Current Mood: been doing homework all day so part 2 of the episode is either coming out late tonight or tomorrow afternoon.
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Current Mood: been doing homework all day so part 2 of the episode is either coming out late tonight or tomorrow afternoon.
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My babies ;u;
Some of them have been put through hell and back, and some of them soon will be. Ahahahahaha, I’m kind of terrible like that.
From top to bottom: Adelia Lavender Beaumanoir, (A)Valon Artino, Jack Christopher Hanson, Bastien Ferris O'Shay, “Cassius” Casimiro Fausto Gallegos, Jasten Fifer.
For those who don’t know, Jack was second place in Total Drama Tumblr. Adelia and Bastien both competed in Total Drama City, taking 6th and 7th places respectively.
Cassius will be competing in the newest season, Total Drama Video Game! Be sure to root for him!
Jasten and (A)Valon have not been used nor confirmed for a season yet, but I’m hoping to use Jasten for season four, when the time comes.
(A)Valon will just sort of be here nor there.
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In honor of Cassius being official for season three, he is taking over the inbox for twenty four hours!
Ask away and get to know this lovely Latino. :)
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Cassius lightly tapped the record button on the camera, and stepped back. The tanned man looked a bit weary as he sat at the foot of his bed, a child in his arm. A digital clock in the background read that it was nine twenty-three in the morning.
He was rocking the infant gently back and forth; the child was a young girl, no older than a year old. Her eyes were closed as she rested against the tanned man.
Cassius then looked up to the camera, his hazel eyes glimmering with dull jade flecks. There were dark bags under his eyes, and he cracked his neck slightly before speaking.
“Hello, my name is Casimiro Fausto Gallegos, though I go by Cassius and nothing else. I’m here to audition for Total Drama Video Game.” he said, his voice commanded yet soft. He glanced down at the infant, relieved to see that she was not stirring.
“This isn’t the best time to be doing an audition, but today is the deadline and I only just found out about this opportunity last night.” he admitted, yawning slightly. “So forgive me for not being in the best condition at the moment. I was up until four filling out the paperwork. That alone should tell you that I need to be on the show.”
“This beautiful girl right here, the one I’m holding… this is my daughter, Esperanza. I’m raising her on my own right now, but I’m afraid I’m in a tight spot. I can’t find a job. I’m running out of money. I need to be able to provide for mija, but I don’t know what else to do. I don’t have any other option.” he said, looking crestfallen.
“In addition… well, I was recently diagnosed with polymyalgia rheumatica. It can be left untreated, but I’m still waiting to find out if I have temporal arteritis as well, a common side effect of PMR. If that’s the case… well, that needs to be treated.” he said solemnly.
“I asked that you’ll have mercy on me; this is beyond a desire for fame and glory. Such things do not interest me. This is to give mija the life she so desperately needs and deserves… and to avoid the possibility of her only parents going blind.” his voice grew quiet, barely more than a whisper.
“I don’t know what exactly you’re looking for, but I’ll be it. Just let me compete and compete with honor, and I’ll provide whatever role is necessary.” he said, and looked down at his sleeping daughter. He bit his lip, fighting back tears.
“Aye, Dios…. yo lo necesito…”
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Here’s my albino baby. >u< I’m still deciding how pale his hair should be; I didn’t want it to blend in too much with his hair, so maybe I’ll roll with this pale blond.
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When the camera flickered on, Jasten stared into the lens like a deer in the headlights. “What am I ‘sposed to say…?” he whispered softly, sitting in a kitchen chair with his bony legs daintily crossed. He was an odd sight; a lanky boy with pale blond hair that was near-white. His eyes were a gentle lavender with darkened crescents under them, showing a weariness to him as he gave a puzzled look towards the camera.
“Tell them why you gotta be on the show.” a gruff voice said to him, presumably belonging to the one who was filming the audition tape. Jasten looked down, growing increasingly uncomfortable under the watchful eye of the lens.
“Well, ah, my name is Jasten Fifer. I 'member when I was a kid, some people called me Jazz, 'cause that’s what Jasten sounds like when you shorten it. Kinda silly, I guess, since I don’t listen to jazz. I don’t listen to any music.” he murmured.
“Come on, don’t talk about that boring shit. Tell them why they should accept you onto the show!” the voice barked at him, and he winced slightly, quickly sitting up straight by way of reflex. His foot tapped rapidly against the floor.
“Sorry! Erm… I should be on Total Drama 'cause… 'cause I’ve never really seen much of the world. I don’t get out a lot.” he said, his voice trailing off. “I’d give anything to be able to get out into the real world, honest!” he insisted, a certain desperation filling his voice as his words become a plea. “I haven’t left the house in eight years. Well, except to go into the backyard, but it’s not much a sight. It’s a real small lot with some dead grass and stuff… I really wish I could go places. If you guys accept me, my brother says I’ll get to take a plane! Could you imagine?” he brought up, eyes glimmering weakly at the thought.
“Brother hasn’t given me an opportunity like this ever, so it would really mean everything to me to make it onto the show….” he said, though the cameraman shot him a threatening glare at such a statement. The camera clattered to the ground, and only Jasten’s feet could be seen, as well as another man’s.
“Don’t say stuff like that, you little shit! You can’t be giving off hints like that!” he threatened, and the camera cut to static.
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((This is a character I’ve been thinking about for a while. I’ve been incredibly eager to finally write him a profile, so here it is! I couldn’t help myself.))
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Although Cassius is not his name, it’s what he’s gone by since moving to the United States. When he transferred into the high school in Olympia, his English class was studying Julius Caesar. Nobody could remember the name Casimiro, so everyone began calling him Cassius. The name stuck, and Cassius ended up sort of adopting it as his name.
Cassius has an insecurity in regards to people knowing his actual name, as the general reaction from Americans was that it was considered a weird name, or too hard to remember. It’s become a sort of shame for him to reveal his actual name, so Cassius is what he goes by.
Seven months prior to audition for TDVG, Cassius was diagnosed with polymyalgia rheumatica, a condition that causes chronic muscle soreness in the mornings, as well as fatigue and anemia. Although symptoms are worst in the morning, they can occur in the evening as well, and sometimes completely at random, which is a setback to Cassius when he is trying to compete.
At the time of auditioning, he is currently awaiting results of a test that will determine if he has temporal arteritis, a condition that some people with PMR tend to develop. Although PMR can go untreated and eventually go away after two years or so, temporal arteritis is much more risky, as it may cause blindness if left untreated.
Despite how badly his last relationship turned out, he maintains a deep respect for his ex, which was one of the reasons why he broke up with her. He didn’t want people to know the truth and for it to ruin her reputation, so he is raising the child with nobody being aware of who the mother is accept for his family and hers. In general, he could be described as a feminist.
He has an aversion to romantic/intimate relationships due to the consequences he reaped of his prior relationship of that nature. It’s not that he lacks a desire for that sort of intimacy. He rather craves it, in fact. However, he doesn’t let himself get too close out of fear, and this can cause pent up stress, anxiety, and emotion. Thus, he’ll act even more rash and hasty than normal from time to time, especially when he tries to become close with someone.
Due to his PMR, he is quite sore in the mornings and late evenings in particular, making physical challenges quite strenuous at those times of day. In addition, his symptoms can sometimes worsen at random, providing an unpredictability to things and giving the chance that an any point in time he could become fatigued and thus have trouble with physical tasks.
In addition, due to a recent diagnosis, he needs money to treat his PMR and temporal arteritis. Although important to his health, he considers them secondary objectives after obtaining the money to care for his one year old daughter.
((Art is by willfosho))
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Although Cassius is not his name, it’s what he’s gone by since moving to the United States. When he transferred into the high school in Olympia, his English class was studying Julius Caesar. Nobody could remember the name Casimiro, so everyone began calling him Cassius. The name stuck, and Cassius ended up sort of adopting it as his name.
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