dropping beauty, but he immediately rejected her offer. "As much as I'd like to... I already have a girlfriend in Buffalo--,"
"Nuh..." Casio felt another sneeze coming on, but she pressed her right index finger under her nose, all to no avail. "hi-TCH! Ugh, my allergies are acting up on meh... Huh-ha'KISSHIEW! Huh-TCHOO! See what I mean, cara?" She blew her nose on another tissue from the box. "I guess my singing can do anything, no?"
Marco hugged the Italian singer, "Well, you kept your mouth shut for a week! I missed your lovely tunes~!"