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Chomiyu of Blue Vishath

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Chomiyu of Blue Vishath

Chomiyu
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" I enjoy being alone, my soul is at peace in the silence."

BASICS

NAME: Chomiyu
GENDER: Cis Female
PRONOUNS: She/Her/Hers
ORIENTATION: Questioning

BIRTHDATE: Late Summer 2754
AGE: 20 as of 2773
LOCATION: High Reaches
OCCUPATION: Blue Rider
WING: Starfall

APPEARANCE
EYES: Muted Grayish Blue
HAIR: Dark Reddish Brown
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'0" ; Petite
PLAY-BY: Goo Hye Sun
FULL APPEARANCE:

Chomiyu is a very petite and unremarkable young woman. She stands at five feet even with long dark reddish brown hair that falls a few inches below her chest and almost dull grayish blue eyes. Her eyes are almond shaped and framed by slightly long lashes. Her lips are thin and often pursed in thought, even if she is simply just staring off into space.

Her body shape is rather feminine, in a petite and almost doll like way and she tends to dress in dresses when she can get away with it, but is practical enough that she also wears shirts and breeches when she is out with her dragon or flying with him. Her one stand out part of her however, is her raspy voice, almost sometimes sounding like she is gargling sandpaper and its just loud enough to be heard in a room, so long as its not super noisy.


PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
TW: Hair pulling and nailbiting, mention of blood

Chomiyu is a very quiet and keep to herself sort, always preferring the company of silence and meditation to people, especially at an early age. While the move to High Reaches in her younger years did help a bit with her crippling shyness, its still something she struggles with even in her young adulthood.

She is the sort of personality that avoids confrontation as much as possible and could easily be swayed to another way of thinking if the speaker was persuasive enough and manipulated to do things she would not normally consider doing. She used to be a nicer person but age and dealing with a rather difficult bonded have made her a bit short tempered and snappy, and that coupled with her voice issues makes her sound sometimes callous or intimidating.

She has no patience any longer for silly banter and useless conversation and activity and if something does not serve a purpose, she disregards it and removes herself from the situation. She hates weakness in all its forms, be it in those around her and most of all in herself and will distance herself from such individuals, almost like she fears their weaknesses will spread to her.

She wants to stand out, to be popular like that which seems to come so naturally to her elder sister but she lacks the commanding aura and tone that would get the attention of others. Despite this, she and her dragon both seem to desire that one thing in common, to be in a position of power.. control.

When she has found a person she likes, she is the type to obsess over them and no one else will do. This quirk was something that is encouraged by her sister, as the elder female thinks that it would make it easier for her to find her own weyrmate like she did.

Chomiyu also has a habit of pulling bits of her hair out when stressed and chewing her fingernails down till they bleed.

HISTORY
FAMILY:
Ryoji - Father | Bronze Rider
Michoba - Mother | Green Rider |Deceased
Ryoba - Older Sister (Age 32) | Rider
Elidian - Brother-in-law (Age 28)| Journeyman Healer
Ryoka - Niece | Age 4

SIGNIFICANT OTHER: None
BIRTHPLACE: Igen Weyr
HISTORY:

Chomiyuba was born late in life to her parents, an unexpected pregnancy that was rough and left her mother very weak. When she was born, her cries sounded very raspy and almost weak, as if something had a hand around her throat. Her father assumed it was just due to a bit of a rough birth and would go away with time and was very attentive to his surprise second daughter

The elder sister Ryoba impressed to her dragon around the time Chomiyuba was a couple of years old. She grew up looking at dragons as these wonderful creatures that she might be able to befriend and have a real friend that she was sure would not care how funny she sounded. Her voice did not improve with time, but nor did it worsen but it made her very reluctant to speak with other children, as some were not as nice as others and laughed when she talked. This led her to decide she really did not like socializing with other kids and tried to stay inside and read or draw to channel her feelings of anxiety and sadness.

When Chomiyuba was 8 years old, her sister married her weyrmate and the pair transferred from Igen to High Reaches. Wanting to have both his children nearby, Ryoji decided to transfer as well and brought his young daughter with him, hoping a fresh start might draw her out of her isolation a bit. While he was not able to see her all the time due to being a rider, she was never lacking for family love, as her sister and brother in law often came by to visit as well.

Ryoba was a strong influence on the young girl, as she encouraged her that if she wanted to be a rider, a dragon is not going to care if she sounds funny and any person that says anything, just laugh at them. The idea blossomed in the young girl's mind that maybe this would be one way she could deal with these seemingly complicated feelings of isolation and loneliness.

Taking the advice to heart, Chomiyuba began to try to interact more with the other children of the creche and when anyone poked fun at her voice, she just laughed until they walked away. This coping mechanism, while probably not the healthiest thing in the world, did help her accept this part of her she could not change. As she blossomed into teenagehood, she began to seriously consider candidacy. Speaking to both her father and Ryoba when they came to visit, both encouraged her to follow her heart, and Ryoba in particular spoke of how wonderful it would be to ride in the same wing.

Keeping this desire in her heart and mind, she joined into candidacy as soon as she was of age. Learning was something she struggled a bit with, at least when it came to book learning. Anything she could do hands on and before her very eyes came as natural and easily as breathing. She was by no means the best among her peers but she was doing well enough that when it came time to stand on the sands, she felt ready.

Oh she was so not prepared for the events of the hatching. A fight breaking out between dragons.. the poor weakened white from the cracked egg...that one she felt so akin with, as she often felt broken herself. No.. that kind of thinking would not do. She would show the weyr she was a force to be reckoned with... she would rise in her own right. Perhaps it was that thought and determination that caused what happened next to occur when a very gorgeous blue hatched, looming and almost bestial in his look.

She could feel the disdain in his eyes as he scanned the line of candidates... and then directly locked gaze with her and scoffed.

"A shining stone among the refuse it seems. Chomiyuba, we must go. The others are beneath us, far beneath us."

She moved forward and picked up her blue... a BLUE! She was elated, she loved the color blue, quiet, serene and relaxing of a color. But she could tell her dragon was going to be a very domineering and perhaps a bit.. violent. While she took her dragon over to feed him, she watched the others after him hatch and admired each in turn, glad she didn't get saddled with the gold, her blue was all she could have ever hoped for.

As she progressed through wherlinghood, her dragon's domineering and somewhat nasty attitude caused her more than a little stress and she began to just... give into his desires. Besides.. he seemed to be looking out for her too and she felt it was her responsibility to him to be a good bonded and look after him. He never made it easy and eventually by the time they had graduated, she hardly fought him on his attitude, as long as he didn't cause her issues with other dragons and their riders.. she could turn a blind eye to his less than savory qualities.

Joining the Starfall wing with her sister Ryoba, she continues to combat thread and day to day life, and despite a very domineering dragon, she is very happy and feels like she someday will be destined for further greatness...at least that seems to be what Vishath wants and if he does.. so does she.



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"A shining stone among the refuse it seems. Chomiyuba, we must go. The others are beneath us, far beneath us."

BASICS

NAME: Vishath
BIRTHDATE Early Fall 2770
AGE: 2 as of Early Fall 2772

APPEARANCE
LENGTH: 37ft
HEIGHT: 9.25ft
WINGSPAN: 55.5ft
COLOR: Blue
HEX CODE: #0e1841
FULL APPEARANCE:

A larger blue with a distinctly haughty air, Vishath is a deep blue speckled with bits of white like the stars around his neck and shoulders. His front feet are also dotted with spots of a paler blue and the tips of his wings fade to the same shade. The end of his tail is more of a teal color, but most of his hide is a smooth, dark navy. Vishath has a round face, dominated by a striking pale marking

PERSONALITY

PERSONALITY:

Vishath is a leader, but not because he is charismatic or likable. He is arrogant, selfish, and overpowering. He has a very distinct view of the world and it must be maintained, or it must become his vision, depending on what the exact problem is. He seeks supremacy, but not for other blues. No, he sees himself on top of the world, and all others will bow to his glory. If they will not, he will make them, somehow. Vishath views Scryth with contempt, and will need someone strong enough to keep him from destroying what is left of the white's wings. Or the rest of him.

To his rider, Vishath demands adoration and worship. If he is not the leader, he will force and bully his way into it, and it likely will not be long before he and his rider just argue all the time. Tragedy means little to him, not unless it happens to him. He seeks an iron grip on all of Pern, where they will bow to him, and they will heed his ways. There is no inherent goodness to him, he is simply a beast.

Voice: Vishath's voice is striking, bold and yet somehow a touch nasally.


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