Apsara / Myra / Saaya


open for one-on-one story roleplays of any kind..just ask away n ill let u knw if id like to play along…(and hey my page is under major reconstruction so please dont be a judge….just not yet)

Who Am I...

an Indian warrior who loves the rain / a bored half-genie wandering around / a shadow

Romantic Interests

Apsara: a particular neko guy who keeps her smiling Myra:she got her eyes just on her vampire master

Relationship Status

Apsara:taken Myra: Bound in flesh and soul to Lazarus Kishimoto

My Story Is...

Apsara Irayas story

A realm hopper who can read your mind…she believes she is a human but when asked of her past..all she can remember is her roots of India…how did she get her psionic powers or the ability realm hop? she doesnt know and would be better if you dont ask…

Backstory(what she doesnt know): Apsara was born to a kshatriya(royal) family that was broken on the inside…her father was her only motivation to follow the rules…until…..their kingdom was attacked…On the night of the blood moon,raining dense,she ran til her feet painted the kingdom roads into a trail of red footprints,only to be washed down by the rain…dressed in her fathers robes she tricked the enemy into following her,her fathers spear in her hand glowing in the moonlight…she ran till she drew the  enemies far from her kingdom…a suicide mission to keep her father safe…she wanted to die anyway atleast now she had a genuine reason…she fought with a smile on her face as her wish was finally coming true…letting the enemies swords slice her skin getting high on the pain it sent down her spine…waiting for the fatal blow which came from the clouds instead…a lightening that struck her spear and sent jolts deep into her skin…a mystery of the lightening turned her into a psionic realm hopper with no memory of her past…

Meeting Kai :

hmmmm all it took was her ordering coldcoffeewithrum at RedSun


Myras’ Story :

A half-genie , of the arabian kingdom of surname for she grew up alone…since she is half genie she isnt bound to any master and can use her limited magic at her freewill…she is a watcher , gazer…knows a bit of sword fighting but doesnt indulge in fights…perpetually rich as she can magically create her own things…though what she cant summon through magic…is love…she wakes up with a lonely and heavy heart every bright morning…

WELL , thats her past….on a day like anyother when she was walking around the flee market looking for items she would conjure up for herself she felt eye boring into her…red eyes…encountering the owner of the red eyes, a certain long haired vampire wizard at a bar….a deal for a certain “love” spirit that made her feel the arms she never wrapped in…only for the deal to get replaced to real arms…. in a matter of minutes she was swooning and bound to the vampire who was her now “master” a big leap for a free-willed genie but not a one she would regret it felt good to be tied down to someone who protected her..He had marked her his,and she consented to be marked.

Lazarus had turned her into her full element of blue fire,making her as powerful as any full djinn maybe even more?

Building together their own little paradise in the desert  proved a weight heavier then what they expected

But they continued to keep it intact with him giving his every effort to protect it with charms and magical runes, they were safe…for now………


a shadow that wanders around …watching silently from corners…has no form but just a  shadow sometimes shapeshifts into Apsara sometimes Myra

she is nothing but a lot more than everything

she can be a nightmare but also a sweet dream…..

My Appearance


long brunnette hair sways in waves,falling till my waist…
long eyelashes home to warm brown eyes hiding secrets…with pouty lips that speak sweet lies..
light wheatish complexion, 5’5″ height
embodiment of soft curves and an innocently fierce heart,you may find her flaunting her Indian attire (lehenga) sometimes and sometimes not



Apsaras’ battle form: