Post by Cassiopeia Taylor on Jun 11, 2009 14:09:08 GMT -5
Cassiopeia Carmen Taylor »
Nickname:Cass, Cassie
Age:113 looks 20
Birthday:May 19 1896
Gender:Female
Sexuality:straight
Canon:no
Species:shapeshifter
a grey wolf
Occupation:dancer
Physical Description »
Height:5`7
Weight:120
eye color: blue/grey to amber
Hair color:blonde
Assets: pretty smile
Flaw: beauty mark on the back of her neck
Distinguishing mark: a tattoo of a flower on her right hipCassie has long and soft blonde hair that reaches just past her shoulders. Standing about 5`7, with a slim build and muscular build, also very strong for her petite figure, appearances can be deceiving. She has beautiful blue eyes that sometimes have a grey amber tint to them that dazzles in the sun light. She posses that cute child like face, and a gorgeous smile that would melt anyone’s heart. Pink slim lips complete her pale face; her slender nose is one of her nicer facial features. Cassie tends to use no or little make up, because of her outstanding natural beauty.
But She’s one of those strange girls who enjoys being different, she expresses herself by painting her nails beautiful bright colors, just for the fun of it, but it also makes her feel good inside. Her wardrobe reflects on her bubbly personality, bright colors, even vintage piece of clothing as well. She is usually found wearing bran named clothes, whatever popular at the time .She enjoys buying stuff off of e-bay, because otherwise she’d have to into a big city in order to find what she’s looking for and sometimes that’s not really that possible. She sticks with what she has, shopping sometimes doesn’t really happen.
Personality Description »
[/color] what she is
Likes:
[/li][li][/color] the ocean
[/li][li][/color] being free
[/li][li][/color] the sun
[/li][li][/color] dancing[/li][/ul]
Dislikes:
[/li][li][/color] dust
[/li][li][/color] mean people
[/li][li][/color] pickles
[/li][li][/color] reptiles[/li][/ul]
Dreams:
[/li][li][/color] finding someone who loves her for who she is
[/li][li][/color] to become a professional dancer
[/li][li][/color] to be at peace
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Fears:
[/li][li][/color] the death of someone close
[/li][li][/color] war
[/li][li][/color] cages
[/li][li][/color] being stuck an animal[/li][/ul]
Eccentricities: -when she’s nervous she plays with her hands
Cassie is naturally sociable and the light of the party. She is bubbly and loud, and can never seem to stay out of the spotlight for a long time. Even though she likes to be around people, she is not loud and obnoxious. Okay, maybe a little bit loud, but she truly is a sweet, kind, and caring person, once you get past her outer shell. She’s a strong and confident worker too, always determined to get everything perfect, she’s kind of a perfectionist. You never want to mess up or more anything of hers, or you’re going to regret it.
Even though she is such a kind person most times, when the moment calls for it she can be very violent, it’s almost shocking, literally. She can’t stand it when some one tries to push her down, emotionally or physically. Cassie is very sure of her self and won’t let anyone tell her who she is or how she should act. She has her moody days but doesn’t everyone? One thing you could do to put her in one of those awful moods is to mess with her stuff or purposely get her wet. She may hold a grudge, but they only last a couple of days, unless you’re someone she already hates the tough luck for you.
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Character Relationships »
Fathers name:Shawn Taylor (adoptive parents)
Mothers name: Melissa Taylor
Siblings: two older brothers Marcus and David (adoptive brothers)
Significant other: had a husband named Michael Allerdyce ,but died in the war
Alexei, her creator
Children: a adoptive son named Mackenzie who later died at the age of 91
Others: not reallyBorn before the twentieth century began, she had harmless childhood. No electronic games, just quality time with her family. Times where peaceful living in the capital of Canada. Though winters were cold, her family survived, living in the heart of the city. Cassiopeia had grown up with two older brothers, though they were a pain in the butt, she loved them none the less.
Her father was a baker in a corner store next to the bank. Their family grew up in the apartment above it. Her mother did most of the baking while her father did the selling. It was a great family business. By the time Cassie was ten, she would be in the kitchen helping her mother out, though she may have been older then other mother then the rest, and she was a charm to be around none the less.
Marcus and David were both allowed to go to school, but not little Cassie, most girls didn’t got to school at that time anyways. It was lonely waiting every day at the window for her brothers to come home and tell her what they had learned, because her mother taught her in the morning and the pair of them baked in the afternoon for the business. But not her whole life was that boring, there was always this cute boy the same age as Jean living across the street, Michael Allerdyce was his name.
As years past the two of them grew together and formed a great friendship, by that time she was fourteen. Her mother was already talking about having an arranged marriage just like her and her father. Cassie only prayed that it was Michael. Her 17th birthday rolled around, and her parents finally decided to tell her, her futures husband, and just out of pure luck it was Michael. The pair were so excited, that they actually got married that year.
A child came along the way soon after, but the poor thing was a still born, instead they went to an orphanage just at the other end of town and adopted a baby boy. She named her son Mackenzie, a well suited name. At the age of 19, she lived with her husband in a small house a mere three streets over from her parents. Michael had recently found a job at the bank, and was just rolling in the money. Then it hit.
War started in Europe and men were needed over seas, and Michael wanted to do everything for his country and he left for war. Afraid that she would never again see him, she too left for France, leaving her child in the care of her parents. Once arriving, she could still not find her husband. She was posted near Vimy Ridge as a nurse. While Michael was closer to Ypres and in the ground forces. Weeks after weeks went by and finally she got word about him, but it wasn’t the kind of thing she was expected for. He was killed in action; the body had not been retrieved. She cried for days none stop, and walked right out of the military camp into the country side of France. And went suicidal.
She had taken morphine for one of the cabinets back in the camps and took as many pills as possible. The pain went away but slowly did the feeling for everything else. Was death going to take her? She only lied there praying to god she was.
Cassie had no idea how long she was lying there for, but it felt like days with all the snow falling down around her head. However long it was, it seemed like everyone had forgotten her, Cassiopeia. Then he came, the white haired angel who said that he could make all the pain go away, forever. His pale cold hand brushed her cheek as he moved some of her light hair out of her face. Her voice cracked when she tried to answer him, to accept the offer, but all she managed to do was nod.
Reaching over her, that’s when the pain started, not that it was any different then it already was, but his mouth had made contacted with Cassie’s neck. His cold lips pressed against the side of her neck, she could feel nothing but the burning from that point on, until the darkness came. He had marked her, changing her into a shape shifter. The years after that were more or less a blur for Cassie, her next 85 years or so. The man, later to be known as Alexei had taken her from the battle front not wanting such a beautiful woman to die. He taught her how to shift and she herself can shift into a grey wolf.
Years after years went by as he kept her in the Rockies Mountains of British Colombia, far away from war and everything that was going on in Europe. Life living off just off of what they could find as there animals, they almost became a pack. Each grew to love one another, but Cassie needed human contact again. Leaving Alexei promising to return to him someday, she headed down south of the border of Canada and wonders the states. Dancing to get money to sustain herself.
Complete »
Real name:Laura
Age: 15,almost 16
RP skill:less then a year ,intermediate
Rping length:150-250
Rp sample: ”Why do I always get nick named that, it sounds so ridiculous.” Sienna muttered under her breath in annoyance to the girl in front of her. Maybe it was the way this girl carried herself or just the look in her eye, but Sienna just didn’t like her. She could tell that the girl was a nomad of some sort, having no seen the girl around in this area before. Maybe saying she’s from X-Men may have not been the smartest idea, but Sienna wasn’t always the best person to lie, and who know what this girls powers were. But by the color of her eyes, she would think it was something animalistic.
Sienna rolled her eyes at the girl when she dissed the x-men.”I was going to the gym.”She spat the girl , the leather really wasn’t that bad, was it?”And we don’t live in a castle, it’s a school by the way.” Trying to talk civilized with this girl was proving to be more difficult then she though it to be. This girl was being impossible, and not to mention rude, but maybe she was just messed up like that. Whatever it was she just wanted to shock her stupid humor out of her and go on living her life.
It only took the other girl forever to realize the fact that she had created electricity behind her back, though that growl was pretty intimidating. She extended claws, and Sienna took as step back, maybe she should maybe brought Logan along.”What are you going to do scratch me?”Sienna replied, getting rid of the electricity ball and opened her water bottle, throwing the contents at the girl.”Opps, does the kitty not like getting wet?”
Character adoption:yes
