cassis seev !

[cassis seev]

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>> let's see what we've got on our hands.

name;; She’s SAVILICIOUS. ;]
age;; GUESS CORRECLTY AND I WON’T TAKE YOUR FIRSTBORN. >D
experience;; +23 exp for conquering Samra!
time zone;; I live in PA. Woo.
password;; read the rules D:<

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>> can't be as bad as we thought.

name;; Cassis Oona Seev
nicknames;; Cassie, Cass, Seev
age;; Fifteen.
date of birth;; February 8th.
species;; Fairy.
year;; Sophomore.
sexual orientation;; Straight.
occupation;; Student.
face claim;; Miss Mosh.

general appearance;;

The first thing you think when you see her is “damn, how much bleach did she use?” Her natural hair color is a silvery-white, which she sometime dyes a light blonde (at the “advice” of people who make fun of her). It falls to her waist comfortably; she never puts it up in a ponytail or bun—she always leaves it down. Her eyes are a slate color, grey with a hint of blue, and bright. They hide her emotions well; only very strong emotions shine through them. Her skin is very fair—not pale, damnit, but fair—though never enough to be confused with a vampire (though once she was called a siren...). The only articles of clothing she wears are dresses. She doesn’t particularly like jeans (no one knows why), but she does wear leggings with long shirts. Congrats to you if you can get her in anything else. She loves giant sweaters—the type that have sleeves that go way past her hands—and, despite how many times she’s told they’re not all that pretty, she can’t get enough of them. Oh, and before I forget, there’s the matter of her wings. A silver, see-through color, they’re not as large as an angel’s, but work just as well.

general personality;;

Cassis was raised in a cottage in a secluded meadow (no joke). She didn’t really have all the things that normal kids grew up with. Pizza? She has no idea what that is. Try more along the lines of salted fish, nuts, and berries. And sometimes things that humans dropped behind, if they could sneak around well enough. She doesn’t know what video games are, she’d probably gawk at a TV and try to step through it into “another realm”, and ringtones on cell phones scare the hell out of her. She doesn’t know what curse words are; she repeats them to “taste” their new sound and, frankly, because it makes her giggle. It’s only until after they give her the three year-old explanation of what it means that she stops using it (might pop out every now and then, but hey). Euphemisms? Not so much. Sex jokes? Nope. You’re going to have to get used to talking to an innocent child.

She’s as sweet as can be. Honestly. Need help with anything? She’ll do it. Being mean to her? Telling her to jump off a bridge? She probably won’t get what you’re actually saying, so...you have to catch her, please. She likes simple things, like singing and dancing in the rain, playing with water, and eating sweet things. Sure, you’d have to be patient enough to explain what everything is, but it’s worth it in the end to see her smile (...or, so we hope...a lot of people just find her annoying, which is why she is used to having basically no friends. sadly). She can best be described as one of those cheap mood rings you buy in tourist shops: she’s pretty hard to read, always seems content, and doesn’t cost much. Jaykay on that last one.

likes;;

¡ SKITTLES !
¡ the color white !
¡ meeting new people !
¡ water !
¡ ice and stone !
¡ adventures !
¡ soft music !
¡ singing !
¡ dewdrops !
¡ new experiences !
¡ crying !
¡ dresses !
¡ spiders !
¡ rain !
¡ giant sweaters !
¡ long socks !
¡ animals !
¡ BIRDS !

dislikes;;

¡ loud noises !
¡ judging by race !
¡ pineapple !
¡ jeans !
¡ sports !
¡ people making fun of her !
¡ that weird swiss cheese !
¡ traveling !
¡ wind !
¡ fighting !
¡ riding in cars !
¡ stamps !
¡ tv shows !
¡ envelopes !
¡ serious people !
¡ money !

fears;;

¡ having no friends !
¡ ferris wheels !
¡ hot dog vendors !

quirks;;

¡ sways while she walks !
¡ has to sleep higher than three feet !
¡ speaks in an airy tone !
¡ puts marshmallows in sandwiches !

secrets;;

¡ never had friends other than family before WA !
¡ wishes that sometimes she wasn’t so lucky !

magyck;;

memory;; Memories appear to her in the spider web-like form. Thankfully, she doesn’t have to see them all the time; they only appear at times of the person’s great stress or if she actually wants to see them. By weaving more threads together, she can create new memories. By unweaving and tearing threads out, or knotting them until they can’t be seen, she can hide or destroy memories. By untangling, she can reveal memories.

luck;; After the countless encounters of extreme luck in desperate situations, it could only be assumed that Cassis wields luck. She has the ability to enhance or decrease it, but can’t seem to control it very well. It works when she really needs it, so otherwise it doesn’t matter.

size;; Cassis has the ability to change her size at will. She can go from being as tall as she is now—which isn’t very tall, about 5’3”—to about the size of your forefinger. Great for playing hide-and-go-seek, and cleaning in those hard-to-reach places.

flight;; In any size, she has the ability to fly. Silvery, see-through wings are permanently attached to her back. They’re not as large as an angel’s, but they work well.

family members;;

x Cyrus Seev [ theFATHER ]
x Thais Seev [ theMOTHER ]
x Asia Seev [ theSISTER. ageTWELVE. ]

history;;

Cassis was the name of her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother, who was the first to own the small cottage that she would spend her life in. Her husband, Axis, had built it himself. It was a pleasant love story that Thais liked to tell her daughters before they drifted off to sleep in the grass; and when they woke up, lying in the dew, they would sit around and contemplate the existence of their own great-great-great-great-great-great grandchildren—what their names would be and what they would know of Cassis and Asia. They wondered if they would have love stories about cottages, too.

It wasn’t until Cassis ventured a little too far outside of the meadow that she found her first piece of the outside world: skittles. A little boy by the name of Nicky had dropped them near the creek when he and his friends went swimming with their dog. She picked up the packet, dazzled by all the colors in such small circles, and licked one. It tasted sweet, so she popped them in her mouth and began to eat. She came back to her family, amazed at how they were missing out on such life, and shared the skittles. Honest to god, that’s how she came to the little town outside the meadow.

After experiencing the world (meaning walking down one of the main streets, almost getting hit by cars, and ogled at because of the translucent wings that sprouted out of her back), she came back to her parents to tell them of everything she saw. Unfortunately, as Cyrus had seen the dangers of the outside world, he wasn’t as thrilled as everyone else was. But Cassis, oddly lucky, was soon allowed to roam the world again. After bumping into a werewolf, she was introduced to Winterthorne, which is where she is now.

post sample;; LIEK AWMAIGAWD IS THAT SAINT NICK? kids, show me your list like it’s the twenty-fifth.[/size]

` the walls begin to shake!
>> and let's add some random shit.

favorite cereal;; o: silly rabbit, trix are for kids!
If your member was confronted by a member of the living dead, what would they do? Probably invite it over for tea.
Deal or no deal? No deal. ;] She’s pretty lucky.