Kasey Rene Shaw

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The Roleplayer

Name/Alias:Alize Marie Beth
Age: Fifteen
Location:USA/New Jersey
How did you hear about this site:My twin sister
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The Character

Name: Kasey Rene Shaw
Nicknames (if any): Anything
Age & Year: Fifteen, Fifth Year
Blood: Pure
Wand: Chesire Oak

Personality:Your first impression on me would most likely be, "That girl is trouble." and to tell the truth, you'd be absolutely correct. I'm not the type of girl that you want to get yourself mixed up with and I'm sure as hell not the kind of girl that you would want to fall in love with or commit yourself to, because oney, I will rip your heart to shreads, and I don't mean to, it just happens. But then again i don't really do anything to stop it so yeah. Again, just don't fell in love with me, or get too clingy. People often say that i'm too cold hearted, but then in this merlin hole we call home when can anyone ever be TOO cold hearted? Are you kidding me? I have to fight to survive and I have to lie about who i am and you're calling me coldhearted? What about the merlin head that's supposed to be running this country? What do you call him? Mr. Nice guy? I think not. Oh, yes, and did I forget to mention I have an identical twin sister named Morgan? Shs attending Hogwarts, too. Oh, joy.

So, I act un-girly like. So what? I wouldn't be the first girl to do this. In plus, I once heard from someone that well-behaved girl never make it in the history books now do they? I didn't think so.Sure, I can be cold hearted and sure I can be a bitch but that's how life goes. I'm different and I love being just that. Different and unique. I'm not like those preppy stuck up rich girl who think that they are better than everyone. I hate when boys think that they are better at things than girls. Girls can do ust as much as guys can if they wanted to and that's what I prove and believe in. If there were one phrase to describe me and that would be, "On a page covered with stripes of black and white, I'd be that one bright green one that catches your eye." Yup, it's true. I'm absolutely and positively out there and unique in my own little way. But, besides being totally awesome, I'm really a great person but I'm Totally out of Control and a complete trouble maker of all sorts. Who ever said that you couldn't be beautiful and out of control all at the same time? Atleast, that's what they say. They all say that I need to act more like a girl, do more girly things, wear frilly skirts and run about happily all the freaking time. Well, guess what EVERYONE? I'm not that kind if girl and I probably won't ever be one. Why do people think that I need to do these things? Well, probably because I'm always hanging out with guys, I refuse to wear a dress of any type unless I absolutely have to, I hate going to girly little sleepover parties, I don't like the color pink, I refuse to wear anything with frills or sparkles on it, and I'm almost always going around yelling, cursing, and beating up guys. Definitely not girl material.

Appearance:Kasey has long, flowing, straight black hair that usually flows long, but not waist deep. She has light gray eyes that has a thick black lining over it. Her skin is rosy at her cheeks, but pale at her skin. Her body type is like a plan board, and very bony. Not matter how much she eats, Kasey hardly gains any weight.
History:You're a mistake." Those three words. Everyone's heard them, from someone. And it hurts to hear those words when they are said. They seem to shoot right through you, but somehow even when you know that those words stick in the back of your head you can find a way to pass them by. Kind of like when you get shot, at first the pain is unbearable, and then as time passes all you feel is the numbness of the shot wound. This feeling is something that I feel everyday. Who am I you ask? Well, that's simple. I'm Lacey Anne Maines. Just another one of those little merlins that were never meant to walk this earth, but yet we still find our way into it. You think that's deep? Then clearly you don't know me very well and you honestly must not know anything about me or my life. How I lived out on the streets for a good amount of my time here on this place that we live in. How I came to be apart of this world or even just apart of the Maines Family. Everyone has their very own life's story, and here's mine.

It all started on October Twenty First, Ninteen Eighty Nine. The day I was born. My mother had died in giving labor to me. The doctors had said that she had a heart failure and that she couldn't take the pressure and straint on her body and with that her body had failed and she had died, causing me to almost die as well. I was lucky though. The doctors were able to revive me and keep me alive. I had been kept in the hospital three months after my birth and when I was finally released the doctors had found out that my father had killed himself, in the heart ache of losing my mother. He had left a note as to explain why he had done so. And it had explained that he couldn't stand living without his beloved Anne and that he couldn't live with the child that had killed her. He had also stated in the letter that Anne had never wanted to give birth to me and that it was all of my fault that she had died, that if it weren't for me she would still be alive. That I was the mistake, and that what he did wasn't. And so that's how I became the mistake of a lifetime. Since I had never been properly named the Nurses had decided to name me. Kasey Rene Shaw. My middle name had come from my mother. After having to stay in the hospital for another few months, I, still at the age of six months had been put into an orphanage, but it wasn't long until I was adopted into a rich family. Happily ever after...well...Not quite yet.

They say that I was always picked first on open house because I was always such a beautiful child. They said that I had a gorgeous little face and I looked so healthy. But, it wasn't long after, this family had adopted me and I was about five that the family had discovered that I wasn't at all what they wanted in a child. Sure I was beautiful and could trick anyone into thinking I was a little angel, but I was also a loud, rambunctious, annoying and migrain creating little monster. Apparently I was a selfish trouble making child who needed some scolding and this family had not wanted anything to do with me any longer. So back to the orphanage it was for me. And as I grew older this pattern seemed to continue. They took me home, found out how I really was and returned me. And it seemed that the older I got the more troublemaking I became. I would do more and more things that were unessecary, uncalled for, innappropriate, and illegal. Until people just stopped adopting me altogether. After everything I had gone thorugh I had always kept my real name though. Even though I knew that my parents had never wanted me, I still kept the name Injjurii. I watched as the people I knew as I grew up all got adopted and I stayed in that orphanage. But then at the age of just barely sixteen, I ran. I ran far away from the place that it all began. And I never returned. I never looked back. I started a new life. I wanted no one to know of my past and I wanted nothing to do with it. But still I kept that name. Injjurii. It was something that reminded me never to turn back. And it reminded me that no matter how old I get or how far I go, I will always be my parent's little mistake.

But my story didn't end there but it wasn't as unfortunate and misleading as my early childhood. After being alone for what seemed like a such a long time I had been seeked out by my Aunt. She was so kind and she was so grateful to have found me. She said that I was the best thing that she had ever found. She said that she could never blame what happened to my mother on me and that it wasn't my fault. She was my mother's sister and she seemed the only one that accepted me for who I was. Because yes I was as they said very, very beautiful but inside was a scared little girl who just needed someone. I needed a family. And that's what I had gotten in my Aunt. Someone to care for me. And as I stayed with her I attended my last year of middle school living with her and I began my highschool years with her as well. Along the way I had made amazing friends that were there for me one hundred percent. I had finally told them all of my past but strangely I had never taken the smile off of my face because if it weren't for everything that has happened I never would have met them. I'm happy with who I am and I never want anything to change. I'm beautiful and I know it, and I definitely show it, but I never flaunt it. I just simply state it by my independence and confidence. My past barely even effects me anymore.
Some people say that I'm this way because I don't have parents but I think they're all wrong. I don't need them. I've been fine without them haven't I? But anyways, If it weren't for me liking boys I could probably BE a boy.Alot of people say that I'm the toughest girl around and that I need to try and be a girl. I just say, whatever, I am a girl, and if I wasn't what are these things called boobs that I have? I think that people just need to mind their own buisness and stay out of mine. After all it's my life isn't it? If I wanted to follow what everyone said then I would've stayed at that stupid orphanage, and would have a family right now. But does it look like I care what people think about me? Things turned out for the best, right? So, I'm a failure. That's just me, and I'm proud to be.