Post by hazel on Apr 24, 2010 9:56:10 GMT -5
CASSANDRATEGANMCCORMICK !
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RAINBOW SHIRTS RIBBED IN ACID LOVE
[/color]OUR LIVES ARE RIBBED IN PLASTIC LOVE, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU
SHE LOVED ME TOO, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU, SHE LOVED ME TOO
HERE I AM, HERE I AM, GONNA TAKE YOU[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
nicknames: cass, cassie
age: sixteen
gender: female
grade: eleventh
sexuality: heterosexual
played by: elise jane[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE
[/B][/color]YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
cass is a very petite girl, which is what one would first notice when they came across her in a hallway. she stands at about five feet in height, with a delicate and almost fragile frame. her build is compared to that of a pixie, or the stereotypical fairytale version of one. cass has long legs for someone of her size, though they're not exactly spidery. she may beg to differ about that, though. well you're your own worst critic. it is also common knowledge that cass is pretty pale, her skin tone very fair and dotted with freckles from the sun, showing her skin's aversion to light. she has large blue eyes that are rounded and almost puppy-dog-like on her face. her lips are compact but full, a dull pink color that usually shines with a small layer of lip gloss. as for cass's hair, it is thick and wavy, loose curls cascading to her shoulders, and just a little past. she has side-bangs and a specialized hairstyle that works with her facial shape.
personality:
cass's personality is molded by her history. she's complex, and she's not the easiest to get along with. she appears to be cute and sweet, but getting know to cass is something different than seeing her in the hallway. she's not always what she seems, but she works hard to be. if one was to just meet cass somehow, they would peg her as a bitch. she is cold-shouldered and speaks in only clipped comments, her words not coming out often at that. not one for friends or anything, cass is independent and likes to keep it that way. of course, she does have acquaintances, those she speaks to in class, but she keeps her distance. she doesn't want to be tied down with relationships, because she knows how that turns out.
inside, cass is hurting. she won't admit it to herself, let alone anyone else, but she is. her past is kind of haunting, and her mind is a little screwy. she doesn't believe getting close to people are worth the price, and she thinks the price is the same everytime. she has urges to be friends, but she always vanquishes those urges with a cold voice in her head. she remembered, and she wouldn't let it happen again. no, cass isn't crazy, she's just trying to keep a cool that's long overdue for being shorted. she can't keep strong forever, even if she tries to.
likes: cats, evening, thunderstorms, smell of cotton, color green, 95.1 radio station, chocolate, music, being alone, playing guitar
dislikes: nighttime, her sister, her father, dogs, asparagus, color red, smell of gasoline, dentists, history class, being alone
strengths: intelligence, cleverness, determination, music
weaknesses: clumsiness, recklessness, stubbornness, family, coldness
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TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE
[/B][/color]YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
father: geoffery mccormick, age thirty eight, car salesman
siblings: ruby mccormick, age eighteen, unknown
significant other (s): n/a
pets: cat named kingsley
hometown: mayslanding, nj[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
SAY, HERE I AM, IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT
[/B][/color]ON AND ON, LOUDER AND LOUDER, IT'LL BUILD AND FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN
TO HATE, SHE SAID HERE I AM, SHE SAID HERE I AM, LOUDER AND LOUDER IT'LL BUILD AND FADE
FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN TO HATE[/center][/FONT][/SIZE][/B]
other characters here: none atm
best way to reach you: pm or email at watsascreename23@aim.com
RP sample:
hannie stared down at her notebook in fierce concentration. maybe if she stayed like this, and pretended to study, magic would sink in and fill her mind with all she needed to know. after about ten minutes of doing this, hannie came to the conclusion that she had no such luck. straightening and blinked her hazel colored eyes down at the paper, she let out a long sigh and groan medley, her neatly trimmed brows knitting together. why did they have to learn algebra anyway? it was a waste of time. well, in her eyes it was. her math teacher ... well that was a different story. he believed math was everything. apparently the guy needed to get laid.
picking a fuzzy off of her shirt between her index finger and thumb, hannie proceeded to flick it away, letting it fall onto the patio underneath her bench. she watched it fall slowly, not making it to the ground until pigs could fly. when it finally landed delicately on the ground, hannie looked up, her gaze drifting around. boys and girls traveling between classes, or eating lunch from not-brown-bags, were littered all over the place. they were preppy, most of them donning clown-like makeup and utterly hideous furry boots. hannie vaguely remembered hearing they were in style these days. she glanced down, her own converse ripped at the seams and fading in the sunlight they used to be red, though they kind of looked like a wilted orange tomato now.
she wiggled her toes, able to see the movement through the now-thin canvas. she sighed a little under her breath and looked up once more. they all had perfect hair too. no matter how hard the wind blew and spit at them, their hair never fell out of place. she had to get some of that hairspray, whatever it was. or not ... she'd laugh the day their hair all fell out from toxic products in the super-spray. tilting her head to the side and reaching up to sratch lightly at an itch on her collarbone, hannie's eyes zoomed back and forth. watching. so this was the school she was staying at. the wind blew as if agreeing with her, mussing her hair and swinging some of it into her face. just dandy.
picking a fuzzy off of her shirt between her index finger and thumb, hannie proceeded to flick it away, letting it fall onto the patio underneath her bench. she watched it fall slowly, not making it to the ground until pigs could fly. when it finally landed delicately on the ground, hannie looked up, her gaze drifting around. boys and girls traveling between classes, or eating lunch from not-brown-bags, were littered all over the place. they were preppy, most of them donning clown-like makeup and utterly hideous furry boots. hannie vaguely remembered hearing they were in style these days. she glanced down, her own converse ripped at the seams and fading in the sunlight they used to be red, though they kind of looked like a wilted orange tomato now.
she wiggled her toes, able to see the movement through the now-thin canvas. she sighed a little under her breath and looked up once more. they all had perfect hair too. no matter how hard the wind blew and spit at them, their hair never fell out of place. she had to get some of that hairspray, whatever it was. or not ... she'd laugh the day their hair all fell out from toxic products in the super-spray. tilting her head to the side and reaching up to sratch lightly at an itch on her collarbone, hannie's eyes zoomed back and forth. watching. so this was the school she was staying at. the wind blew as if agreeing with her, mussing her hair and swinging some of it into her face. just dandy.
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