Fishy's characters

"Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts, if this is love I don't want to be loved. You fill the room with a filthy tongue, watch me choke it down so I can throw it up." -- Setting Yourself Up For Sarcasm by Get Scared.

Name:
Kassarah Ydool

Age:
17

Gender:
Kassarah is obviously male. Pfftch.
Just kidding Kassarah's a girl

Description (eyes, hair, height, body type, skin color):
Kassarah has bleached white hair that goes about three inches past her shoulders, which she keeps in a scene style. She almost always has a light beanie on. Her eyes are an odd grey-blue color, and they light up when she smiles, laughs, or is happy, which is quite often, even though she tries to prevent it from happening. When she doesn't really have much of an expression, she tends to look sad. She's about average weight, not skinny but not fat, somewhere in the middle, although she always thinks that she's fat and is constantly on a diet, although she never seems to get any skinnier. She's also average height, about five feet and six inches tall, much to her dismay, because she'd much rather have an unnatural height. She almost always is wear a ton of bracelets, whether they're Silly Bandz, rubber bands, hair ties, ribbons, yarn, or actually bracelets. Most of the time she wears baggy sweaters or hoodies and skinny jeans with a pair of old converse, with just a little bit of eyeliner and mascara.

God Parent:
Aphrodite

Mortal Parent:
Muriel Ydool

Country of Origin:
The U.S. of A.

Pets:
A dove who's name changes pretty much every week, and is currently named Tyra Banks.

Talents:
Kassarah can make techno music using her laptop, coming up with random names/personalities, doodling (but not official drawings, just doodles), using graffiti, and running.

Weapon**:Kassarah preffers not to fight (one of her mottos is "Make tea, not war."), but she tends to step people with pencils or spray them in the eyes with graffiti. She also has a celestial bronze knife, but she rarely uses it.

Flaws:
Kassarah is clumsy, she stutters when she's excited, she always laughs before the punchline, and she can be very possessive. She's not all that great at making friends, and she can be pretty hostile. When she does make friends, it's always with the people who most people avoid, which gives her a bad title.

Powers(must relate to god parent; optional):
None.

Life Before CHB*:
Kassarah was never one for normality, she was even born weirdly, legs first instead of head first. She hung out with the 'freaks', listened to the 'goth' and 'emo' music, had a dry sense of humor that most of the 'freaks' had, but dressed fairly normally. Her hair was almost always some weird color, like lime green, or electric blue, or neon orange. While all of the other kids at her school were going gaga over their boyfriend or girlfriend, Kassarah went gaga over her very young english teacher who she had an immense crush on, or tried to ruin any romantic moment anyone was having (Kassarah never liked romance). The only jokes she would tell would be anti jokes, where the lack of a punchline is the whole punch line. She never really got along with people that well, except for her best friend, Malekov, AKA Malek,, who everyone called the wanna be vampire, due to his pale skin and his seclusive attitude. He probably would've gotten beat up a lot, if it weren't for the fact that his older brother was the football team's quarterback and would "tear anyone's face off if they messed with his kid brother or his friend." One day, a monster attacked her on her way back to school. She ran away from it until she got home, where he dad (who could see through the mist) saw the monster, told her to pack her bags and get in the car, then drove her to camp, explaining everything to her on the way.

RP Example*:
"Maaaalllleeeeek, why do you have to be such a downer?" Kassarah asked her pale skinned best friend as she balanced on the curb and he walked in the gutter. "Oh, I don't know," Malek replied sarcastically, "maybe because it's pouring down buckets of rain, we get splashed by pretty much every car that drives by, and my favorite pair of jeans are ruined. Yeah, maybe that's it." Kassarah sighed and poked Malek. "Wanna hear an anti joke?" Malek groaned in frustration. "What is it with you and those stupid jokes?" "Just shut up and answer the question." "I can't answer the question if I have to she-" "JUST ANSWER THE FIGGING QUESTION!" Kassarah screeched. "Oh. Um. Yeah. Sure." Kassarah giggled and said, "What's the difference between a Jew and firewood?" "Something tells me there's going to be a Nazzi joke." Kassarah glared at her friend, who then rolled his eyes in return and said, "What?" Kassarah giggled again before saying, "Firewood is meant to be burned on a stove or a fire pit, but a Jew is a functioning member of society!" Kassarah started laughing insanely, which caused her to trip. "Owwwwwww!" Malek sighed and said, "C'mon, Kass. Get up," as he helped pull her to her feet. "Thanks," a now slightly scraped up Kassarah said. "How about we go get some coffee?" Malek asked his friend. "You know me to well," Kassarah said as they walk to Starbucks.

Any notes about your characters:
Instead of swearing, she says random fruit names.