Cirque Des Reves: Synclair

Edit III:It's 3am in the morning right now .
I was taking a nap and I wake up .
To find that I got in . *cries happily* Now I can die happy . ; A ;
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Edit II: I've added more detail to the clothes, looking back at her previous application details made me go " MOAR EFFORT . "
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Edit: I'VE ADDED MORE TO HER PERSONALITY . Anyone ready for a wall of text ?
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Early Application for 's 3rd Opening !
DAMMIT WHY DID I CHOOSE SUCH A CLICHE HISTORY. ; A ;
DAMMIT, WHY IS THIS GROUP SO BEAUTIFUL ? ; A ; So beautiful it tempted me to attempt join it.
Well all i could hope for is that I get in . ; v ; *runs away in shame*
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<sub>• Name: Synclair "Azalea" Pentanthera (This is what happens when Butters studies fauna . )

• Age: 15

• Birthday: May 7th

• Species: Human //No significant traits

• Faction: White

• Job: Clown

• Personality:
Cheerful
Hardworking
Honest/Docile
Shy/Bashful
Independent
Apologetic
Lonely
Naive

Her appearance may be aloof, however once you meet her on stage she’s rather cheerful and optimistic. She’d be the type that’d cheer you up during the darkest moments and brighten your day up.

Although she may be a clown and cheerful at first sight, she’s actually very shy and anti-social. Her shyness lead her to become rather lonely, unable to come in contact with anyone unless they speak to her. She often gets terrified of people she doesn’t recognize or know; which is basically everyone. Even if she’s withdrawn from society, if you speak to her more than once in her lifetime she’ll try to initiate a friendship with you by speaking more freely and openly . ///she ended up failing countless of times. It’s also very difficult to make Synclair upset enough to cry, but on another hand it’s a piece of cake to make her sad . She may be apologetic once she makes a mistake, she’d bow several times pleading “I’m sorry!” over and over again.

Synclair has a rather split personality, two-faced if that’s what you’d like to call it. Either personality you may face it actually varies on what situation you’re in once you meet her. For instance;
If you were to approach her with a rather depressed expression, it’ll only take a few seconds for Synclair to notice that you’re sad. From there she’ll try her best to cheer you up, after all, that is what clowns are there for. No matter what faction you belong to, a clowns best job is to make you smile during your darkest moments! ///But that’s really rare since it’s a circus everyone is happy no matter what.
But on another hand, if you were to be your normal self(optimistic, narcissistic, etc) then she’d be the most anti-social person you’ll ever meet. She’d try to speak as less as possible or not even speak at all. She wouldn’t engage into a conversation unless it may be work related. Anyone whom commands her to do something(work-related, nothing else ; v ; ) she’d listen and obey without hesitation. This’d put her under ‘hardworking’, willing to do anything for the circus/work.
At times when she’s completely devoted to the circus, she’d take a job she can’t handle (for example, carrying a large and heavy box) and in the end a person walking by would help her out. Synclair isn’t a very strong person but she tries her best so she could impress people.that she’d fit in well and not cause any trouble for anyone.

Overall, it isn’t that hard to become friends with a two-faced clown like Synclair. Just have a nice chat with her once in a while and she’ll grow comfortable with you. Oh did I mention, she likes hugs as well.

• History:
Set in a small village in the West, at the age of nine Synclair had met a group of young children whom parents had met an unfortunate fate of death. Their mourns and cries had brought Synclair to pity them. Synclair tried all her best to cheer them up, up to the point that made her look simply silly. In the end, all her effort had ended well. The children had filled the village with laughter once more and their sadness had drifted away. Everything had returned back to the way it was.

Synclair spent the next few years on her education as well as learning how to entertain people. She loved the fact that she was able to make a crowd smile and laugh. As time elapsed Synclair had gained a reputation as the ‘Village Clown; Synclair’. Everyday she’d go to the village square and perform a large range of acts to please the crowd. Juggling, joking around, performing tricks, you name it! Synclair loved doing this, all!

However, during some point, Synclair had noticed that the crowd has decreased, her audience had stopped watching her acts. It was an unpleasant feeling, Synclair had never thought it would happen in her life, ever. The crowd grew bored of her acts. An unexpected turn of events, Synclair didn’t know what to do. Should I continue my acts? But no one would come to watch it... There’s no use then... She thought to herself, heading home returning to the house where her sick sister rested.

Her sister; Cynthia had caught a sickness which was incurable. Synclair had nothing else to do, she stood by her sisters side for the rest of the week, taking care of her. One morning, Synclair visited her sisters room once more. However, this time there was something different. She wasn’t greeted with a warm welcome, everything was silent, and dead. Synclair’s eyes widened, she tightly wrapped her palms around Cynthia’s hand as she wept. It was the end for Cynthia.

A small note had rested on a small table residing next to Cynthia’s bed. Synclair held the note in her hands, written on the small fragile note was Cynthia’s last wishes to Synclair.

Months passed after Cynthia’s death, Synclair had no one left for her. All she had to do was survive on her own, alone.

One evening, Synclair heard chatters and whispers roaming around the village. “Did you see those trailers? They stopped nearby our village! Apparently they’re some group of entertainers.” Synclair overheard peoples conversations, she approached a small group gossiping and questioned to them. “What entertainers? What trailers? I’m in the midst of confusion!” Synclair asked, a girl pointed towards a certain direction. There were several trailers parked across the grassland, it brought Synclair to curiosity.
“Look, Synclair! Those are the people travel around from time to time and they perform acts! How great is that?”
“Travelers that perform acts?” Synclair kept on questioning.
“Yes! They’re people like you!” The girl replied.
“People... Like me...?”
“Yup! And they’re called a ‘circus’...!” The group wandered off back to their home, the sky was dark as the stars in the sky sparkled. Synclair’s eyes gleamed as her face brightened, the corners of her mouth lifted forming a bright smile. Synclair’s world upside-down. She had finally found what her sister had spoken about before her death, the circus!

From there, Synclair had joined the circus; Cirque des Reves, for the sake of her sisters last wish which was just simply; “Join the circus”.

• Likes:
-Sweet things (that make her happy whenever she’s lonely which -is always ; v ; )
-Quiet places
-Hilltops
-Fluffy things
-Stargazing ///because she’s cliche like that
-Friendly people
-Cold weather

• Dislikes:
-Forceful/unkind people
-Confusing people
-The strong stench of alcohol
- Her bad qualities
-Dogs ///she’s absolutely terrified of them

• Family:
-Cynthia; deceased sister

• Relationships:
Theo Hatcher : Well it was a peculiar day until Theo had appeared before Clair, pulling her into an embrace and suddenly kissing her. From there... The relationship progresses .

• Misc/Other information:
-Synclair doesn’t mind being called either Syn, or Clair. However calling her Clair would just bring memories from her previous experiences.

-Synclair’s personality changed from cheerful and bright to shy and quiet ever since her sisters death. However her cheerful and bright side is shown during her acts.

-She likes tying her long fringe back, but because of that she ended up having a ahoge. //Go google it if you don’t know what a ‘ahoge’ is ; v ;

-Despite her dark past, Synclair still smiles and never cried, once after joining the circus. ///Because she bottles up her feelings because of no friends .


• RP Methods:
Skype : kuroru-san (please tell me whom you are before adding me so that I'll be notified on who's who ; w ; )
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