Caden Michael Conley

[Cade Conley]

CADEN MICHAEL CONLEY



"Art without feeling is like a chocolate cake without sugar."


`I WOKE UP AND WISHED
THAT I WAS DEAD,
»basics

fullname || Caden Michael Conley
nicknames || Cade
age || 17
gender || Male
orientation || Heterosexual
category || Watcher
occupation || None, currently.
power ||
Cade can see selections from the future, and records them all on a scruffy brown sketchpad that he keeps with him at all times. He typically uses coloured pencils as well, so that his visions can be recorded exactly as he sees them. These visions only read a person's intentions, and are subject to change when that person changes their mind. Cade has difficulty seeing things very far into the future. He can usually see things only a few minutes before they happen, although he has been known to see things an hour in advance on occasion. However, he typically interprets his visions very well, because he has the mind of an artist.

To a certain extent, Cade's emotions control his visions. Sometimes, when he's feeling passionately about something, he'll get a strong vision. But when he spends a long time completely bored, he often won't get any visions during that time.

`THE WHOLE WORLD IS MOVING
AND I'M STANDING STILL,
»appearance

face claim || Remy Thorne
height/weight || 5'5", 135 lbs.
distinguishing features || His dark, piercing eyes.
brief description ||
Cade has brown, unruly hair that he usually keeps around chin length. His eyes are dark, and he has been known to look like he's wearing eyeliner, although he never does. He stands a short 5'5", although he can be very intimidating when he wants to be. He is generally considered to be handsome, though he doesn't think he is.

Cade's attire is usually casual. On a day to day basis, he wears t-shirts, and breaks up the monotony with the occasional collared shirt. He always wears dark coloured jeans. When its cold or rainy (most of the time) he tops off his outfit with a black jacket or hoodie.

`AND EVERYTHING I SAID I'D DO
MAKE THE WORLD BRAND NEW
AND TAKE THE TIME FOR YOU,
»personality

likes ||
~Art
~Reading and writing
~Being alone
~Music
~The colour green
~Dragons
~Rain
dislikes ||
~Spiders
~People who think they're better than everyone else
~Waking up early
~Performing
~Hot weather
strengths ||
~His art
~Manners
~Always thinks before he speaks
weaknesses ||
~Shyness
~His inexperience with his powers
~Temper (on occasion)
aspirations || To be a professional artist or a published novelist.
secrets || Cade keeps his powers secret. The only person he ever told was his grandfather, who is now dead.
fears ||
~Loosing someone close to him
~Spiders
~His dad
quirks/habits || Cade bites his lip when he gets nervous, and it is therefore torn up quite a bit.
overall ||
Cade is a pretty shy person. He has trouble interacting with people unless he really knows them. Although, since he was raised mostly by his grandfather, he has great manners. Cade really enjoys having friends, but his shyness and sometimes his manners make this difficult. He also can have a bad temper, especially towards people he knows very well, such as his sister and parents. Occasionally, he will explode at someone he doesn't know very well, but he must be extremely angry in order to do this.

Cade is a very strong artist. At the age of five, he could draw better than most teenagers, and has continued practicing. This ability really helps him with his power, because he can accurately reconstruct his visions, and show them to other people. He also enjoys reading and writing, and is strong in those areas as well.

Since Cade's grandfather died, he's been a changed person. At first, he was extremely emotional, and wouldn't talk to anyone. After about a year of that, however, he decided that that's not the way his grandfather would want him to live, so he decided to go back to the way he was before. Now, his grandfather's death weighs heavy on his heart, but he doesn't let anyone see that he's bothered by it.

`I JUST GOT LOST AND
SLEPT RIGHT THROUGH THE DAWN,
»history

mother || Elizabeth Wright Conley (48)
father || James Harry Conley (50)
siblings || Hayley Anna Conley (14)
other family || Grandfather - Theodore George Conley (deceased)
backstory ||
Cade was born on August 18, 2126, in Lorburn, where he would spend the rest of his life. He was born to James and Elizabeth Conley, and at the age of three, he got a little sister named Hayley. His family lives in an apartment, and his grandfather's was right across the hall.

Cade first discovered his powers a the age of eight. One day, he was hit by a powerful 'daydream' that nearly knocked him over. Immediately, he went to his grandfather, who Cade seemed to think knew it all. Fortunately, in this situation, Cade's grandfather did know it all. In fact, his grandfather was a Watcher, as well, so he knew just how to coach Cade with his powers. He quickly got Cade up to his full potential, and everything was going great up until around Cade's thirteenth birthday. One day, Cade was sitting in Art class, sketching a tree, when he got hit by one of his strongest visions yet. It was his grandfather, lying dead in the middle of his apartment floor.

Quickly, Cade recorded the vision exactly as he saw it in his sketchbook, then asked the art teacher to go to the restroom. She let him go, and he ran home as quickly as possible. He got back to the apartments, and burst in his grandfather's door, but it was too late. Cade saw him lying on the floor, just as he'd seen in his vision.

His grandfather's death hurt Cade deeply. The next year he spent in a very emotional state. And since his emotions were wild, so were his visions. He would go for months without having one, then get one so powerful that it knocked the energy out of him for days. Finally, just after the one year anniversary of Theodore Conley's death, Cade decided that his grandfather wouldn't want him to live like this. He chose to let go of his pain, and just try to block it out of his memory. He was successful in this, and it caused his visions to go back more or less to normal, except all of the training that he had with his grandfather simply disappeared. Cade has tried very hard to regain his skill, but it hasn't really worked.

`I THOUGHT OF YOU AND WHERE YOU'D GONE
AND THE WORLD SPINS MADLY ON...,
»ooc

name/alias || Tia
age || 15
experience || 1 1/2 years
who's the fairest of them all? || (admin edit)
anything else? || Nope
roleplay sample ||

Thalia stood in the center of the parking lot, with a frown etched on her face, which was dripping with sweat. She was holding her clarinet in her right hand, and it felt as if she would drop it, since her hands were so slippery.

How could it be so hot? she asked herself. Its fall, and I'm in Washington State for crying out loud! It should be raining!

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She sat down on the pavement. And it was so hot that you could fry an egg on it. She could feel her butt burning through her basketball shorts. But she endured it. It almost felt good, since she'd been standing for an hour now.

"Hey, Thalia!" called a shrill voice from her left. "Stand up, why don't you! You're screwing up the formation!"

Of course, it was Megan, the clarinet section leader. The entire band was standing outside in the scorching heat, practicing their marching show. They were all in a parking lot that had been painted with yard lines, to look like a football field. Their band director, Mr. Furbusher, stood on a huge tower at the front of the field, telling everyone where to go.

Thalia bit her lip. It had only been a few weeks, but so far, she hated marching band so much. She didn't have any friends in band so far, and the director had decided to hate her since her first day. Thalia loved band, but hated marching band. Unfortunately, you weren't allowed to do one and not the other.

At her old school in New York, they didn't even have a marching band. Their concert band was very very small, with only three clarinets. They also didn't have very high standards, so Thalia could get away with sounding like some kind of tropical bird whenever she played her instrument.

And her old band director... oh, god, he was wonderful. He didn't hate any of his students (unlike Mr. Furbusher) and was really funny. He had just graduated with a degree in music a couple of years ago, and was often mistook for one of the students.

Mr. Furbusher, on the other hand was a grouchy old man. He acts like he was triple-dog-dared to become a band director, and is loathing every minute of it.

"Take it back to set one!" he shouted through a megaphone. "Let's do a full run through."

Thalia sighed once more as she slowly ambled towards her spot. All the super enthusiastic band geeks were running as fast as their legs would carry them towards their spots. Thalia just didn't see the point.

"Hustle, Thalia!" Megan shouted. "Don't make me tell you again!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Thalia groaned and picked up the pace a little. Usually she'd be really shy and embarrassed that Megan had yelled at her, but she was too tired to be nice right now.

Fortunately, she reached her spot fairly quickly, since she wasn't too far away from it. Otherwise, Mr. Furbusher would have yelled at her. This time, he chose someone else to pick on. Some girl closer to the front who was about as enthusiastic about marching band as Thalia was. She stood lazily at attention as she listened to Mr. Furbusher ramble on about how the girl was "holding the entire band back" and "being as lazy as a sloth," etc.

Finally, after chewing the girl out so much that Thalia expected to look over and see nothing but a pile of bones carrying a euphonium, Mr. Furbusher told our drum major, Austin, to start conducting. They ran through all ten minutes of their marching show, with Thalia feeling like she was going to pass out the entire time.

"Okay, guys," Mr Furbusher shouted. "Water break!"

"Apparently he's decided not to work his students to death. Yet," Thalia muttered under her breath. A few people around her snickered.

She promptly walked over to the edge of the parking lot, sat down, and took a huge sip out of her water jug.

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