Post by Cassandra Marshall on May 18, 2009 5:36:57 GMT -5
i n t r o d u c i n g . . .
Cassandra Adelle Marshall ///
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Full Name~ Cassandra Adelle Marshall.
Gender~ Female.
Age~ 27.
Date of Birth~ April 12, 1982.
Location~ Atlanta, GA.
Faction~ Mayhem.
Celebrity Claim~ Stacy Ferguson (Fergie).
Play anyone else?~ Tucker Davis.
m i n d . . .
what's in my head?
/// SPECIAL ABILITY
Hypnotic Song is the ability to vocally emit a song that subliminally causes people who hear it to follow any predetermined order that the user would have the subject follow, even inflicting pain on oneself. The hypnotized subject, however, can only do things within their mental or physical capacity.
Cassandra uses the ability through humming a song she knows very well. It comes out to the victim as a haunting tone that they just can't resist which sends them into a state of nirvana. That is when Cassandra gives them an order they follow. The victim is always aware of what they are doing.
Swan Song is the ability to gain power exponentially after being extremely wounded or close to death. One with this ability needs only to give out a cry, and their abilities will work at maximum capacity. This works as a sound-based Feral Mind, and can be used on others as well. However, the user of this ability could only use it if she felt her life were in mortal danger (if she were wounded badly, or close to dying). This ability is always accompanied by another.
This is Cassandra's secondary ability. As stated this is a "sound based Feral Mind", it is Feral Mind however what triggers it is a "cry". When this ability is in use Cassandra lets out a scream that hurts the ear drums. during the scream all of Cassandra's energy is built up in her or someone else if she chooses to boost another. Because of the abilities' trigger she can give someone else the ability but only for a short time. (The ability would of course leave when the effects wore off.) When Cassandra uses the ability on herself she only has limited time, the amount to get a few good attacks in, before the injuries take over again.
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/// ABILITY LIMITS
Above all else those who have their hearing impaired are unaffected by Cassandra’s ability. (In other words cover your ears or get as far away from her as possible.) That being said as long as a person can hear the song they are under control. If Cassandra moves far enough away her power stops working. Cassie can only control a person as long as she sings if she is stopped so does her control. The effect will linger long enough for her to take a breathe. Those of strong will or high intelligence can resist Cassandra’s control over them. Specials with Telepathy could also resist control. Cassandra believes that she has less to no control over fellow woman so she rarely uses her ability against them.
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/// PERSONALITY
Sadistic and attention seeking are two things that best describe Cassandra. She’s terribly driven to seek affection from other people in order to fill the void of unhappiness that has plagued her life. Naturally she enjoys seeing people in pain or peril; most of her life was spent in pain, in her eyes everyone should feel it. No matter the situation a smile can be seen on the woman’s face. Cassandra has a habit of bottling her emotions until they explode. It most cases she rarely shares how she really feels or if something is wrong.
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Likes~
- Lingerie.
- Fine Dining.
- Classical Music.
- Sunglasses.
- Chuck Palahniuk books.
Dislikes~
- “Perfect” Families: In other words complete families.
- Frilly Skirts.
- Sororities.
- Rap Music.
- Coke Products.
Strengths~
- Manipulation.
- Charmer.
- Seducing.
- Lying.
- Singing.
Weaknesses~
- Being ignored.
- Being rejected.
- Reminded of hurtful memories.
- Pain in general.
- Seeing through her lies and deception.
Skills~
- Great at picking locks.
- Holding down alcohol.
- Using a gun.
Hobbies~
- Reading Shakespear.
- Cleaning.
- Buying cloths.
Habits~
- Plays with her hair: Cassandra feels that playing with ones' hair is childish and something to grow out of, much like picking ones' nose.
- She must lock and unlock doors three times before leaving.
- She has to wash her hands nine times when coming in contact with people or germs in general. She hates people touching her but is putting up with it in order to grow up and try and get past her disorder.
Flaws~
- OCD.
- Afraid of her emotions: As a lady this isn't appropriate, one should conceal emotions to strangers as to not show weakness. Instead of hiding or cowering in fear from them.
- Addiction to Smoking menthol cigarettes.
- Posttraumatic Stress Disorder: Because of her past.
b o d y . . .
caught in your sights . . .
Age~ 27.
Celebrity Claim~ Stacy Ferguson (Fergie).
Sexual Preference~ Heterosexual.
Ethnicity~ Hispanic, French,
Hair~ Dirty Blonde.
Eyes~ Blue.
/// APPEARANCE
Cassandra has to stay in fashion. It’s part of the title, nobody will take to her if she looks like a slob…that and she just couldn’t do that. She is usually well dressed, to dressed seductively but still tasteful. Cassandra isn’t able to always dress in the most expensive but when she is able she does. A first impression with her is one of class but something hidden underneath it, but you’re just not certain what that something is.
s p i r i t . . .
this is where i come from . . .
Faction~ Mayhem.
Birthplace~ Las Vegas, NV.
Mother~ Marissa Ava Miller
Father~ Antoine Louis Marshall
Siblings~ None.
Spouse~ N/a.
Children~ N/a.
Other Family~ N/a.
/// HISTORY
Cassandra’s life is one that she relates only with Shakespear’s tragedies. Her parents Antoine and Marissa Marshall were good to her. Antoine was a Scientist working with some Company. Marissa was a famous lounge singer in New York. They gave their daughter everything that she wanted. After all Cassandra was their little girl, their perfect angel, who could do no wrong. She grew up for many years in this perfect family. It wasn’t shattered until her 12th birthday, a psycho path on the run from the law decided to make the Marshall home his hide out. Cassandra couldn’t stop crying in terror as her parents tried to calm her down. The man got irate quickly with her, if she couldn’t just sit there and smile he would do horrible things, Cassandra kept crying. He broke everything in the house: tv, crystal, priceless paintings, even presents for Cassandra’s birthday. Yet still the twelve year old girl kept crying her parents did everything they could…nothing seemed to work. The man turned on her parents shooting her father in the forehead. Cassandra screamed in horror, but was instructed by the man if she let out another sound her mother would be next. A tear fell from her face and her mother fell to the floor in a pool of blood. All the man could do was smirk and say “I told you terrible things were going to happen.”.
Cassandra was left in the house with her parent‘s bodies. The man was confident the girl would never speak about what she had seen it was all to traumatizing and he was right. Long after the incident Cassie didn’t speak, she didn’t do much of anything she felt the need to keep everything to herself. She was moved from foster family to foster family. Nobody wanted her, she was no ones little angel. She wouldn’t speak, show emotion, care, it was hassle just to get her to eat. Her foster family on her thirteenth birthday gave her a frozen dinner for her birthday and left her in her room. These simple minded people just couldn’t understand why Cassandra was the way she was. Even though they were told over and over again by Child Protective Services. The one thing Cassandra would do only when alone would be humming a song that her mother used to sing.
This is when she discovered her ability. All she wanted was her foster parents to shut up. There was no noise in the house, except the haunting tone coming from Cassandra. She used her foster family to test the limits of her powers, including killing one of them and torturing others in several different ways. Cassandra spent years perfecting her ability on these people…well what was left of them. She justified what she was doing; this family never loved her, never cared. She was protecting herself finally, so what happened before wouldn’t happen again. Eventually she killed the remaining members of the evil foster family and left. Later in life and with far better control over her ability she was able to gain information about her family, including their wealth. She was now going to do whatever she wanted. The first thing on the list, was find the killer that ruined her life.
/// ANYTHING ELSE?
Friends call her Cassie, also has been known to go by Serenity.
c r e d e n t i a l s . . .
what do you bring to the party ?
/// PLAYER INFORMATION
Name or Alias~ Larry.
CBox Name~ BriannaStewart.
Contact Info~ PM fo sho.
Age~ 20.
Years of RP Experience~ Seven years.
How Did You Find Us? Teh Moon.
/// SAMPLE RP
The wind blew cold and there was a scent of fresh rain. A man walked through a tunnel towards a park located just at the end. He was carrying a bag with some sort of jewel in it he wasn’t quite sure. His foot steps echoed in the enclosed space and you could hear the sloshing of water being displaced as he stepped into a puddle. The man was wearing jeans and a black hoodie which covered his face. He was doing everything to escape the situation he was in but it was just to much. That song, it was what was stopping him. A haunting melody filled his ears and a voice in his head that of a young woman. It just wouldn’t leave…and he felt compelled to do everything the voice was telling him. He would almost be done he just had to reach the end of the tunnel.
Finally exiting the tunnel he came into the park which was deserted except for a woman with dirty blonde hair standing with her back to him. The melody seemed to get louder as the man approached the woman. Cassandra had a smile on her face as she took another breathe and continued her song. She extended her hand out to the side of her as if she was expecting something. That something was delivered as the man placed the bag in her hands. Finally letting the song fade the woman spoke. “Thanks baby, I appreciate working with you.” Cassandra said laughing before starting to sing again. Stay here. she thought. The man stayed in place as stiff as a board.
Cassandra walked forward out of the park and into the streets of New York. It was nice when she didn’t have to do all the work. Everything was going according to plan. She was far enough away now that she could make a break for it the man wouldn’t be able to catch up. After all it would take a few seconds for him to fully recuperate. By that time Cassie was already gone.
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