
PERSONALITY
In general, Cassidy is a loudmouthed Irishman who doesn't generally bother censoring himself before he speaks, saying whatever thought pops into his head. He's slow to offense or anger but vicious when he is, much preferring to drink, drug, screw, and party his way through life rather than confront or deal with all the intricacies other people deal with on a regular basis. He's sarcastic and cynical, a self-proclaimed hopeless case who prefers not to believe in anything or anyone, but nonetheless has a habit of befriending anyone who shows him a modicum of kindness, whether or not they want to be friends. His sense of morality is shaky at best, but he's nonetheless steadfastly, stupidly loyal to those he considers his friends.
[more to come]
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ABOUT
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APPEARANCE
Tall and lanky with dark hair that's much shorter on the sides than it is on the top; it started outright shaved, but by now it's less noticeably so, depending on the point in canon. He's got brown eyes and tattoos sprawling across his arms and hands but not really anywhere else. He tends to dress in whatever clothes come to hand first, which makes for a fairly...interesting combination of ensembles, from vaguely Billy Idolesque to 90s grunge to 'hobo chic' to the kind of look that would be at home in just about any major city today, a collection which only grows more odd when he goes outside during the day. He's rarely seen outside without a wide-brimmed hat of some kind and aviator sunglasses, although the last is generally used more for the comfort of everyone around him as well as his own rather than a stylistic choice. He's paler than most to the point of looking outright plagueridden if the light's bright enough, and more often than not smells like meat and blood to those with sensitive noses.
ABILITIES
Being a vampire, Cassidy has much greater strength than humans, being shown to casually throw people around as if it's nothing and subdue and overcome people far bigger than he is. He's not your typical vampire; he's immune to crosses and holy water, and silver, and garlic, and he doesn't have fangs, he doesn't turn into smoke or a wolf or a bat, and he doesn't need to sleep in dirt. Fire's pretty deadly, sunlight in particular, but that's about it. His tolerances are much greater than that of humans, from poisons and toxins to drugs to just about anything else, and his senses are significantly heightened. He can get injured a hell of a lot worse than a human and survive, including getting repeatedly shot or most of his body destroyed, however that being said his ability to feel pain is just as present as anyone's, he's just gotten used to the sensation after over a century of un-life.
Cassidy needs blood to survive, but only in the sense that it helps him heal; he's only ever shown to drink it after he's been injured, and even then, outside of a singular instance he had no control over, it's only from animals, people who have hurt him or his friends, or blood from a bloodbank; he doesn't like the taste, personally, but he needs it to survive from time to time so he makes do. The worse off he is the more he needs, and he tends to get much more feral and monstrous when he does outright need it to the point of potentially eating friend just as easily as foe, but when it comes down to it fresh human blood is the most effective.
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BASICS

NAME: Proinsias Cassidy
CANON: Preacher (tv)
CANON POINT: End of season 1 at default, always negotiable
AGE: 119, physically early 30s
STATUS: Single
OCCUPATION: Unemployed
RESIDENCE: Perpetual wanderer, most recently the All Saints church in Annville, TX
PERMISSIONS BACKTAGGING: Y
4TH-WALLING: Y but comics or actor only please
THREADJACKING: Y as appropriate
MIND READING: Y but ask first
FIGHTING: Y
ROMANCE: Y; he gets attached worryingly easy anyway
INJURY: Y
KILLING: Y but talk to me first
OOC NAME: KaOS
JOURNAL: this one?
PLURK: provided on request
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