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Cassandra

Cassandra
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Name:
Cassandra
Country Affiliation:
Wanderer
Race:
Fanalis
Tier:
D
Class:
Warrior
Age + Birth date:
19 + December 3rd
Gender:
Male(Trap)
Sexuality:
Bisexual


Cassandra - The Wandering Wildcard  Coolte11


Personality:
Cassandra is what you would call a wild card. He's always looking for a fight in order to test his skills and in some cases to sharpen them. Being born looking and sounding like a girl, not to mention his name, Cassandra. He hates being mistaken for a girl and tends to be very adamant about making it clear he's not a woman.


He is always sharp with what he says and is not one to hold back his words. However, he is a sly little bastard. Despite hating being mistaken as the opposite gender, he's not above using his natural feminine looks and voice to trick others to get what he wants. This means, he'll change his way of speaking from a manly tone to a more feminine one to get the upper hand.


Cassandra has sticky fingers, when without money, he'll normally resort to pick-pocketing those who seem to have a lot or just anything of value that he could pawn for some cash.


Despite Cassandra's nasty and devious habits, he has an unexpected kind and compassionate side towards those younger than himself. Having grown up in the slums as a child, trying to avoid being caught by slave traders and defending his friends and family, Cassandra has much compassion for those in his same situation and any people who he sees that are oppressed by governing bodies.


While Cassandra hates being so feminine looking and sounding, he does not curse his fate one bit, he simply goes with the flow of it, trying to make a difference along the way.


Cassandra has the temper of a bull. You do something he doesn't like and you'll likely have a boot up your arse courtesy of Cassandra. Things that anger him are; being mistaken for a girl, seeing people being mistreated or oppressed in front of his eyes, among other things.  


Likes:


Fighting
Cassandra is a battle nut. He loves to fight in order to test and or sharpen his skills as a warrior.


Taking Care of Others
Despite having some nasty habits, Cassandra is a kind and compassionate person. He wants to help and take care of those who can't do anything for themselves.  
Dislikes:


Bureaucrats
Cassandra can't stand these pigs, always sitting comfortably in their extravagant homes not giving any sh*ts about those who are living in the slums, dying from illnesses or starving to death while they sit there stuffing their faces, getting fat.


Being mistaken for a woman
He curses the fact he looks and sounds like a woman and hates being mistaken for one. He's never taken seriously by his own gender and is sometimes sexually harassed because of it.


Aspirations:


To Become a King's Candidate and someday start his own nation
This has been his dream since he was a young boy. He grew up hearing about dungeons and how the people who captured them went onto be great people. His father died trying to capture one and now, Cassandra wants to make his father's dream come true in his place. He wants to capture as many dungeons as possible to establish his own nation, one without oppression and suffering. He feels that then, those who don't take him seriously will come to respect him.  


Phobias/fears:


Being Killed
As a child, Cassandra witnessed his mother murdered in front of him by a group of rogue bandits that raided the slums where they lived. His mother was killed protecting him from those bandits. They did it by chopping her body up into pieces all while smiling. Cassandra was hidden in a closet and watched it happen through a small hole in the door. He managed to escape while the bandits started raiding other homes. To this day, he has nightmares where the bandits find him and do the same to him. He fears being killed by someone the most because of this traumatic event.


Cassandra - The Wandering Wildcard  Coolte12


Face-Claim:
Rider of Black - Fate/ Type Moon
Hair Color:
Red
Eye Color:
Lavender
Height:
172.7 cm (5'9")
Weight:
58.9 kg (130 lbs)
Appearance:
Cassandra is around average height for his age. His looks are very feminine to the point where he is more often then not mistaken for a flat chested girl. His hair comes to around his shoulders, red in color with a long braid rest on his left shoulder, tied with a black bow ribbon. His eyes are a soft lavender color. He has a slender feminine figure and dainty hands. The only thing that distinguishes him as male are his completely flat chest, and what's under his skirt.


Despite his hate of being mistaken for a woman, he likes to dress like a girl. Under his he wears a skin tight, black leather leotard and a black skirt. He also wears a pair of clip on stockings that clip onto the inside of his skirt in both the front and back. He wears a pair of white boots with gold trim. In his hair he wears two little black bows. Over his armor he wears a royal looking cape with fur lining on the hood. On his hands he wears a pair of white gloves with gold painted protective plates.


Normal day clothing when he's not fighting, he typically wears feminine clothing, such as cute blouses and skirts in either pastel or bright colors.


Despite, how he dresses, his body language is more unfeminine than his appearance. He tends to sit slouched and more often than not with his legs spread open or with his feet propped up on a table. He hasn't got a single ounce of grace in him aside from his sword skills.


Cassandra - The Wandering Wildcard  Coolte13


Rukh Alignment: White
Special Features: N/A
History:
Cassandra's Past:
Cassandra was born in the slums of Balbadd to his mother Natalia and his father Aegeus. When he was born, his parents had been hoping for a girl, and therefore he was given a feminine name as well as his mother’s beauty and looks. His mother made a living shining the shoes of noblemen that came into the slums like it was a tourist spot while his father went into the tropics to hunt and bring home food and water for the family. Aegeus would always tell stories about the outside world to young Cassandra and sparked the child’s imagination. He would tell Cassandra about dungeons, and how you could establish a country of your own by conquering one. It was Aegeus’s dream to do that and take everyone in the slums with him to save them from suffering in the god forsaken slums. However, when Cassandra’s father set out to conquer his first dungeon, he never came back. Natalia and young little Cassandra assumed he was killed by dungeon beasts.


As time went on, Cassandra grew to be more feminine looking as well as his voice was that of a girl’s so, the boys in the slums outcasted him for his appearance saying “no girls or girly boys allowed”. It frustrated him so much, he didn’t understand why this was happening to him, however, he decided to push forward, with a more positive future in mind. One day, the boys of the slums picked a fight with Cassandra only to be soundly defeated by him. It was then that he picked up a nasty habit of getting into fights almost on a daily basis. His mother scolded him everytime he came home with fresh bruises but regardless she was kind and compassionate towards her son.


Even without a father in the picture, Natalia did a fine job raising Cassandra on her own. However, as a result, he developed the preference to wear women’s clothing over men’s. When Cassandra was only ten years old, a band of bandits equipped with magic tools, attacked the slums and killed many people. Natalia did her best to protect her son by hiding him in a secret closet built into the wall. Not too long after she did so, the bandits paid their home a visit and killed Natalia by chopping her body into pieces. All Cassandra could do was watch from  the safety of the secret closet that had a whole in it big enough for him to see out of it and see what they did to his mom.


Once they left, Cassandra came out of hiding and ran for his life. He ran from the slums with all his might. He hated being so powerless to not be able to save his home. Cassandra ended up in the middle of the tropics when he finally stopped running. There he began his new life. There was no shortage of food or water. He felt he could survive there.


Three Years later, Cassandra returned to slums when he was now 13 years old, only to find them filled with a new population of people he didn’t know. It seemed that bandit raid had wiped out the entire slum populace three years ago. Once again, he was filled with regret for what had happened here during that time.




Cassandra decided to leave his home country for good, by becoming a simple wanderer who would travel the world, trying to help those in need wherever he could. In a way, this was Cassandra’s way of making amends for not being able to anything for anyone in the past.


Role-Play Sample:
RP Sample:
Cassandra had returned to Balbadd after a long three year journey. Now sixteen, young Cassandra walked the bustling streets of her home country. In her time away, she had heard rumors that the nation had since become a democracy and seeing that to actually be true with his own eyes, was something Cassandra would have never imagined. It almost brought a tear to the teenagers eye.


He continued on his way down the street until reaching a local tavern. His bright red hair and lavender eyes standing out. As he walked inside, fat old guys would cat call at him. This slightly irritated the hot-headed teen. However, he bared through through it until someone decided to inspect his behind, and by inspect, I mean feel him up. Next thing that happened was the old pervert who had coped a feel, was sent flying into a wall so fast, no on even saw him fly, just the landing.


After that was down, Cassandra wiped away the dust from his hands. Two big strong looking men decided to approach him with greedy grins on their faces. "Now, now little lady, you should be so rough with us men, we can't bring ourselves to harm a pretty thing like you." is what the one man said but his look of greed and malice said otherwise. "Oh?" Casandra said in a mocking tone, before casually smashing the bottom of his foot into the ground, cause a dent and the floor brick to crack. "First off, I'm not a 'lady', second, that old pervert suck to the wall, coped a feel from my ass! and third, if you two don't wipe those stupid grins off your faces, then I'll do it for ya!" Cassandra was now beyond pissed. He wanted to smash those two muscle heads' faces in. "Now now, don't get your panties in a twist, we just wanna have you meet our boss, you see, he loves Fanalis like yourself." That's when it hit him, these two were the lackeys of a slave trader. Well, no way in hell was he going to let himself get caught and put into slavery.


Cassandra ran over to the other side of the tavern, than, almost instantly, jumped back to where he'd been standing originally and kicked both muscle heads in the face sending them both flying into the wall next to the pervert. "Next time you idiots try to catch someone to be a slave, don't underestimate your prey!" he said as he booked it out of there and ran to the docks.



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[color=#0066ff][font=Times New Roman][b]Name:[/b]
Cassandra
[b]Country Affiliation:[/b]
Wanderer
[b]Race:[/b]
Fanalis
[b]Tier:[/b]
D
[b]Class:[/b]
Warrior
[b]Age + Birth date:[/b]
19 + December 3rd
[b]Gender:[/b]
Male(Trap)
[b]Sexuality:[/b]
Bisexual

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[b]Personality:[/b]
Cassandra is what you would call a wild card. He's always looking for a fight in order to test his skills and in some cases to sharpen them. Being born looking and sounding like a girl, not to mention his name, Cassandra. He hates being mistaken for a girl and tends to be very adamant about making it clear he's not a woman.

He is always sharp with what he says and is not one to hold back his words. However, he is a sly little bastard. Despite hating being mistaken as the opposite gender, he's not above using his natural feminine looks and voice to trick others to get what he wants. This means, he'll change his way of speaking from a manly tone to a more feminine one to get the upper hand.

Cassandra has sticky fingers, when without money, he'll normally resort to pick-pocketing those who seem to have a lot or just anything of value that he could pawn for some cash.

Despite Cassandra's nasty and devious habits, he has an unexpected kind and compassionate side towards those younger than himself. Having grown up in the slums as a child, trying to avoid being caught by slave traders and defending his friends and family, Cassandra has much compassion for those in his same situation and any people who he sees that are oppressed by governing bodies.

While Cassandra hates being so feminine looking and sounding, he does not curse his fate one bit, he simply goes with the flow of it, trying to make a difference along the way.

Cassandra has the temper of a bull. You do something he doesn't like and you'll likely have a boot up your arse courtesy of Cassandra. Things that anger him are; being mistaken for a girl, seeing people being mistreated or oppressed in front of his eyes, among other things.  

[b]Likes:[/b]

[i]Fighting[/i]
Cassandra is a battle nut. He loves to fight in order to test and or sharpen his skills as a warrior.

[i]Taking Care of Others[/i]
Despite having some nasty habits, Cassandra is a kind and compassionate person. He wants to help and take care of those who can't do anything for themselves.  
[b]Dislikes:[/b]

[i]Bureaucrats[/i]
Cassandra can't stand these pigs, always sitting comfortably in their extravagant homes not giving any sh*ts about those who are living in the slums, dying from illnesses or starving to death while they sit there stuffing their faces, getting fat.

[i]Being mistaken for a woman[/i]
He curses the fact he looks and sounds like a woman and hates being mistaken for one. He's never taken seriously by his own gender and is sometimes sexually harassed because of it.

[b]Aspirations:[/b]

[i]To Become a King's Candidate and someday start his own nation[/i]
This has been his dream since he was a young boy. He grew up hearing about dungeons and how the people who captured them went onto be great people. His father died trying to capture one and now, Cassandra wants to make his father's dream come true in his place. He wants to capture as many dungeons as possible to establish his own nation, one without oppression and suffering. He feels that then, those who don't take him seriously will come to respect him.  

[b]Phobias/fears:[/b]

[i]Being Killed[/i]
As a child, Cassandra witnessed his mother murdered in front of him by a group of rogue bandits that raided the slums where they lived. His mother was killed protecting him from those bandits. They did it by chopping her body up into pieces all while smiling. Cassandra was hidden in a closet and watched it happen through a small hole in the door. He managed to escape while the bandits started raiding other homes. To this day, he has nightmares where the bandits find him and do the same to him. He fears being killed by someone the most because of this traumatic event.

[img]http://i97.servimg.com/u/f97/19/54/26/34/coolte12.png[/img]

[b]Face-Claim:[/b]
Rider of Black - Fate/ Type Moon
[b]Hair Color:[/b]
Red
[b]Eye Color:[/b]
Lavender
[b]Height:[/b]
172.7 cm (5'9")
[b]Weight:[/b]
58.9 kg (130 lbs)
[b]Appearance:[/b]
Cassandra is around average height for his age. His looks are very feminine to the point where he is more often then not mistaken for a flat chested girl. His hair comes to around his shoulders, red in color with a long braid rest on his left shoulder, tied with a black bow ribbon. His eyes are a soft lavender color. He has a slender feminine figure and dainty hands. The only thing that distinguishes him as male are his completely flat chest, and what's under his skirt.

Despite his hate of being mistaken for a woman, he likes to dress like a girl. Under his he wears a skin tight, black leather leotard and a black skirt. He also wears a pair of clip on stockings that clip onto the inside of his skirt in both the front and back. He wears a pair of white boots with gold trim. In his hair he wears two little black bows. Over his armor he wears a royal looking cape with fur lining on the hood. On his hands he wears a pair of white gloves with gold painted protective plates.

Normal day clothing when he's not fighting, he typically wears feminine clothing, such as cute blouses and skirts in either pastel or bright colors.

Despite, how he dresses, his body language is more unfeminine than his appearance. He tends to sit slouched and more often than not with his legs spread open or with his feet propped up on a table. He hasn't got a single ounce of grace in him aside from his sword skills.

[img]http://i97.servimg.com/u/f97/19/54/26/34/coolte13.png[/img]

[b]Rukh Alignment:[/b] White
[b]Special Features:[/b] N/A
[b]History:[/b]
[spoiler="Cassandra's Past"]Cassandra was born in the slums of Balbadd to his mother Natalia and his father Aegeus. When he was born, his parents had been hoping for a girl, and therefore he was given a feminine name as well as his mother’s beauty and looks. His mother made a living shining the shoes of noblemen that came into the slums like it was a tourist spot while his father went into the tropics to hunt and bring home food and water for the family. Aegeus would always tell stories about the outside world to young Cassandra and sparked the child’s imagination. He would tell Cassandra about dungeons, and how you could establish a country of your own by conquering one. It was Aegeus’s dream to do that and take everyone in the slums with him to save them from suffering in the god forsaken slums. However, when Cassandra’s father set out to conquer his first dungeon, he never came back. Natalia and young little Cassandra assumed he was killed by dungeon beasts.

As time went on, Cassandra grew to be more feminine looking as well as his voice was that of a girl’s so, the boys in the slums outcasted him for his appearance saying “no girls or girly boys allowed”. It frustrated him so much, he didn’t understand why this was happening to him, however, he decided to push forward, with a more positive future in mind. One day, the boys of the slums picked a fight with Cassandra only to be soundly defeated by him. It was then that he picked up a nasty habit of getting into fights almost on a daily basis. His mother scolded him everytime he came home with fresh bruises but regardless she was kind and compassionate towards her son.

Even without a father in the picture, Natalia did a fine job raising Cassandra on her own. However, as a result, he developed the preference to wear women’s clothing over men’s. When Cassandra was only ten years old, a band of bandits equipped with magic tools, attacked the slums and killed many people. Natalia did her best to protect her son by hiding him in a secret closet built into the wall. Not too long after she did so, the bandits paid their home a visit and killed Natalia by chopping her body into pieces. All Cassandra could do was watch from  the safety of the secret closet that had a whole in it big enough for him to see out of it and see what they did to his mom.

Once they left, Cassandra came out of hiding and ran for his life. He ran from the slums with all his might. He hated being so powerless to not be able to save his home. Cassandra ended up in the middle of the tropics when he finally stopped running. There he began his new life. There was no shortage of food or water. He felt he could survive there.

Three Years later, Cassandra returned to slums when he was now 13 years old, only to find them filled with a new population of people he didn’t know. It seemed that bandit raid had wiped out the entire slum populace three years ago. Once again, he was filled with regret for what had happened here during that time.


Cassandra decided to leave his home country for good, by becoming a simple wanderer who would travel the world, trying to help those in need wherever he could. In a way, this was Cassandra’s way of making amends for not being able to anything for anyone in the past. [/spoiler]

[b]Role-Play Sample:[/b]
[spoiler="RP Sample"]Cassandra had returned to Balbadd after a long three year journey. Now sixteen, young Cassandra walked the bustling streets of her home country. In her time away, she had heard rumors that the nation had since become a democracy and seeing that to actually be true with his own eyes, was something Cassandra would have never imagined. It almost brought a tear to the teenagers eye.

He continued on his way down the street until reaching a local tavern. His bright red hair and lavender eyes standing out. As he walked inside, fat old guys would cat call at him. This slightly irritated the hot-headed teen. However, he bared through through it until someone decided to inspect his behind, and by inspect, I mean feel him up. Next thing that happened was the old pervert who had coped a feel, was sent flying into a wall so fast, no on even saw him fly, just the landing.

After that was down, Cassandra wiped away the dust from his hands. Two big strong looking men decided to approach him with greedy grins on their faces. [color=#ccff00]"Now, now little lady, you should be so rough with us men, we can't bring ourselves to harm a pretty thing like you."[/color] is what the one man said but his look of greed and malice said otherwise. [color=#ff0000]"Oh?"[/color] Casandra said in a mocking tone, before casually smashing the bottom of his foot into the ground, cause a dent and the floor brick to crack. [color=#ff0000]"First off, I'm not a 'lady', second, that old pervert suck to the wall, coped a feel from my ass! and third, if you two don't wipe those stupid grins off your faces, then I'll do it for ya!"[/color] Cassandra was now beyond pissed. He wanted to smash those two muscle heads' faces in. [color=#00ff33]"Now now, don't get your panties in a twist, we just wanna have you meet our boss, you see, he [b][i]loves[/i][/b] Fanalis like yourself."[/color] That's when it hit him, these two were the lackeys of a slave trader. Well, no way in hell was he going to let himself get caught and put into slavery.

Cassandra ran over to the other side of the tavern, than, almost instantly, jumped back to where he'd been standing originally and kicked both muscle heads in the face sending them both flying into the wall next to the pervert. [color=#ff0000]"Next time you idiots try to catch someone to be a slave, don't underestimate your prey!"[/color] he said as he booked it out of there and ran to the docks. [/spoiler]
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