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● Name:
Cassandra Jane Rowley
Her nickname and the name she wants you to call her is 'Cass'.
● Age:
Seventeen
● Gender:
Female
● Sexuality:
If human, will sleep with.
● More In Depth Appearance:
Cass isn't trying to impress anyone with how she dresses, which might explain why she often has a sort of greasy, slovenly look about her, from t-shirts that have what people hope are drink and food stains, to jeans that long since lost their last legs, down to shoes that are run over. There's a certain madness to her outfits that somehow manages to feel just so...fitting. Her hair, golden blonde, is often stringy and unkempt while her blue eyes are striking if only because of her heavy and dark eye shadow that stands out amidst her otherwise pale complexion. Her hair wasn't always blonde, there was a time when it was muddy brown - bleaching had a more lasting impact. She prefers the blonde style anyway.
Cass is of average height at 5'5" and her lack of a strict exercise routine is quite clear from her figure, which isn't as slim and trim as is the 'ideal'. A diet of bad food will do that to a person. So long as she can make her ass fit into her jeans, she's perfectly fine with her choices. Some have called her style punk. She thinks that that is stupid as her style is just whatever. There's no style.
When she speaks it's with a rasp that is both husky and aggressive even if she's speaking at a normal volume. It's the voice one would describe as a 'smoker's rasp' and given that she's picked up smoking as a hobby that's to be expected, but her voice has always been like that, even before she started smoking. Cass also has a 'tramp stamp' of a pair of purple roses tattooed on her lower back.
● Fearless ● Crass ● Quick-Witted ● Abrasive ●
● Personality:
There's always that one person you know growing up that everyone figures will be a dropout, burnout, or behind bars because of their attitude, that person parents don't want their kids hanging out with for the most superficial of reasons, and Cass is that girl. Her reputation is almost as loud as she is, and considering the pipes she has that's quite impressive. Cass controls a room with her voice when her actions don't do it for her, though most people just find her grating, gross, or annoying. Cass has little time for the people who can't keep up with her on some level though she holds the people that give her a chance in high regard. She's never going to be the one to apologize for her actions, but she'll also be the first one to volunteer to do something that could get people into trouble. Her reputation is already in the mud, no need to drag others down with her.
Cass has an undeniable charisma about her, the same way that a front man for a band would have and though the legality and morality of her ideas stretch the limits of acceptable, one can never deny that a time with Cass is never boring. Whether or not that's a good thing is up to the individual.
● Quirks:
-Cass smacks her lips when she eats and doesn't care how annoying and gross that might be to others.
-Perhaps an overuse of "that's what she said" and other terms, in addition to her general vulgarity.
-Greets people by slapping them on the back. The slap is far beyond a friendly tap and is, in fact, a full on slap that stings.
-Can, has, and will go up to random people and show them affection. Some call it harassment. Cass does not.
● Hobbies:
Cooking
Driving long stretches of road really fast
Sloppily making out
Instagraming the meals she makes, complete with recipes and quick tutorials on Youtube
● Likes & Dislikes:
- The Dead Milkmen. She bought an old Camaro because of the song Bitchin Camaro
- Vinyl albums. Not to collect, per se. They break real good.
- Macaroni and Cheese. It's the greatest food ever made. But not that Kraft crap.
- Making Mistakes. It doesn't matter how bad something goes, so long as you live through it and find a way to do it better.
- Driving with no destination in mind.
Dislikes:
- Holding down a job.
- People that are indecisive
- Hospitals and doctors
- Law enforcement, but only when they inconvenience her.
- Fruit juices. Just eat a damn fruit.
Family Members:
Cassidy Rowley, Father (48), Attorney at Law
Janet Rowley, Mother (43), doctor of Hematology
Rodney Anonymous, Fish, pet
Mojo Nixon, Fish, pet
Dean Clean, Fish, pet
Genaro, Fish, pet
● Biography:
A question many have after meeting Cass is 'was she always like that?' And the answer might come as a surprise if ever there was anyone around to hear it. Cass, born Cassandra, Rowley comes from a well off family, the type of family that has wings of a hospital or building named after them. The type of family that lives in a gated community and speaks ill about those that look different than they do, or as gated as it gets in a town of rural sorts. You know the type. In a town of farmers and earthy types, a lawyer and a respected doctor is practically the same as being a wealthy city dweller; of course the price tag involved with Cassidy Rowley's services makes the Rowley family hardly liked, and Cass is doing them no favors. Cass bought into the lifestyle as a child, taking the piano lessons and being groomed to be a perfect little well mannered adult. It was around the start of middle school when Cass began to change. Her parents liked to blame some of her friends as a bad influence, but it was just a matter of Cass seeing her parents and realizing that she wanted to be anything but them.
Cass attended public high school, which was about as big a slap in the face to her family as she could do without bringing home an unwanted suitor, and went to great lengths to hide her status from the others. She accomplished this by wearing clothes straight out of punk music videos, at first being a very poor poser but slowly, over time, adapting the anarchistic, wild child lifestyle for herself. All the marks were checked on the list. Smoking behind the gym. Truancy. A stint with a shitty garage band. Being thrown out of said band for thinking that their one and only gig had to end with her kicking a bigass hole in the drummer's kit. Cass embraced a life of attitude and loose morals even if it meant being cut off from her family's bank account once she turned eighteen.
Despite her grades being on the passing end of the spectrum, Cass stopped seeming to care about school at the tail end of her junior year, the same time her hair became the bleached blonde it is today. Because of how she acted she never relied on her parents for money (other than asking them to buy her a bitchin camaro for her sixteenth) and took up odd jobs around town over the summer and throughout her junior year, from mowing lawns with a lawn care company, to her most recent stint as a waitress at the cheapest, and thus most popular, diner in town. She hates it, the responsibilities of working, which is why she often looks for ways to cause trouble or get fired after making enough to cover what expenses she needs, though her parents have, without her knowledge, been footing some of her bills as a potential olive branch.
Currently she lives with a man that is twenty five years old, a former co-worker of hers from back when she was mowing lawns. The man speaks very little English and there are, of course, plenty of rumors going around, but that's not her secret at all, because in this case the rumors have a bit of truth to them. Cass would have herself emancipated but that's far too much paperwork. So instead she'll live in a small place since she considers herself an adult anyway.
● Theme Song:
Flagpole Sitta - Harvey DangerBeen around the world and found
That only stupid people are breeding
The cretins cloning and feeding
And I don't even own a TV
Put me in the hospital for nerves
And then they had to commit me
I'm not sick, but I'm not well
And I'm so hot, cause I'm in hell
I'm not sick, but I'm not well
And it's a sin, to live so well 
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