Casper James McFadden

[casper]

Character Name: Casper James Mcfadden
Nickname(s): Cas, cassie
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Grade: Junior
Former School: Hillard
Sexuality: Straight
Clique: Classic
Weight: 250
Height: 6 feet
Appearence:

Casper has dark green eyes, that swirl that the waters of the sea. He has dark lashes that fan over his eyes. His pale blonde hair is almost always falling into his face. His skin is clear and pure. He is somewhat angelic in appreance expect for the smirk or charming smile he wears on his lips. When he does truly smile, a small dimple appears in his left cheek.
He has a long, lean and well built body. He dresses it accordingly in dark jeans and button down shirts. He is always well put together. A few key features about him, are, the family ring he wears around his neck on a chain, The scar that cuts across his palm, from a childhood “adventure “ , and a tattoo that goes down his spine. It is a series of lines and curls that represent strength, and also show up the muscles in his back.
There is a glint to his eyes, a hint, of the power he holds, and what he can do. There is also a curve in his smile, that seems almost too good. There is a sort of air in the way he walks and stands. He looks like trouble, and that because he is trouble. He’s a demon with a halo.

Personality:

Casper is a strong willed, he sticks up for what he believes in. Because of his past, he does not trust or love easily, he also does not believe in fate, but rather the power a person holds. He is not controlling, but he will not be controlled. He is a bit of a flit, but faithful once someone has proven themselves worthy of his love.
He has a bit of old fashion views, and therefore will not physically hit any girl, he also has a sense of respect for women, when thou he does flit and play around. Casper prefers to listen rather than to talk, and he will rarely speak about himself of his own past. You will not catch him sharing his emotions willingly, he’d rather run naked through the halls.
Casper’s father has quite a bit of money, and so he is used to the finer things in life, so he enjoys a good party, but there is also another side to him. There is two sides to every coin. On one side, you have the good looking, party boy, on the other you have the boy, who prefers fine music to rap, enjoys sketching and painting, as well as playing with his dog, and reading a good book. This is his private side. It is very unlike he will reveal it, one would more or less have to stumble across it themselves.

Casper is used to getting what he wants. His good looks and his quick mind, have granted his acesses to any whim he might have. Therefore he cannot resist any sort of challange. Wither it be a sports event, a girl,. Despite his love of comptition, he is not easily made jealous, but take warning if you do make him jealous, watch your back. he grew up in the upper class, he can do you a favor and stab you in the back in the same breath.

History:

“ You are like a book, in which friends may only glance the title of “ – Casper has quite the little story about him. His mother died when he was five year old. She has gotten ill shortly after giving birth to him, and there was nothing that could be done to save her. It is because of this that Casper feels as if he himself somehow “ killed” his mother. His father, was never a big part of his life. His father is rarely in his life at all. Casper was originally born and raised till the death of his mother in England, in the country side, because his mum enjoyed it there. As such Casper has a light ascent to his speak, but he is very good at hiding it.
Casper has a history, of going through girls faster than water. His mother death, has left him with a fear, a fear to love anything, least he has it ripped from his arm. He prefers lust or love. If Casper should ever fall in love he would most likely run from it.
Casper has a dog. His dog’s name is Reef. Reef was given to Casper by a friend of his mothers. Reef is a mutt, plain and simply. He is black and furry, with sticky outty fur, and big soft brown eyes. This is Casper’s best friend.
Casper’s Father is the prime example of a wealthy man. His mother on the other hand was far more down to earth.
Casper was moved to Cally, because he wished to escape his “home”. He moved to America when he was 7, after spending a few years at a boarding school elsewhere in Europe. He has lived in Cally and attending school there since that time.

Sample Rp:

“ Casper sighed. He always hated Mondays, they seemed to last forever. That time had been stretched now that the two schools had become one. He was not as “snobby” as some of his friends might be, but he really didn’t see how wearing your pants at your ass made you “cool”. He rolled his eyes, willingly the bell to ring. He had a spare next. Thank God. Not that he believed in such thing.
If there was a God, his Mum would still be here. None of his thoughts showed on his face. His charm never fading for a second, as he winked at one of the girls in his class. She was the shy short, and she was not too bad looking, by far. He kind of enjoyed teasing her a little anyhow. It made class somewhat bearable. The bell finally sounded, and with one last smile to the girl- he had forgotten her name- it seemed to have slipped his mind, but he wasn’t all that worried about it. He was not interested in anything more than flirting with anyone at the moment.
He gathered up his books, and was the first out the door, before any of his classmates had even stood up.

He walked with easy down the hallways, nodding to a few people he knew as he headed for the back doors. He planned to spent this spare, napping in the shade, or something along those lines. Whatever he did, it sure as hell wasn’t going to be school work.

He made it to the grassy feilds. Taking a deep breath, he soaked in the sun.He chose what he consider to be the prefect spot. Just the right amount of shade leveled with the slight feeling of the sun's worth.

It was times like these that he felt close to his mother. Without even thing his fingers grasped her family ring. His grandfather had given it to his mother, and the ring has been pasted on to him. She had worn it around her neck.

He had light memeories of playing with the ring whenever his mother bent to pick him. Her voice soft and proud when she told him one day it would be his.

The hurt and the pain never went away. It never left him. He was able to push it aside, to forget about it for a while.But it was always there.

There was one moment when it wasn't. The second when he frist woke, in which the saddness wasn't there. The ache was gone. But than it all came flooding back, the waters pulling him under. Filling his lung and his soul.

A voice shattered his thought. " Hey Cas, come here " he looked up to see a friend of his waving to him. he recenlty got up. His face was the perfect mask. His feelings hidden behind an easy smile.

No one would know the thoughts that had been running through his head. Or how he felt when he looked at his reflection in the mirror. They didn't know the dagger that hide in his smile, the lies that laid in his eyes.And they never would.

Celeb:

Chris Austurd

Out Of Character:

Jessie, 16, 3-ish years of this stuff. My email is " [e-mail]" you can reach me there. and some other sites: Ning:Un-fitted and a whole bunch of other Ning sites, as well as myspace, facebook and Forever is over.

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[( tahlia )]

Hey love, first off, your PB is GORGEOUS <3.I'm going to need you to add atleast another paragraph to his personality. The minimum for each section is three paragraphs. I really like his appearance decription though and the general idea of his personality is looking good. Please remember that our minimum is three paragraph posts on a BAD day, so you may need to swap your posting sample. Remember it's your chance to show off.

[( shannon )]

That's good. Accepted! I think Tahlia said everything else needed to be said. It just needed more length, which you obviously did and now we know your length ability. So keep it up! And welcome! (: