APPEARANCE Robin is a rather small woman, standing at only 5'4”, though she does have a very curvy and almost pear-shaped figure. She weighs close to 200 pounds, has a fairly pale complexion, and dull brown, shoulder-length hair. Her hands and feet are smaller than they should be proportionally, and she isn't toned or muscular either, has softer, more rounded features.
Robin is one who expresses herself through her clothing. She wears large, full skirts or loose or yoga style pants, flowing tops or tank tops, and lots of clunky 'tribal' jewelry. Her ears are pieced several times, and her earlobes are gauged slightly, to about 3/4". Her clothes are usually in toned down 'earthy' colors, with the occasional jewel toned piece thrown in there. She usually wears sandals when she wears shoes, as she would prefer to go without if she had the choice. She also has a tattoo on her foot and ankle of a mehndi design in a reddish brown, so it looks as if she has a permanent henna tattoo.
Something like so!Doodle of her in her dance costume :BPERSONALITYRobin is, at the core of her personality, something of a mother-figure. She always finds herself caring for others, whether it be having a shoulder to cry on or having a plate full of cookies when they are needed. Having two brothers and a sister and a gaggle of cousins, she has had much practice with the mothering. She always tries to be nice to everyone, but having grown up in a rather backwater rural town, she grew up with certain notions of how people should be, and certain stereotypes about groups of people which she has trouble breaking out of.
Moving to a bigger city has shown her that she should probably change these ideas, but she is the type of person that is steadfast in her ways and beliefs and has problems breaking out of them, or wanting to change them at all.
When she had been back at home she was something of a wallflower and tried to stay under the radar as she was being picked on enough because of her weight and didn't want to add any fuel to the fire. She has gotten more sociable since she moved, however, and the introduction of dance into her life means that she has made friends with people she probably never would have met anyways. And that group of women has (grudgingly) made her open her mind to some of the things it had previously been closed to.
Despite the addition of dance into her schedule, she still finds it hard to maintain or lose weight, partially due to the fact that when upset she has a tendency to over indulge in cookie dough. One can tell by the number of additions to the dough (i.e. chocolate, candy..) how upset she is, as the number of goodies goes up in direct proportion to her level of sadness.
Occupation-wise, she works as a seamstress, doing the general seamstress-y things, repairs, taking in/letting out, and on the side of that, she makes clothes and costume pieces that are for sale in the store that is attached to the dance studio she goes to. She also occasionally teaches dance classes there if any of the regular teachers are sick or cannot make it to the classes.
Robin is usually an easy-going person, but she gets very into her work, and if interrupted in a way that causes her to slip up, she will almost quite literally bite the person's head off.
She enjoys sewing and dancing (naturally), and has a large fondness for babies. She likes to cook and bake, though most of it is very much of the homestyle, home made sort of food. She loves old black and white movies and jazz music, as well as the more middle eastern sort of music that is used in dance. She really can't stand much rap, though that might be more attributed to the lifestyle and attitude associated with it.
If nothing else, she especially can't tolerate rudeness. This is probably due to how she was raised, always treat your elders and superiors with respect. She has taken that, though, and sort of given everyone the same blanket treatment with it. Everyone deserves respect, unless they do something to lose that. So if there were a situation where someone was being rude and disrespectful to herself or someone else she was with, she would confront them about it, even if she wouldn't have thought about talking to them before hand.
She also dislikes being referred to as a 'hick' or 'redneck' or any variation thereof. Most often results in an insto-dislike.
ABILITIES There isn't much to be said about her physical abilities. She can't lift much or run very far or very fast. Her endurance has been increased due to the exercise dance gives her.
She can take someone making fun of her if it is in jest or in small quantities, but if it goes beyond that point and becomes more malicious, she will either (1) have Words with them about it or (2) end up in her armchair snorfing down cookie dough and crying. This greatly depends on the mood she is in at the time.
In a perfect world, Robin would get along with everyone and have many friends and all would be good. However, prejudices from childhood still cling to her and make it hard for her to approach or connect with certain groups of people. Being in large crowds makes her uneasy, but both of these things she theoretically hopes she can fix by making herself go out more. Only time will tell if this plan actually works.
HOBBIES - Dancing
– Baking (cookies, mostly)
– Sewing
– Talking to people (or having people talk to her, more like)
- Old black and white movies
HISTORY Robin was born in a small rural town. She has two brothers and a sister, and as the middle child, tended to get overlooked frequently. Her siblings are all rather loud and outspoken, which added to her being the one in the background all the time. Her family had rather traditional values, so she became well-versed in the 'womanly' arts, cooking, sewing, house keeping and the like. School was difficult for her in the beginning, as she was made fun of because of her weight, but she learned to be the wallflower in the hopes that it would help reduce the amount of teasing.
College was much the same, though she didn't have much of an idea what she actually wanted to do. So, she ended up just getting a general sort of degree and relying on the things she learned growing up career-wise. She became a seamstress in a tailor's shop, which she enjoyed despite the repetitiveness of the job.
However, when she was about 25, she sat back, took a look at her life, and decided that she really didn't want to spend the rest of it in the same town that she was born in. So in a daring move, she packed up and headed off on her own, to a city that (in her eyes) was huge. Though whether it was because she liked the job so much, or the fact that it was something familiar, she got a job as a seamstress again. One of her customers (who was asking for some tailoring done on some very unusual looking items) somehow ended up convincing her to come to a dance class, [i[just one, honest, which ended up being two, and then three, and before she knew it, she was hooked.
So. Four years after moving to a brand new city, Robin still finds herself still on the edge of things, still not fully assimilated into the city life, still trying to get used to her newish surroundings.
SAMPLE Her job really wasn't much different from the one she used to hold at home. The only difference was the amount of clientele that the store received. Really, it wasn't the amount of worth that had her bothered.
It was the type of work.
For some strange reason, people wanted holes to be opened in the back of their shirts and jackets, in the seat of their pants. She couldn't possibly fathom why, they were perfectly good clothes. And, as far as she knew, there is no reason for them to do it in the first place. She wondered for moths, kept her questions to herself, until her curiosity got the better of her.
So, one day when she got such another odd request, she asked the customer why they were getting this done. The answer was even more confusing than the requests.
Doors Nightclub. A club. Why would a club have anything to do with it? Either way, she just nodded and marked where the alterations were going. Tonight, she decided, tonight she would go. Tonight she would find out what was going on.
Tonight, it seemed, was windy. She wrapped her coat around her tightly, wishing she hadn't worn such a full skirt that day as she trudged down streets she was only vaguely familiar with. The club was in a part of town she normally wouldn't even think about going, but it seemed as if curiosity was stronger than her common sense right now.
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