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Cassie Martins

We can't all cope with life in the Barbie dream house.

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a character in “Killer on Campus”, as played by Lottie

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« “I think the reward for conformity is that everyone likes you except yourself.”
― Rita Mae Brown
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|Name|
⌊Cassie Lucinda Martins⌉

|Alias(s)|
⌊Cass or Cassie⌉

|Gender|
⌊Female⌉

|Age|
⌊20⌉

|Year|
⌊Sophmore⌉

|Sexuality|
⌊Bi-Sexual⌉

|Nationality|
⌊American⌉



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|Secrets|
- Her highschool boyfriend died in a car crash, caused by her being careless when driving.
- Cheated on last years finals.
- Smokes
- Was in a soroity last year with Candie but withdrew for unknown reasons.
- Tried to commit suicide on campus last year. (Only reason this is so low down is because it wouldn't really be much of a secret as gossip travels)

|Personality|
Cassie fitted into sisterhood and greek life rather well last year until she started to become cynical and started to slack. She'd always get a little too drunk at a party or hit on someone a little too much not taking care of her social image after a while, seemingly cracking under some form of pressure. This year she has come back with an attitude that tells everyone she's a changed woman who has finished caring about what people think or say. She's even more cynical and closed off but has a feel about her that she doesn't want time wasters to bother her. She's left her Greek house and become quite cold towards those who immerse themselves into the practise. Alot more closed off then she was during Freshman year she has tried to cut any strings that may of still been attached with people but in some places can't help but feel nostalgic.

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|History|
Cassie grew up in a respectable home, her parents both being Doctors and her older sister being a lawyer, she was always rather well off. However, during her highschool years she began to get absorbed into the social aspects such as Keg parties and camping in the woods. One party she got behind the wheel of her boyfriends car drunk and crashed into a tree, killing Lucas her boyfriend and leaving her injured. In a moment of shock and panic she ran off and it was never realised that she was the driver that night because her family had believed she had been in a mugging. The guilt has never gone away but she has learnt to move on and grow.
Her first year on campus she was a part of Delta Delta Delta and was a rather successful pledge. However, as the year ended she got preoccupied and began to show warning signs of depression ultimately leading her to cheat on the finals and to attempt to commit suicide in the bathtub of one of the Halls of Residence. She also left Delta Delta Delta out of the blue at the end of the year, saying she would not be returning as a sister.

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|Other|
Nothing as of yet this year.

So begins...

Cassie Martins's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tobias Young Character Portrait: Candie Jones Character Portrait: Francesca Marie De Luca Character Portrait: Lucius Blake Character Portrait: Jordan Carpenter Character Portrait: Cassie Martins Character Portrait: Jeffery Riley Character Portrait: Jasmine Lena Riley Character Portrait: Kourtney Woodsen Character Portrait: Christian Willow Character Portrait: Daphne Riley
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High: 96 Degrees Fahrenheit || Low: 71 Degrees Fahrenheit || 10% Chance of Rain || Wind 7 mph


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Dialogue Color: Magenta || Thought Color: Cyan || Nickname: Spirit || Sophomore || Delta President || Dorm Mate: Cassie


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"Ah, the first day back," Candie stated as she climbed out of the limousine that her father sent her back to school in. This was always a tradition her father did for her on the first day of school ever since her freshman year of high school. Of course knowing the kind of girl Candie was, she ate the entire situation up.

The brunette climbed out of the limo with her bags at her side. Do you want me to bring these to your room Ms. Jones? her driver questioned and to that question she gave a slight nod of her head. "Just set them on the side closest to the window," she stated before letting out a soft sigh. It was time to go searching the campus for her sorority sisters and possibly in the process run into Tobias Young, her English professor. Going the entire Summer without being able to see him was horrible. All the things she wanted to say and do to him just ate at her. The brunette bit at her bottom lip as she slid her hands into the back pockets of her jean shorts as she walked through the Cathedral University campus.

Many of the students she noticed were freshman or transfers, which she honestly didn't seem to understand. After the murder of Miranda, the previous Delta president, she didn't think parents would want their kids enrolling at this school. But apparently she thought wrong.

Every day that goes by without Miranda kills her. Out of everyone in the world Miranda was the most important person to her in her life. But just like everything else that seems to happen to her, she was taken away from Candie. Though Candie couldn't help but to feel guilty about Miranda's murder. If anyone were to find out that she witnessed her death, many questions would be asked and her reputation would quickly plummet to the ground. This was definitely not something she wanted to happen. People at this school looked up to her. Well, it's true for the students who don't truly know her. Anyone who got a chance at getting to know Candie, found her to be a spoiled rotten bitch.

Candie turned a corner of the main building before letting out a sigh and giving up on the search. She sat down on the edge of the fountain in the center of campus and pulled her phone out, sending out a text to Professor Young.

To: Tobias:
Wasn't sure if you knew or not but I'm on campus now. I really want to see you. Let me know where you meet you when you're not busy.
XOXO


Candie sent the text message and slid her phone back into her pocket as she let out a sigh and pulled her journal out of her purse and began writing as she sat there on the edge of the fountain, waiting on any one of her friends or Tobias to show up or text her.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Francesca Marie De Luca Character Portrait: Cassie Martins Character Portrait: Jeffery Riley Character Portrait: Jasmine Lena Riley Character Portrait: Kourtney Woodsen Character Portrait: Daphne Riley
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How do you get three siblings to school? Three cars and a moving truck. The Riley siblings had moved in near the beginning of the week. Now they- and by they that meant Jeffery and his fraternity brothers- were helping other sorority sisters and fraternity brothers move their stuff in. Over at the Omega Phi Alpha house, there was a cookout already underway. It was totally more fun than the one that the lame Delta Delta Delta's and Nu Sigma Beta's were throwing. They might bbe all friendly with each other, but there was definitely some bad blood between the groups. The Omega's and Theta's were more known for their parties.

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Dialogue Color: #6a0d1b
Thought Color: #ffc6d0
Mood: Protective

'I should get paid for dealing with some of these bitches.' Jasmine though, running a hand through her red hair. She changed the color of her hair just about as often as her hair sister now. If it wasn't for baby pictures they probably not know what their true hair color was. She smiled at one of the freshman she had just told where his dorm was. It was kinda sad that the pimple faced boy thought he had a chance with a junior- let alone an Omega.

Just in time one of her Theta's came to her rescue and helped the scrawny boy. "Thank god," she muttered quietly, turning back to her sorority sister's who were already there. Frowning, she noticed her sister had slipped away when she was gone. Hopefully, she wasn't going to try and find that Nu Sigma Beta boy that she was in love with- though Daphne would never admit something like that.

Jas didn't need her to admit it for her to know. Daphne was her sister, her best friend, and she had read her tarot. Unfortunately for her sister, she knew Kourtney all too well. He was just another asshole guy who used her for her body and sex. It had only happened one time, but she knew her sister wasn't that girl. Toying with the bloodstone tree of life necklace her sister made her, she looked around and noticed a platinum blonde girl. She didn't remember that hair color and she was no freshmeat- freshman.

"Hey!" She called, hurrying up till she was walking next to the girl. She caught the girl's face. Even with her clothes in tatters like she had just been in a fight and dark lips with her eyes encircled like raccoon eyes, she knew her. "Oh wow! Cassie? Damn you look hot! How are you?" She asked her.

Sure, she hadn't been close to her and she heard about what happened last semester, but that didn't mean she'd treat her any differently. If she wanted, she'd even try to get them in her sorority if she wanted. She couldn't believe the look of this once preppy girl. "I have got to say, this makeover looks amazing on you!" She complimented her, which meant something because it took a lot to make Jas compliment anyone.

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Dialogue Color: #4d3382
Thought Color: #800080
Mood: Nervous

Unfortunately for Jasmine, Daphne was right where her sister thought she'd be. The girl with dirty blonde hair, shifted uncomfortable on the edge of the crowd of Delta Delta Delta's and Nu Sigma Beta's. Usually she wouldn't be caught dead over here unless she was invited or had someone with her. She rocked back on her spiked heels as her blue eyes searched the crowd. Her hand went to the bloodstone bracelet she wore on her wrist and gave it a spin nervously.

'Five minutes... and I'm gone.' She told herself, trying to slow her racing heart. She was getting lots of sidelong glances. 'Yes, yes, yes. I know I'm not supposed to be here. I'll be gone soon.' She thought but didn't say. She just needed to find him.

This year was going to be rough if Daphne's dreams were an indication of anything. One thing knew over everything was her gemstones. Though slightly uncommon, bloodstone's were used for protection. She had made something for her siblings and herself. But there was one other person she made one for.

'Kourtney...' She relaxed upon seeing the blond. A bright smile graced her face as she nearly skipped up too him.

'K-Kourt!" Daphne stuttered and the mentally cursed herself for her inability to speak to him without stuttering. "H-Hi! H-How was your su-summer?" She heard a few girls giggle at her. Her cheeks reddened. She tried not to start crying from embarrassment. She tossed her hair as if she didn't care. She had learned this from Jasmine.

She smiled at him apologetically. "S-Sorry." She held out her hand, opening it to show a bracelet. "I made a few of these this summer and t-this one reminded me of y-you." She swallowed. She hoped she didn't have to convince him to wear it. She'd end up sounding like a lunatic if she tried to beg him to wear it for his protection.

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Dialogue Color: #ff7200
Thought Color: #fcb314
Mood: Faking it

Jeffery's laugh boomed at the party. "That is so not what happened!" He said to someone who was telling a story about him from his freshman year at the frat. "You shouldn't tell lies about me. I know more stories about you from all of your drunken days." He said as he moved away. He kept the smile plastered on his face even though he didn't really feel happy.

'I know you'd want me to be happy, Miranda, but this is the closest I can get.' He mentally told his dead girlfriend- and almost fiance. He often had talks with her and sometimes he even heard her respond. Or at least, it was what he imagined how she'd respond to him. He patted a few shoulders and greeted a few other friends. He glanced over the street. The Delta's and Nu's on one side and the Omega's and Theta's on the other. He smirked. Always a competition. At least, he could count on that.

'You could be friends with them if you tried.' He heard Miranda's voice chastise him. 'Doesn't that defeat the purpose of the rivalry then?' He replied back silently, absently turning his new bloodstone ring his sister made for him. If anyone knew he had conversations with Miranda and heard her, they'd think he was crazy. Maybe he was. Who could tell anymore?

He noticed a raven haired girl walking down the sidewalk on their side. He couldn't help but smile. 'Little Fran. How she's grown up.' He'd have to look after her now that she was here.

"Hey cutie!" Jeffery cat called at her, knowing he'd probably scare the living daylights out of her. He made his way across the yard to meet her. "Hey, short stuff, how you doing?" He asked, opening his arms wide to offer her a hug.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tobias Young Character Portrait: Candie Jones Character Portrait: Francesca Marie De Luca Character Portrait: Lucius Blake Character Portrait: Jordan Carpenter Character Portrait: Cassie Martins Character Portrait: Jeffery Riley Character Portrait: Jasmine Lena Riley Character Portrait: Kourtney Woodsen Character Portrait: Daphne Riley
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Dialogue Color: #6a0d1b
Thought Color: #ffc6d0
Mood: Protective

Jas was a little relieved that Cassie decided to actually talk to her. Cassie had a lot of reason to hate Greeks. What hurts worse than being betrayed by your own family. 'If we had been closer last year, I definitely would have let Candie have a piece of my mind... Can't believe she's such a bitch.' She smiled at the blonde and shook her head.

"No need to thank me. I'm just speaking the truth." She promised her, blushing a little as she complimented her. "Thanks, it's actually the closest color they had in bottle form to my natural color... I haven't been this color in years actually." She admitted, embarassed.

She nodded slowly, listening to Cassie. "You know, I didn't care about what happened... except for all of those rumors. I'm glad your okay. You can come to me for anything, I'd like us to be friends. You seem pretty cool."

Jasmine couldn't help but sigh when she mentioned the murders. If only Cassie knew the tarot cards she kept pulling when when trying to find out information about the murder. "I don't think it's done." She told her but just like that Cassie had mentioned the parties. Her cheeks burned.

'And now I'm a looney tune.' She inwardly groaned.

"Yeah... that too. I have a dress you can wear if you want. It would look great on you." She told her with a smile. "Oh, and you don't have to crash ours, you're welcome to come. I don't know if you're going back to the Deltas but you can pledge with us if you want. We're nothing like them." She offered.

Jasmine smiled and nodded. "I've had to shed my skin a few times, I totally understand." She shrugged. "I get it. I spent a whole class with her my sophomore year. It was... interesting." She smiled at Cassie trying to not be so harsh about her roommate.

"Well, we spent some time with our parents and then we vacationed in Italy. We've been doing that since I was little, maybe even before I was born." She told her, running a hand through her curls. She pursed her lips, wondering if she should be honest or just pretend everything was okay. Then again Cassie had been honest with her. The least she could do was be honest with Cassie.

She looked at the cigarette on the ground. She almost wished she smoked sometimes, especially when she was stressed. "He's not exactly handling it well, you know. It's hard for him. They were pretty serious." She told her. She half smiled. "Pretty strange for a half sibling and two full siblings to be best friends, huh?"

Jasmine's phone chimed. She pulled it out, glancing at the screen. It read 'Text message scheduled to send. Click send to continue to send.' She smiled, clicking send and turning back to Cassie as she slid the phone back into her pocket.
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Dialogue Color: #4d3382
Thought Color: #800080
Mood: Nervous

Daphne relaxed but couldn't help but blush when he gave her a small hug. She was glad she was away from the other girls looking on. Kourt was a hottie and all the girls wanted him, rightly so too. She didn't need anyone else's help to embarrass herself around him.

"Nothing so major, I just went to Italy with my family like always." She said with a shrug. She was glad that he used that nickname. He was the only person outside of her family that could use it and get away with it.

She did not tell him about her work on an album. What would he even say? Would he tell her it was a great idea or would he tell her that it was a horrible idea. Would he tell her horror stories? She hadn't told anyone. If she told someone, it should be her family, right? She frowned, not sure what to do.

She glanced down at his hand, grinning as he extended his wrist out to her. She slid it onto him, her fingertips brushing his skin as she did it. Her heart sped up, feeling the heat of her skin.

"T-Thanks." She said, blushing more when he complimented the bracelet. This time she managed to hug him back. Was it so wrong that she wanted the hug to last a little longer.

"Hey, want to hang out with me here?"

Daphne was so stunned that she couldn't answer right away. Did he just want to hang out with her as friends or did he mean hang out as more.

"I can understand if you have cheerleading practice or something."

She blushed again, shaking her head. "Oh, no. That hasn't started yet. We had a training and tryouts again this summer but we don't get started for another week. Thank goddess because rush week and practice? Way too much pep for me." She smiled geneuinely. She didn't usually give out many of those.

Daphne started to answer him when Lucius came up. She gave a half smile to him but didn't say anything. He kinda gave her the creeps. She didn't know why... yet. She'd find out one way or another.

She looked back at Kourtney and smiled. "Yeah, I'd love to stay and hang with you. But do you mind if we went over there a little later? I'm the Treasurer after all. I have to make an appearance. Plus we throw the best parties." She smiled at him.

The blonde looked back at Luce. She was surprised he even noticed her. "Hey, Lucius. Good to see you too." She couldn't even remember the last time she saw him.

Sure, he'd remember and even try to seduce Jasmine but Daphne was not the type, Luce usually went after. At least he didn't call her a nickname. That would have really creeped her out.

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Dialogue Color: #ff7200
Thought Color: #fcb314
Mood: Faking it

Jeff grinned, picking Gran up as he hugged her. He let her go and ruffled her hair. "How was the trip? Didn't get lost in Amsterdam did you?" He teased her. He, Fran, and his sisters had once taken the wrong train and ended up lost in the skeevy streets of Amsterdam. It was fun, but he felt like they were sabotaging Fran's innocence.

"I can help with that or you can just leave your stuff with the girl's house and we can take it over there tonight. But then you'll have to worry about drunk frat guys moving your things rather than tipsy frat guys, moving your things." He teased her but then shook his head. "Nah, being the president and all, I like to get here early and scoop out the place. Plus there was a lot to get done. Jas and Daph came early too. So if you need anyone to show you around, we're experts." He told her with a smile. Fran always felt like his little sister. The least he could do was look out for her. He'd probably do a lot more if it meant keeping her safe.

When a pair of arms found his way around his neck from behind, Jeff was surprised until he heard the voice that accompanied it. He smirked. "Hey, Jordan. I see you finally dragged yourself here." He nodded. "As always, even without your help setting it up." He guilt trip her for his sisters who had really done a lot to make sure this year's cookout was amazing.

He looked over his shoulder at her and gave her a half smile. It didn't touch his eyes. "Oh, you're not. I should actually introduce you. This is Fran. She's a friend of the family but a Delta Delta Delta legacy. I believe my sister's were planning on converting her to the Omega ways."

Jeff introduced Fran, giving her an encouraging smile. "Fran, this is Jordan the lazy president of the Omega sorority, the only sorority you need to consider joining." He joked.

Frowning, Jeff looked around. "Looks like Jas is trying to do some recruiting and... damn is that Daphne with Kourtney? When did that happen? The hell..."He muttered, staring at his sister from across the street. He must have been very out of touch with things if he hadn't noticed Daphne had the hots for some Beta. He rubbed his chin.

Sure, there were a lot worse guys than Kourtney but he didn't know him well enough to give the seal of approval for him to date his little sister.

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Christian had completely zoned out. He was watching the clouds, with his right hand hovering in the air, holding an almost forgotten half-smoked cigarette. After he watched a cute bunny turn into a crossbow, he saw this cloud that looked like a boat rocking through rough waves. It had reminded him of the Skye Boat Song, which his mother always used to sing to herself when she was cleaning, it was one of the only things Christian remembered about his mum, that someone hadn’t told. So smiling at seemingly nothing, he mumbled the song to himself.

“Hey!” Snapped out of day dream, Christian took a drag from his cigarette and lazily looked over in the direction he heard the voice. “Hey you with the black hair! You got a light?” He saw a blonde girl who was definitely talking to him. Grinning he got up, swiping at the few leaves that had fallen on him and the grass that had clung to him. For a girl like that he always had a light. Her heavy eyeliner and serious grunge look, she was exactly his type.

“It’s dark brown!” He called back sarcastically, before he wandered over to the blonde and her red-headed friend. As one who didn’t keep up with campus gossip or social activities he didn’t really know either of them. “Here,” He said shrugging as he tossed her his lighter, presuming she had fairly good reflexes. It was a cheap, black, plastic one, but last weekend his brother had scratched a guitar decal into the side, giving it a little edge.

“Who says you gotta find something to do?” Christian asked easily, having walked in on the end of the two girls’ conversation. Shrugging his shoulders, he dropped his cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out. “I reckon, a day spent achieving nothing of importance is a pretty good one,” He grinned. Christian spent a lot of days not achieving a lot. Sure he had a lot of fun and got up to a lot of trouble, but he was not one for productivity. Why waste a good day with boring thoughts and activities?

“I’m Christian by the way,” He said introducing himself before looking directly at the blonde girl that had asked for a light. “You’re new right?” He asked, pretty confident he would have noticed a girl who looked like her around here before. He also hoped the red-head wasn’t talking her into join a sorority, which was pretty likely considering where they were. Christian didn’t think he could like a sorority girl.