Cassius Krause. Yeah I was named after the dude who convinced Brutus to stab Caesar in the back. That was the only play by Shakespeare I understood. And yes, my last name is German.
Age
16
Gender
I have a dick.
Species
Human. Homo sapien witch. I mean, I can still reproduce with non-magical human beings and the definition of species is being able to successfully procreate with one another.
Skills
- I can make a wicked flower crown.
- The magic thing is in my genes, but I don't have a handle on the whole taming my magic.
- Potion-making.
- Rune making, it involved a lot of drawing and carving, which is my specialty.
- Arting. I can art. It's a thing.
- I'm great at stumbling onto dead things.
Keep whatever you have in your pants in your pants.
Goals
Graduate high school. Figure out what I'm going to do for the rest of my life or at least what I'll major in college.
Familiar
My lovely Finland. I remember saving the beta fish from the neglectful clutches of my former AP Biology teacher. Only good thing that came out of that class. Biology is not my thing. School isn't really my thing. Anyways, I had no clue she/he could turn into a human until one morning before the sun decided to get off it's lazy ass; I go mill around in the kitchen-family room area and I see a confused and extremely naked person sitting on the counter next to the fishbowl. I screamed bloody murder. My gorgeous, malnourished, blue-purpley-green fish was gone. Replaced with a person, who turned out to be Finland, of course. She/he, neither of us actually know what his/her gender is, has rad white short hair and lovely eyes like his scales. After she was clothed by my lovely, collected mother covering up ragged scars rippled over her arms and legs, it was all uphill.
Personality
Personalityā¦personalityā¦Iād say my personality is a big balled-up mess of traits that flip on depending on my mood. Not that I have a massive array of moods, mainly boredom, amusement, irritation, or contentment. But my default settings include being a lazy, relaxed dork.
I am the meanest person youāll ever encounter in your life; Iāll definitely rip apart your self-esteem with sarcasm and bluntly honest insults; I would uncaringly leave you as a sobbing mess. You canāt trust me with secrets or emotions or to do āniceā things for you. Well, I would be the meanest person you'd ever encounter if it didn't take so much effort or a lack of empathy towards people. I've cried over too many fictional characters to bully others but let's keep that a secret between you and me or else I'll set your house on fire.
Man do I feel narcissistic writing about my own personality. Iām not even a reliable source of information about myself because Iām going to definitely omit really shitty aspects about myself like, well, Iām not going to provide examples. Iād rather talk about other peopleās personalities. Now other people. They have weird personalities. Like thereās this girl in my history class and sheās constantly giggling and silently communicating with another person across the room. Whenever sheās called on to answer crap, she laughs nervously more than she answers. Whatever I donāt even like talking about myself, so tell me more about you.
History
Born and raised in Bluffington, life has been normal aside from the spells and witchcraft from my lovely motherās side and trips to Shanghai, China to visit my momās family and friends. Well, my dadās family is a tangled up mess of divorces and remarrying so family gatherings are also a delight, most of the people from my dadās side arenāt related to me by blood, which is perfectly fine and dandy, but my step-cousin has a romantic interest in me and it disturbs me. I grew up with her. Sheās more like blood than the rest of the lot. I thank whatever deity above she lives in Kentucky. I donāt like thinking about the last family reunion though. Ugh, I didnāt think it was a date; I was just a preteen! I really didnāt, but then she paid for my food and I realized it was just the two of us. I like to think I donāt attract people in general, but Iāve attracted a few people and have ended up on some really awkward dates that I cringe remembering.
Miscellaneous
I only own one pair of shoes: maroon oxfords, and I once set the local lake on fire.