Post by Jack Lupus on Aug 27, 2006 19:10:41 GMT -5
((ooc: I know our boys are vastly outnumbered already but I'm working on it, plus I need her for the plot. Yes, that's it... the plot *shifty eyes* ))
Character's Name; Cassandra Tate
Name you want to be called; Joolia, hey you
Character’s Nickname(s); Cassie, Cass, and if you want to die: Sandra or Sandy
Race; Lycan
Grade; senior
Age; 17
Birthday; April 14
History; Born in Katy, Texas, she and Jack pretty much grew up together. Ask her what her home life was like and she’ll tell you the normal teen sob story; Daddy was never home, Mommy never gave a shit. The truth is she had every advantage growing up, which was a lot more than most kids had. Her Mom and Dad did the best they could to give their daughter everything she wanted even when her tastes grew more expensive. Cass was a good kid throughout grade school, albeit spoiled, but in junior high she started hanging out with the wrong crowd, going to parties, and experimenting with drugs and alcohol. Her small clique of friends began calling themselves ‘Wulf Truth’ and quickly gained notoriety for the street races and pranks they organized.
Important Relationships; She cut off pretty much all ties to her parents when she moved to Cold Creek, except when she needs money, but is extremely close to the friends that made the move from Texas to Virginia with her.
Mannerisms; She taps her foot when she’s bored and generally can’t keep still unless she’s really concentrating on something.
Fears/Dislikes;
Fears: Absolutely nothing she'll admit to, losing everything, dying.
Dislikes: Anything smothering, be it blankets or someone too near to her or even just heat, large quantities of water, i.e. the ocean, naive people, anyone unwilling to stand up for themselves, fake people, humans, authority figures of any kind, and her parents. She resents Jack’s mother for making him move and not letting them stay in contact.
Likes; Fresh air, wind, the cold, dark colors, the kind of clothing she wears, cigarettes, her tattoo, anything glittery or shiny, music, doing anything she's not supposed to do, flaunting the fact that she can get away with it, muscle cars, and dancing.
Hobbies; Listening to music, pushing people’s buttons, street racing, and getting what she wants
Music; Bayside, Sister Hazel, Eve 6, A Perfect Circle, Muse, Death Cab for Cutie, Taking Back Sunday, Panic! At the Disco, Hinder, Nirvana, Reliant K, The Strokes, Be Your Own Pet, The Hush Sound, Flyleaf, and anything else that has a decent beat.
Appearance; Her hair is naturally dark brown but she’s been known to randomly dye it different colors when it suites her mood. Pretty, almond shaped brown eyes with very dark lashes. She has lightly tanned skin and delicate features with a somewhat round face but her jaw is defined.
Personality; Mostly dependent upon how high she is at the time, ranges from mad hyper highs to bouts of livid morbidity. Though Cassandra always seems, no matter how inebriated, to be calculating the situation with those cold brown eyes. She can be extremely manipulative and isn’t above shedding a few tears to get what she wants. She's promiscuous, rebellious, violent, quick-witted, impulsive, and she can be incredibly mean when she wants to be. She considers herself to be attractive, and uses that to her advantage. She firmly believes that if you can't back up what you're saying, you have no right to say it--and she'll challenge almost anything. She'll do almost anything for a rush, but she isn't stupid. She pretends she doesn't regret anything.
Sample RP intro;
“So I'll leave you,
To enjoy the days you spend without me,
So wish in your hand,
And I'll shit in mine,
And I bet you mine fills up first”
Cassie sat in her '72 mustang across the street from Jack’s house, feet dangling out the driver’s window. She was wearing her normal barely there tank top and jeans with so many holes she might as well have been wearing shorts.
“Keep walking, Ape.” She growled at a man who stopped near her car. She didn’t have time to fight with humans today, she was following Jack. Cass was turning into a first rate stalker and that was a new low, even for her.
“Words seem to roll right off your tongue,
You articulate in perfect sentences and make a masterpiece of ending my life,
So clever with your let downs as you fill the air with lies,
So I'll sit alone and wonder what is really going on beyond your eyes”
She already had his routine memorized. Weekdays he was at school till three, Thursdays he went to band practice at some shit hole warehouse, and he spent most of his free time at the local skate park. Three years and the guy hadn’t changed a bit. Well, except his taste in friends.
“This is completely pathetic.” She muttered to herself. It had been, what? Three months since she first got to town with Xander and the others and she still didn’t have the guts to talk to Jack. Truth be told, she had no idea how to approach him or even what to say.
“I'll circle your house for days and hope that you come to meet me,
So many foot impressions form a moat,
And you'll see how deep my feelings are for you,
And you still won't care”
“Hi, Jack. We followed you from Texas and we want you back.” She sighed and shook her head, tapping her fingers on the steering wheel as Bayside came on the radio.
And as if all of this wasn’t bad enough, there was that girl Jack always seemed to be around. Threatening notes and growling at her back door hadn’t had any effect. But honestly, what did Jack think he was doing hanging around with a human? Even if he was half human himself, it was embarrassing.
“So I'll leave you,
To enjoy the days you spend without me,
Let's hold hands,
And be the best of friends,
And I bet I'll never feel this way again”
Something drastic would have to be done, and soon.
Celebrity Playby; Shannyn Sossamon
Character's Name; Cassandra Tate
Name you want to be called; Joolia, hey you
Character’s Nickname(s); Cassie, Cass, and if you want to die: Sandra or Sandy
Race; Lycan
Grade; senior
Age; 17
Birthday; April 14
History; Born in Katy, Texas, she and Jack pretty much grew up together. Ask her what her home life was like and she’ll tell you the normal teen sob story; Daddy was never home, Mommy never gave a shit. The truth is she had every advantage growing up, which was a lot more than most kids had. Her Mom and Dad did the best they could to give their daughter everything she wanted even when her tastes grew more expensive. Cass was a good kid throughout grade school, albeit spoiled, but in junior high she started hanging out with the wrong crowd, going to parties, and experimenting with drugs and alcohol. Her small clique of friends began calling themselves ‘Wulf Truth’ and quickly gained notoriety for the street races and pranks they organized.
Important Relationships; She cut off pretty much all ties to her parents when she moved to Cold Creek, except when she needs money, but is extremely close to the friends that made the move from Texas to Virginia with her.
Mannerisms; She taps her foot when she’s bored and generally can’t keep still unless she’s really concentrating on something.
Fears/Dislikes;
Fears: Absolutely nothing she'll admit to, losing everything, dying.
Dislikes: Anything smothering, be it blankets or someone too near to her or even just heat, large quantities of water, i.e. the ocean, naive people, anyone unwilling to stand up for themselves, fake people, humans, authority figures of any kind, and her parents. She resents Jack’s mother for making him move and not letting them stay in contact.
Likes; Fresh air, wind, the cold, dark colors, the kind of clothing she wears, cigarettes, her tattoo, anything glittery or shiny, music, doing anything she's not supposed to do, flaunting the fact that she can get away with it, muscle cars, and dancing.
Hobbies; Listening to music, pushing people’s buttons, street racing, and getting what she wants
Music; Bayside, Sister Hazel, Eve 6, A Perfect Circle, Muse, Death Cab for Cutie, Taking Back Sunday, Panic! At the Disco, Hinder, Nirvana, Reliant K, The Strokes, Be Your Own Pet, The Hush Sound, Flyleaf, and anything else that has a decent beat.
Appearance; Her hair is naturally dark brown but she’s been known to randomly dye it different colors when it suites her mood. Pretty, almond shaped brown eyes with very dark lashes. She has lightly tanned skin and delicate features with a somewhat round face but her jaw is defined.
Personality; Mostly dependent upon how high she is at the time, ranges from mad hyper highs to bouts of livid morbidity. Though Cassandra always seems, no matter how inebriated, to be calculating the situation with those cold brown eyes. She can be extremely manipulative and isn’t above shedding a few tears to get what she wants. She's promiscuous, rebellious, violent, quick-witted, impulsive, and she can be incredibly mean when she wants to be. She considers herself to be attractive, and uses that to her advantage. She firmly believes that if you can't back up what you're saying, you have no right to say it--and she'll challenge almost anything. She'll do almost anything for a rush, but she isn't stupid. She pretends she doesn't regret anything.
Sample RP intro;
“So I'll leave you,
To enjoy the days you spend without me,
So wish in your hand,
And I'll shit in mine,
And I bet you mine fills up first”
Cassie sat in her '72 mustang across the street from Jack’s house, feet dangling out the driver’s window. She was wearing her normal barely there tank top and jeans with so many holes she might as well have been wearing shorts.
“Keep walking, Ape.” She growled at a man who stopped near her car. She didn’t have time to fight with humans today, she was following Jack. Cass was turning into a first rate stalker and that was a new low, even for her.
“Words seem to roll right off your tongue,
You articulate in perfect sentences and make a masterpiece of ending my life,
So clever with your let downs as you fill the air with lies,
So I'll sit alone and wonder what is really going on beyond your eyes”
She already had his routine memorized. Weekdays he was at school till three, Thursdays he went to band practice at some shit hole warehouse, and he spent most of his free time at the local skate park. Three years and the guy hadn’t changed a bit. Well, except his taste in friends.
“This is completely pathetic.” She muttered to herself. It had been, what? Three months since she first got to town with Xander and the others and she still didn’t have the guts to talk to Jack. Truth be told, she had no idea how to approach him or even what to say.
“I'll circle your house for days and hope that you come to meet me,
So many foot impressions form a moat,
And you'll see how deep my feelings are for you,
And you still won't care”
“Hi, Jack. We followed you from Texas and we want you back.” She sighed and shook her head, tapping her fingers on the steering wheel as Bayside came on the radio.
And as if all of this wasn’t bad enough, there was that girl Jack always seemed to be around. Threatening notes and growling at her back door hadn’t had any effect. But honestly, what did Jack think he was doing hanging around with a human? Even if he was half human himself, it was embarrassing.
“So I'll leave you,
To enjoy the days you spend without me,
Let's hold hands,
And be the best of friends,
And I bet I'll never feel this way again”
Something drastic would have to be done, and soon.
Celebrity Playby; Shannyn Sossamon
