CASSIDY, violet "switch" siobhan

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It's a very, very mad world mad world

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.:VIOLET SIOBHAN CASSIDYl:.



.::CAN'T CHECK MYSELF AT ALL
BREAK MY FIST ON THE FUCKING WALL
BECAUSE RAW INSTINCT IS ALL I KNOW
AND IT SUITS ME JUST FINE::.[/center]

Full Name: Violet Siobhan Cassidy
(vy-oh-leht shev-awn cahss-id-ee)
Nicknames: Switch
Gender: Female
Age: Seventeen
Sexuality: Heterosexual, Kinsey 2
Mental Disorder: "Diagnosed" with Psychopathy, factor 1, with dangerous overloaming factors of Factor 2, PCL total of 21. Requesting future scans for ASPD (Antisocial Personality Disorder) after eighteenth birthday.

All around me are familiar faces

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Worn out places, worn out faces[/center]

Hair Type: Dark brown, runs a few inches past her shoulders. Has a few strands dyed red, though these will undoubtedly fade after a prolonged stay. Straight, long, and well-kept, though sometimes a little... ruffled.
Eye Color: Dark brown, borderline black.
Height: Five foot nine
Weight: One hundred and thirty-five pounds, on average.
Special Features: "Her pretties"
General Description:
What to say about THE Cassidy Siobhan Steel Switch... First of all, she's a pale Caucasian. Never a fan of the sun, she's one of those unlucky souls that just burn and burn some more until her skin's bright red and resembles raw fish. She's tall for a girl, you could say, standing alone at five foot nine (and a half) inches.

Though tall, she is by no means lanky. Unlike usual females, she is one of the rare cases where her torso is longer rather than her legs, giving her the proportioning of that of a male. It doesn't bother her; she's decided her legs, though not as long as other girls', are the best part of her body, aside from her, er, chest. C-cups, and she was happy to get away those "little things" considering the gene pool back home.

She inherited medium brown hair from her mother, as well as dark brown eyes. (Dominant genes galore in that family.) Her hair is naturally straight, though she feels the need to straighten it anyway. It falls a few inches past her shoulders and nothing extravagant is done with it, save for the few strands of dyed red. As for makeup, she used to use it sparingly. Eyeliner and mascara were the only things used unless it happened to be a special occasion-- a for-serious date, for example. Other than that, Switch keeps to the code of simplicity. A victim of the modeling industry, she believes she is unattractive and makeup won't change it, so why bother?

And I find it kinda funny, I find

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it kinda sad. The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had[/center]

Likes:

• Being the center of attention
  
• Complete control
  
• Pulling pranks. Spiking drinks is a favorite.
  
• Outwitting people.
  
• Nighttime, particularly after midnight hours
  
• Frappuccinos
  
• Poetry
  
• Arts and crafts time
  
• Seeing what she can get away with
  
• Being on the good side of the guards "that matter"
  
• Orchestral metal

Dislikes:

• Tramps, ironically
  
• Males, even if they are fun to play with
  
• Hypocrisy
  
• People who can play her game just as well
  
• Reading. Period.
  
• Romance movies/books. They are "distasteful."
  
• Her cases of insomnia
  
• Daytime
  
• Birds chirping drives her nuts
  
• The last bit of drink in the bottom of the cup. She won't drink it.

Fears:

• Being alone AKA solitary confinement
  
• Small, enclosed spaces
  
• Blood. She'll vomit at the sight, and has known to pass out.

General Personality:

• AGGRESSIVE -- The girl is rather aggressive. And she can be quite the bitch. She's quick to insult new people and she doesn't mind causing a scene and yelling in the middle of a room. A common trigger for her wrath is a creasing of the eyebrows while she talks, but looking her over has also been known to turn the crank as well.
  
  
• DISTANT -- Switch likes to come off as this completely open person, always ready for confrontation and conversation. Sitting on people, licking them as she sees fit, touching, purring, moaning... as long as she is in control of the situation. As soon as the tide turns, she becomes defensive. The rules go as follows: she touches you, not the other way around; once she backs off, you'd better do the same. And if "you" (whoever that may be) doesn't follow through, they get the boot...or the nearest sharp object. In short, don't get too close or she'll freak out.
  
  
• FLIRTY -- Switch can be quite the flirty little skank. And she's not against using her body as a way to get into people's minds. She's all about control, and the insult "whore" doesn't particularly bother her anymore.
  
  
• IMPULSIVE -- A trademark of psychopaths, Switchy does things as it comes to her mind. Her mind's first reaction to a situation is usually what she does... unless it's something particularly fun, in which case she won't speak a word of it until her plans are laid out.
  
  
• INTELLIGENT -- Though an idiot at times, Switch is not a dumbass and is quite proud of her supposed "street smarts." She is in no way naive and tends to grab hold of situations rather quickly.
  
  
• OUTGOING -- Switch is one heck of an outgoing chica. She has no issues whatsoever with talking to people she doesn't know, mainly because they're just another thing to play with. She and can carry on with almost-strangers the same way she does with her favorite acquaintances. "Friendly and hardly judgmental," she can be found in various groups and cliques. She can be found bouncing from group to group, clique to clique, invited or not.
  
  
• PLAYFUL -- Switch is a rather happy girl, if moody more often than not. She has a wide range of humor, though nowadays it ranges from the sarcastic to unexpected area.
  
  
• UNCENSORED -- Though outgoing, Switch has a problem with letting her mouth get the best of her. Whether it be giving out others' secrets on accident or being "too open," she tends to be shunned by others for her lack of restraint. She is also viewed to have quite the filthy mouth, spitting curses as she wishes with little to no second thought as to what she's saying to whoever it is she is talking to.
  
  
• UNSYMPATHETIC -- In short, Switch doesn't give half a shit about you.

Went to school and I was very

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nervous. No one knew me, no one knew me[/center]

Mother: Barbie Jean Steel, 41, Apathetic Bitch Cashier
Father: Adam Haywood Steel, 35 deceased, Abandoning Asshole Mechanic Worm food
Siblings: Angel Marie Meyers, 15, Looking like a sleeze adorable
Kaleb Sean Meyers, 9, Being adorable
History:
Violet Siobhan Cassidy was born in Burbank, Ohio, to a rather, uh.. unstable home. Granted, the first few years of her life were the greatest, when her mother and father actually got along and all, but sadly the girl doesn't remember this; they divorced when she was two. Not that it's important. It's been ruled that the traumatic event has nothing to do with her current psychosis.. but it's an interesting fact of her past life.

Past life. Heh.

So she was born in Burbank, a small city in the middle of Ohio. With a population of a modest almost three hundred, the girl grew up with few secrets to call her own. It was the kind of town where everyone knew everyone else's and their sister's business. Of course, in her younger years, there was little for the girl to cover up. She didn't have any problems, as far as the townspeople or her poor excuse for a mother could tell. True, on more than one occasion, the house cat went missing and a similar one was found in the ditch, on the side of the road.. but that was all coincidence. Then known as Violet, Switch never would have done such a thing as to hurt an animal.

Then she grew up, "grew up" being a relative phrase. Rather, she got a little taller, filled out, and filled out nicely. She was well-known in the local high school amongst the male crowd, for four reasons. One, she wasn't too shy to show more than a little skin. Her mother was contacted on occasion for "distracting attire," one event in particular involved her arriving to school in lingerie and a tutu. (The principal definitely kept pictures of that one.) Secondly, the bitch could party. She was wild and untamed, guzzling whatever drinks were offered, an endless pit of that "fuck me up" desire. To add to this, the girl was unpredictable, borderline socially unacceptable. But, hey, in high school, obnoxious is what makes you cool, right? She wasn't just obnoxious, she was rude, violent, and irritable. The room got quiet, and she'd always manage to think up a comment about that nerd in the corner or the chick who'd gotten an abortion the previous weekend. It was mean, it was always random, and it earned her more than a few enemies, but it made the class laugh, so who the fuck cared? Switch didn't. And then, finally, the last factor: she was easy, to the point of degrading herself. You needed a fuck, you called Violet. That was how it went for her freshman year of high school. She was the ninth grade skank, and, for some odd reason, everyone loved it. Good source of gossip, never an uninteresting topic, and everyone got laid.

Strangely, one day, or week, or month -- it could have been a gradually involving rage -- time forgot the exact time register, the girl snapped. It was at a backwoods party, behind Paulie Simmons's log cabin. Plenty of booze, enough weed to make even the most adoring of potheads turn their head in distaste, it would have been known as THE party of the year, hell, the century in that crappy little town.. but something else happened, something more provocative and scarring than a crop of hallucinogenics.

Paulie Simmons, the party host, ended up with a slashed throat and badly marred fingers. And the person who did it? Violet. Why? He cupped her ass, despite having been receptive to his advances. She'd gotten hold of a switchblade somewhere along the road, hence her nickname, and decided to add a little bit too much kink to the situation. Paulie ended up losing one of his fingers, the lacerations turning gangrene, and Switchy was faced with immediate prosecution. Townspeople were interviewed, kids at the party, asking about why she would have done such a thing with such little reason. The most common response: "Well she's always been on the off side." This sparked interest in her mental status and the girl was placed under psychoanalysis.

Lack of remorse for what she'd done (actually, she felt strangely justified), general contempt to others, lack of empathy, impulsiveness, and self-destructive behavior... it landed her with a psychopathic stamp on her file with a sidenote: dangerously leaning towards Antisocial Personality Disorder. Of course Switch says it's all a load of bull, but she'd be the last person you'd listen to. I hope.

I find it hard to tell you I find

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it hard to take, when people run in circles[/center]

Your Name/Alias: KT
Age: 17
Who is First? REMOVED BY BITCH
Time Zone: Eastern. +1 hour board time
Anything Else? lolwut Let's see how this goes x3

Hide my head I want to drown my

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sorrow, no tomorrow, no tomorrow

Credit: Template to Alcie. Song "Mad World' by Gary Jules. Take this template and she'll sick one of her muses on you.[/center]


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