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[h3]:: Personal Information ::[/h3]


[b]Full Birth-Given Name:[/b] "Name's Maelen Cassandra Amelia Bealer. Yeah, I know it's long. No need to remind me."
[b]Preferred Name // Nickname:[/b] "I really couldn't care less. I've been called Mae or Cass before, though. Prefer Cass."
[b]Sexual Orientation & Gender:[/b] "Again, don't care. Depends on my mood."
[b]Years Since My Birth:[/b] "I don't know... 22? Somewhere around there."
[b]At What Age Were You Turned?:[/b] "What kinds of questions are these? Let's see... 18, turning 19? Maybe it was 20?"
[b]Pack Standing:[/b] TBA
[b]How Long Have You Been With the Devereaux Pack?:[/b] "A couple of years."
[b]Also Knowing:[/b] "Well, if you were interested, my favorite color is dark red.

[h3]:: General Information ::[/h3]


[b]Family Members Affected by the Shiver:[/b] "I suppose I did have parents. Haven't talked to them for years. Names were Anna and Mike. Not much else to say about them, other than the fact that they probably don't miss my sorry ass. Had a younger brother and sister, too. Wonder how they're doing."

[b]Furry Companions:[/b] "Wouldn't be able to take care of them, to tell you the truth."

[h3]:: Other Information ::[/h3]


[b]Song That Best Describes Me:[/b] "That's pretty damn cheesy. I guess I'd go with [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FDluET3eEhY]Ignorance Is Bliss[/url]."

[b]Who Turned You and Changed Your Life:[/b] "You know, I'm not entirely sure about that either. It was the middle of the night. I was taking a safe walk through my neighborhood, careful to stay in sight of other people. Okay, I was drunk as hell, walking through the woods on the way to yet another bar. I had lost sight of my friends, but we all knew where we were going. Of course, that's when I get knocked to the ground. Felt like a damn truck rammed into me. Never saw the guy. Probably passed out before I could. And, well, you know the rest of the story. Typical 'getting used to the new bod' tale."

[b]My Life Before the Shiver Overtook Me and How It Effected Me:[/b] "Life before was... different? I mean, obviously. But hear me out, a'ight? When I was a lot younger, I was a great kid. Straight A's, volunteered, sports master, lots of friends, the whole shebang. Man, I was such a b*tch. No pun intended."

"Anyway, as I got older, I hung out with different people and got a whole new take on life. I didn't care about how the next basketball game was going to go. In fact, I quit when I went to high school. My grades didn't drop too far; I still got B's, but mostly C's. My social life went wild! I don't think I was at home for more than two hours each night, and those hours were used to sleep. Fortunately, I didn't do anything much worse than drink. Eventually, my parents got too pissed off with... me. Just, everything about me. They kicked me out of the house, and, honestly, I don't blame them. I'm kind of glad, actually, 'cause that place was dull."

"From that point on, I basically stayed at friends' houses, until I was kicked out of those as well. Once I got a job, I got a cheap-ass apartment in a not-so-great area of town. I partied more, drank, and just generally lived like a bum. Then, I was turned." She glances around, as if coming out of a trance. "I've put my life together more since then. I have a decent job, with enough money to sustain myself. Of course, I hang around the den a lot, and I enjoy my time here for the most part."

[b]How Some People Might See Me:[/b] "... As a wreck? I don't know. If someone saw me when I get wasted, for sure. Even more so during the rare bar fight I get into." She smirks. "I'm still a pretty heavy drinker, but I know how to control myself, now. I think others would consider me bad ass. I [i]hope[/i] others would consider me bad ass. Definition? Someone who can put their money where their mouth is. You know, if they threaten someone, they could actually take them down in a fight. That's me to a T. Not that that [i]hasn't[/i] gotten me in trouble before. With scars to prove it."

[b]Standing Before a Mirror, I See:[/b] "Oh, god. I hate this game. Let's see... I have dark black hair that falls down to about the bottom of my rib cage. It's slightly shaved over my right ear and is slightly wavy. My skin is pretty flawless, I have to say. Dainty nose, complete with a piercing through the right nostril. Eyebrows are thin and close to my eyes, which are dark brown, almond shaped, and close-set. My right ear has two piercings and my left has four, but I don't always wear them all. I could be considered curvy, but I'd mostly describe myself as muscular. Gotta keep in shape if I'm gonna take a grown man down, you know? Clothing... I usually wear something simple like jeans, a shirt, and a flannel button-up. Oh, I'm 5'8" Sweet, right?"