Post by Castiel Levitan on Nov 14, 2013 15:04:27 GMT -8
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 380px; background-image:URL(http://i800.photobucket.com/albums/yy284/brooklynlolli/x0r3w0.png); border-left: 10px solid #1e1e1e; border-right: 10px solid #1e1e1e;] CASTIEL JACE LEVITAN  CASTIEL LEVITAN | 20| ART | FRAT/LEAVE BLANK ------------------------------------------------- WELCOME, TAKE A SEAT. START OFF WITH YOUR NAME, HOW OLD ARE YOU? Oh, uh, hey! My name is Castiel. If you want you can call me Castiel or just Cas is fine. I'm 20 years old. ------------------------------------------------- AWESOME. ARE YOU A LOCAL? I'm not a local. I was born and raised in New Jersey, in Trenton. I barely ever left there, only to go to the shore sometimes and a couple times my family went to upstate New York, but otherwise, yeah, I stayed in Trenton. ------------------------------------------------- NEVER WOULD HAVE GUESSED. GOT A BIG FAMILY? I'M AN ONLY CHILD. I do have a big family! I have two younger brothers, they're twins. I also have an older brother and an even older sister. My younger brothers are a little crazy, but I love 'em. My older brother and I were never really all that close, but we're brothers, y'know? My sister and I are pretty close, I guess you could say. I'm especially close with my Ma though. She's always been there. My Ma and Dad split up and my Dad just kinda disappeared, so I didn't know him too well. My aunt is also a huge part of my life. She was with my mom when I was born because my dad wasn't. She's been single for a while and I don't think she plans on getting married. I think she would rather just stay with my ma and my family instead of starting her own. She's been almost like a father figure in my life. She's the one who all my boyfriends get the "If you hurt Cas, I'll hurt you" talk from. ------------------------------------------------- GO FIGURE. DO YOU THINK YOUR FAMILY SHAPE WHO YOU ARE AS A PERSON? My Ma did, certainly. She taught me to be determined and always aim as high as I could. I guess that's why always try really hard to get things I want. And that goes for all areas. This makes me like super flirty too. Also, if I'm trying to draw something, I lock myself in my room until I've drawn it the way I want it to be drawn. I guess you could say I'm pretty stubborn. Also, growing up with such a big but close family has made family something that's really important to me. Heh, it's actually one of my goals in life to get married and adopt some kids. Well, that happens after I become a real artist, of course. Well, a real artist could mean a lot of things. I just want to do what I love, and I love to draw. But, y'know, it would be nice to get paid for it. I guess I ought to narrow this down to good things about myself and bad things, right? Well I guess good things about my personality would be stuff like I'm independent, humorous and passionate. I tend to do things on my own and I'm a bit of a loner, though I do like socialization. That's a bit contradictory though, isn't it? I'm very passionate but I can also get a bit narrow-minded. When I start to focus on something, it's all I focus on. I tend to push everything else aside, and that can get tricky. For instance, when I get a boyfriend, I forget to care about anything else but him. And this goes the other way too, if I start to get focused on an art project, I completely forget about everything else, including my boyfriend. That's kinda why my relationships don't last too long... I like parties and social outings, but I'm not too big on dancing or really getting crazy with it. I do like to have friends and hang out though. ------------------------------------------------- THATS DEEP, MAN. YOU SEEM PRETTY INTERESTING, YOU MUST HAVE AN INTERESTING BACK STORY, HM? Well, I mean, it's not too crazy. I was born in January and my ma was in the hospital alone. I was born late at night and my father didn't show up. He had gone out drinking with his friends and never answered any of my ma's phone calls before she went into labor. Luckily, my aunt was over and she was able to drive my ma over to the hospital. She checked her in and stayed with her the whole night. My dad didn't hold me the night I was born, but she did. My dad came back the next day, but my aunt yelled at him and told him to leave. He kept trying to come back, but my aunt kept sending him away. When my Ma was finally able to go home, my dad showed up at the house, but she just handed him divorce papers and sent him on his way. He never showed up again, I guess. I never knew him. When I was about three or so, I started to get really into drawing. I'd draw all over our walls and tables and chairs and anywhere else I thought was too bland or didn't have enough colors. I was a pretty colorful kid. I wore a lot of colorful clothes too, like if my ma brought me to the store with her, I'd always make a fuss to get a pair of red or purple or green pants. I also liked to wear socks with crazy patterns on them and I always liked to mix match. I certainly stood out. When I was about ten, my older sister helped me put colorful streaks in my hair. She wants to be a hairstylist, so she always experiments on me. Anyway, it was when I came in with my head lit up like a rainbow that I had my first bullying experience. The kids called me a "girl" and some other pretty bad names I don't want to repeat. It was pretty awful and I spent half the night trying to wash out the colors, but my ma told me that the colors looked beautiful and that if I liked them, I shouldn't care what anyone else had to say about them. My sister helped me re brighten the colors that had faded a bit and I went back to school the next day. They still teased me, but I didn't let it get to me. I stood up to them. I felt great. I was still teased all throughout my schooling for a million different reasons. One was I was too artsy. I spent a lot of time drawing and sitting on my own and everyone thought that was weird. Another was the way I dressed. A third was because I was gay. I came out to everyone in my life when I was 15 and most people accepted me, but some people didn't. Whatever, it doesn't matter. Anyway, when I was about 15, my mom adopted two twin boys. They were three years old and they had been removed from an abusive home. They were so sweet, two little angels. They instantly became my favorite people in the world. I taught them how to draw and sing and we played games and hung out and talked. They're a bit older now, and also a bit more hyper, but they're still my brothers, and I still love them. ------------------------------------------------- MAYBE I SHOULDN'T HAVE ASKED. ANYWAY, THATS IT. THANKS FOR YOUR TIME. Alright! Bye! ------------------------------------------------- THE PERSON BEHIND THIS WONDERFUL CHARACTER IS GENERALLY CALLED ALEX AND SITS AT 16. HE LIVES IN THE EST TIMEZONE. ALSO, THIS CHARACTER LOOKS PRETTY SIMILAR TO GERARD WAY, DON'T YOU THINK? |
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