Casper- Blaike ; ; The misunderstood artist . . .

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▶hello there- welcome to my form for this gorgeous kiamara. I truly hope I am able to prove my love for him, and achieve his heart. I apologize if you don't like longer forms, but when I commit to something I commit fully. and I just had so much fun with this character that I didn't ever want to stop writing! I woke up and started writing and drawing, and stayed up until midnight or more for multiple days! cx I hope maybe I will get the privilege of getting to continue to love and spoil him. <33 Without further ado, continue to my form! (if fontmeme is not showing up, refresh. c: )

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nn♥ post one - introduction and explanation.
nn♥ post two - table of contents.
nn♥ post three - the character form
nn♥ post four - art of the character.
nn♥ post five - poems and more poems
nn♥ post six - short story ; ; "there's more to a kia than meets the eye."
nn♥ post seven - acknowledgements & goodbyes
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nnn◤______________________________________◥
nnn___Ｃａｓｐｅｒ－Ｂｌａｉｋｅ.
nnn__- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
nnnvvvvvv⇝ the creepy artist with pale skin, hard-
nnnvvvvvvcore music taste, and a style so dark that
nnnvvvvvvit might just terrify the devil himself . . . .
nnn◣______________________________________◢

username ; ; "star note."

I'm star note, a current non-owner. Hello! c:

kia's name ; ; "e-erhm, call me Casper?"

this handsome kia's name is in fact Casper-
Blaike. Considering it's such a mouthful, he
much prefers Casper or even Cas. I chose
Casper due to the dark ring to it, whereas
Blaike actually means "dark; light" and " a
person that has a very deep inner desire for
a stable and loving family or a community, a
need to work with others and to be apprec-
iated by those around them." You'll find that
because of that meaning, it suits him well. (I
am aware there is already a kiamara named
this, though I asked the owner if it was ok to
name him Casper-Blaike, and they were fine
with it. Pm me for proof if that's needed! )

kia's gender ; ; "isn't it obvious? o.o"

If you haven't yet caught my continuous use of
male pronouns, then I will just tell you that he
is a male-was born male, and is staying male.

his orientation ; ; "well..uh.."

Casper is actually pan sexual, meaning that he is not limited in sexual choice with regards to another kiamara's current gender. Despite how he is really treated and looked at himself, he still cares about what is on the inside of everyone else- he does seem to lean towards females slightly, because he feels very pressured & doesn't want to give his peers more bait, more reason to think he is a freak . . .

history ; ; *casually pops headphones in his ears* "la la laaa..."

Casper-Blaike's childhood had never been all gummy bears and rainbows- instead he was always stuck in the never ending storm that came before the rainbow. He was born when both of his parents were still at an early age. His mother thought they were ready to have a child, so she made them grow up a little too fast. Though she soon realized that she was wrong, because after little Casper was born her relationship with the father fell apart- and she was much too young to do it all on her own. Slowly she developed a hatred towards the boy she had to hold in her hands, after all isn't it easy to blame it on him? He couldn't defend himself, and when he grew to become the age where he could...he wouldn't. He found it easier to stay silent and take it, and worst of all he began to believe her. He started to hate himself and blame himself. "Useless, it's all your fault! You've ruined my life" she'd tell him constantly. Casper learned when to expect the violence in her words and when to expect the violence in actions, when his mother had a liquor bottle hugged to her chest-which was always. She became an alcoholic, always stuck in a hangover. And boy were they vicious. But she'd never admit it. She would never get help. So Casper-Blaike taught himself everything and became more independent than any child should ever have to. The only thing that kept him sane is his ability to keep himself busy and out of trouble. He does so by being creative in any way possible. He enjoys writing stories, painting and pottery, but most of all he loves poetry and drawing. They weren't just hobbies, because they felt like his whole life- they kept him from causing trouble and turning his hatred into destruction. But yet another problem was born from his creativity. He wasn't the type to write about the sunshine, or even draw it- he was so dark. And always has been. But this scared his peers, led them to believe he was satanic- and he became even darker, getting into the metal music lifestyle, getting piercings and tattoos, he fed the fire- but not because he enjoyed the attention. But because it was all he knew. He had always been told he was useless and to blame, and after a while, people believe what they are told. Casper is slowly learning that he doesn't need to change. He doesn't need to fix his mothers problems if she is unwilling. He doesn't need to hide from and please others. Instead, He's finding himself. Just a little later than everyone else, that's all... Maybe the storm will soon calm and give way to his well deserved rainbow.

“any fool can be happy. It takes a
man with real heart to make
beauty out of the stuff that makes
us weep.” ― quote, Clive Barker.

“You must have chaos within you to
give birth to a dancing s t a r ..."
- quoted from Friedrich Nietzsche

“Do you not see how necessary a
world of pains and troubles is to
school an intelligence and make it
a soul?” ― quote from John Keats.

personality ; ; *hides behind his sketch book* "oh no..."

▶reserved - at first glance Casper might seem mute. Or maybe very emotionally scarred- which isn't exactly untrue, but not to the extent he might seem to a stranger. He has a lot of trust issues and has a lot of trouble opening up to others, even just enough to have a conversation with them. Casper has learned to be reserved to keep himself from letting anyone new from hurting him to breaking point.
▶a little unstable. - sometimes Casper can get a little temperamental, and depending on the day and his mood he is even a little too easy to set off sometimes. But for the most part he is just unstable emotionally to the extent that on some days he will hide himself and cry because of a small comment. In other words he can be very sensitive and emotional at random.
▶'feminine' & hygienic. - Because Casper practically raised himself, he figured he would raise himself to be as much of a gentlemen as possible. In doing so, he became a little of what his peers might consider 'feminine'. He knows how to cook very well, other wise his mother and him would probably starve. He takes care of himself and is determined to stay healthy by buying special face washes, nice shampoo, and all natural stuff that's good for you body and skin. and he loves his hair. loves it. He likes dying it, getting it cut perfectly, shampooing it, brushing it. Everything. Why? because hair is like another type of canvas- so is your face. Both of them are new opportunities to get creative. Although, of course he doesn't wear makeup- he doesn't need to, he has dark eyelashes. Besides, makeup would only be another reason to get picked on. So really, altogether, it's just him doing everything he feel he has to in order to live a healthy (as possible in his situation) life.
▶creative & thoughtful - But really, Casper-Blaike is very empathetic- even despite he gets no empathy from others. He is extremely thoughtful and sweet to those he trusts- even though there aren't many that he does. He likes incorporating his feelings and emotions into his art pieces, whether its just drawing or even pottery. He always finds a way. He is just intelligent like that. He has different methods of learning, but does things how he sees fit- and he doesn't let anyone limit his creativity. Because that's all he has that really matters above all.




likes & dislikes; ; *scratches back of neck nervously* "promise not to like... judge?"

Casper loves art, obviously. But not just creating it, he finds inspiration from others artwork too. Because he connects to the artist, and has ways of telling what they are going through when looking at their piece. That's why he like art galleries. He also enjoys going into the forests or other places with great scenery, and likes studying it to practice things like backgrounds for his art. Cas definitely prefers doing all of this alone though, because at the moment no one really understands it. Hopefully this will change though. He also loves meanings- you know, in art, books, movies, etc. If it doesn't have a moral then he finds it pointless. He loves figuring the meanings out and thinking about them, letting them sink in. Casper is also big on observing. He loves watching others- not in the creepy stalker way. in a suttle way, noticing little things about those around him. He doesn't judge them either! He just finds everyone's different lifestyles interesting. He can be considered slightly nosy to some, but to others its harmless. Casper very much dislikes the way he is treated, but he has learned to deal with it. What Cas dislikes even more is when others are treated terrible. He often finds his courage and stands up for others, but he can never find the courage to stand up for himself- as if he believes that he deserves it and others don't. He can't stand war and corruption, or even loud arguments. They give him unwanted memories and put him in a bad mood. He also dislikes when someone is sexist, racist, or has a problem with gay/etc people. He doesn't find it fair, and it upsets him quite a bit.

favourites ; ; "hm. well ..."

▶food - He loves pasta, and healthy stuff... but also junk foods...shh it's his guilty pleasure..
▶drink - he loves sanpellegrino and Arizona. what a sugar fiend pshttt
▶color - he much prefers shades, but red and blue are his favourite vague colors.
▶book - any book with a deep meaning. He's able to pick them up very quick too!
▶movie - horror movies because of the obvious darkness to them, or colorless silent movies because he finds them interesting and is still able to find meaning. Sometimes comedies too.
▶sound- he loves metal music, but also loves relaxing sounds like water. odd huh?
▶smell- He likes the smell of paint and clay
▶place - any place with nice scenery and solitude so he can relax.
▶kia - maybe his first friend Avielle
▶art type - he likes choral and pencils most because he likes the shading styles and dark outcome these tools create.
▶art style - His style, as said before, is very dark and deep and meaningful. sadly not many people catch these meanings and think of it as creepy instead.
▶music type - like said above somewhere, he likes metal the most. But altogether, he appreciates most types of music. He doesn't like pop much considering its mostly about girls. He likes meaning, remember.
▶instrument - guitar and drums probably
▶song - he couldn't pick if you asked, it constantly changes every day for him.
▶band/artist - it could range from pierce the veil and other punk bands, all the way to heavier metal like slipknot. All depends on the mood/day.

his playlist; ; "oooh! that's my song!" *dances around*

Beside each song link is his favourite lyrics (/s) from each song! (if you're scared of/ hate metal, punk, rock, etc, maybe you shouldn't listen to them. x: also, warning; some might have some swear words...)
▶song one - broken glass by three days grace // "All we are is broken glass, thrown to the floor, we were never meant to last. And all we are are empty shells, try to pick us up you’re gonna cut yourself"
▶song two - anonymous by three days grace. // "I get by in a world with no conscience
By shutting it out and being anonymous"
▶song three - XIX by slipknot // "Don’t let this symbolism kill your heart"
▶song four- AOV by slipknot // "So far it occurs to me, that everybody in the world is afraid of me."
▶song five- the devil in I by slipknot // "Undo these chains, my friend. I'll show you the rage I've hidden"
▶song six- hell above by pierce the veil // " The consequence is if I leave I'm alone, but what's the difference when you beg for love?"
▶song seven- tangled in the great escape by ptv // "Constant recovery, I see you choke and it takes my breath away"
▶song eight- kick me by sleeping with sirens // "Cut me deep but I won’t bleed"
▶song nine- roger rabbit by sws (a slow song!) // "Nobody's gonna hold your hand, and guide you through. No it's up for you to understand"
▶song ten- boulevard of broken dreams by green day // "Grrr...what shall I paint next?"

theme song ; ; "maybe Unbreakable heart?"

I'd say his theme song is Unbreakable Heart by Three Days grace. The part that suits him most I'd say are these two stanzas; "Hijacked when you weren’t looking, behind your back people are talking. Using words that cut you down to size. You want to fight back, you’re out in the open. You’re under attack, but your spirit’s not broken. You know it’s worth fighting for. They’ll try to take your pride, try to take your soul, they’ll try to take all the control. They’ll look you in the eyes,fill you full of lies, believe me they’re gonna try. So when you’re feeling crazy, and things fall apart, listen to your head. Remember who you are." I chose it because no matter what, Casper-Blaike is a fighter. Things could have been over for him by now he felt that was right, but instead through everything he pushes forward to a new day- searching for the break in the clouds. searching for his happy ending- his own rainbow. . .

so to wrap this part of the form, let's wish him luck on his journey to end of the rainbow. <33 now continue on to see some gorgeous art of this gorgeous boy! then there is even some poems and a story!

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All art placed here was done by me, star note. c:

▶piece one - terrible quick sketch oops // " I'm ... fine ... "







All art here was done by Sanivisu, here on CS c:

▶piece one - a beautiful headshot // "maybe I'll have a good day today"
▶piece two - a sad little chibi // *hides behind tail* "will I ever be okay?"
▶piece three - a gorgeous fullbody // *sighs* "these pastel colors bore me..need something darker!"
▶piece four- an anthro headshot // "hey...that might be a good idea. I need a pencil.."
▶piece five- a creative Japanese style // "The sign means dark artist..."
▶piece six- amazing silhouette // " hm. who knew I was good at graffiti?"
▶piece seven- gorgeous anthro!! // "I have muse, so leave me alone!"
▶piece eight- adorable chibi // "I can't help it! this is what I love!"
▶piece nine- very nice bust (?) // "I'm bored...where is my sketchbook?"
▶piece ten- adorable quad fullbody!! // "Grrr...what shall I paint next?"

I apologize for the lack of variety with the artists, but as I'm sure you know this holiday season can be very very busy! So I tried my best, and Sanivisu was my life saver. <33

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＂Ｉ'ｍ Ｎｏｔ Ｓａｆｅ．＂
⇝ the dark
so welcoming
my only companion
draws me in so I'll feel safe but
I'm not.

- by casper-blaike(/star note)

it's a Cinquain, a type of non rhyming poem, & is set up like so:
Line 1: 2 syllables
Line 2: 4 syllables
Line 3: 6 syllables
Line 4: 8 syllables
Line 5: 2 syllables

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{ notes to reader(/s) ; ; there are three named characters in this story, two main and one minor. The minor's name is Marcie, a completely made up character. I found no reason to use a real kiamara for a character that wouldn't really stick around. The two major characters are Casper-Blaike- the Kia I am trying for, and snow.'s gorgeous kiamara Avielle. Also, I really wanted to make a meaningful story showing his mindset evolution and the realization that changed his life, so that's what this is. c: lastly, I of course apologize for any mistakes. Especially if you see the name Lillian somewhere, because that's the name I used as a place holder until I found a real kiamara to fit. without further ado...}

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It was a normal treacherous morning for Casper-Blaike. At least it started that way. His normal boring routine that consisted of a 15 minute shower, picking his outfit, getting ready for school, eating some bland cereal, and finally shoving himself out the door… well it was just as lonely as ever. As always his mother was still in bed probably sleeping off a hangover- that never seemed to end- and his dad wasn’t there. He hadn’t been for a long time because, you see, Casper’s father had left them long ago. When the little guy had been only 6.

Casper-Blaike shook his raven black hair into his eyes and stuffed his headphones into his ears. He refused to think of such a thing this early in the morning- he didn’t need anything to make school worse than it already was. Staring down at the pavement, you could still see his pale skin and a bit of his dark eyes. He was a sight to be hold- and to all of his peers it was a terrible sight. Casper was the freak. The creepy artist with pale skin, hardcore music taste, and a style so dark that it might just terrify the devil himself- and that’s not even his clothes. That’s his art style.

He sighed, looking up just in time to see who he crashes right into. A black haired female about his age, with a simple flustered look on her pierced face- and another he knew the name of, Marcie, stood beside her with a vicious scowl that was aimed at him. He knew right away he was in for a terrible day...


On the other hand it had been a stressful morning for Avielle. She’d never moved before and had been at the same schools, in just one city, her whole life. Most of her things weren’t even unpacked- but she had been smart enough to have specific boxes that were filled with everything she needed for the first few days in her new school. She didn’t know what to expect really, but her old friend Marcie told her that it’s more of an exhilarating feeling. ‘Sure you’ll be nervous. But there are so many new people to meet- more boys, more opportunities!’ Marcie had giggled through the phone the night before. But as soon as Marcie had shown up on Avielle’s door step to bring her to school, her butterflies attacked the inside of her stomach, tumbling so much it made her feel sick.

‘Forget butterflies, my stomach is a zoo!’ Avielle thought as they were only steps away from the school yard. Marcie rushed to introduce Avielle to her friends, which quickly made Avielle very overwhelmed. They were all civil and nice of course, but most of them seemed too rowdy and overly confident- you know, those annoyingly flirty girls. And Avielle wasn’t that type at all. Sure she was friendly, not completely self conscious, but she just wasn't as confident as them. She quickly pulled Marcie away, wanting to tell her that she wanted to take it easy, and that she was feeling slightly overwhelmed. But just as she spun around and began to tug her away she looked up to another body being smacked into her.

Avielle jumped back, startled and flustered. In front of her was a boy that she assumed was in the same grade as her, and due to the backpack slung across one of his shoulders she also assumed he went to the same school as her now. He had jet black hair with the tips fringed blue, along with dark stormy blue eyes, framed with long eyelashes and perfectly thick eyebrows. His skin was a creamy pale color, and practically flawless. She could tell he was the punk type due to his snake bites and punk outfit. But then, she had piercings and black hair too. To her, he seemed harmless. Not one of the punks that have a loud mouth and a cocky attitude- but one with a dark secret and a shy personality.

“Oh. I’m sorry!” Avielle simply mumbled shyly, blushing bright red and hiding behind her hair. Why was she blushing so terribly and shrugging it off like she was the only one to blame.

“Just watch where you’re going you freak.” Marcie muttered, a wicked scowl playing out on her face. This seems to have surprised Avielle though. Why did he deserve to be treated in such a way?

The boy simply shrugged apologetically and dropped his head. She realized suddenly that he was used to it. That made Avielle feel absolutely terrible. She turned to Marcie, her mouth dropping open, as he walked off silently, a sad slowness to his step.

“How could you be so cruel to the poor guy? What did he ever do to you!?” she shrieked in his defense, watching his retreating backside.

Marcie’s mouth dropped open as well, shocked at Avielle’s boldness. “He’s a total creep! Look at his horrible get up! Casper’s totally messed in the head! You should see what he draws- demons and stuff! It’s freaky!” Marcie rambles, looking like a deer in headlights.

“So what if he draws creepy things! What are you, five? You should be old enough to just shrug it off and think ‘that’s what he likes so I shouldn’t bother him’ not treat him like absolute garbage!” Avielle spat out in disgust, turning away from Marcie and running towards where she saw the boy alone. He was sitting quietly and sure enough a sketchbook and pencil was in his hand.


Casper could hear little footsteps coming in his direction, but he didn’t bother to look up. He figured they weren’t coming for him- unless it was to bully him further. Maybe it was that Marcie girl. He stayed silent and waited, sketching wildly at his current work in progress- a girl with skeletal features and a frightening reflection in her eyes, of fire and burning, of love and loss. She was crying, one hand placed on her mouth as the tears streamed down her cheeks.There was a eery darkness to the piece, one he enjoys...but one his peers despise him for. As Casper started to shade up her cheek and around her eye, a soft voice spoke, startling him and causing him to draw an accidental line upward that ended near her temple. He thought quickly that if anything it added to the picture- he’d just turn it into a scar. no need to be upset. After all, art is an imperfect thing.

“Casper, right?” she asked, hesitating as if not sure to believe that was his real name. He glances up at her with wide surprised eyes.

“Y-yes…” he stammered, still dazed and his own world. “Erhm, your name?” he asked, placing his sketchbook down politely while snapping out of his thoughts.

“Oh! I’m Avielle ,” she replied breathlessly, staring down at his artwork in awe. “Wow, you’re really good…” she quickly stammered, pointing towards the weeping girl sketched into his open book. She hesitated before sitting beside him. “Why don’t you tell me about it? There looks like there is a story behind that piece.” she felt like he needed a friend, or at least to be cheered up. And if he didn't then she'd be happy to leave him to his peace and quiet.


He paused a moment, examining the girl, pondering the idea of opening up to her. She looked genuine, not as though she was put up to it from some sort of game like truth or dare. So he told her, jumping straight into detail as she sat silently, reactions and expressions proving further that maybe she really was interested. And he slowly became more interested in her. She didn’t even have to say anything…

Suddenly the bell rang, signaling that the students needed to get to their first class. So that’s exactly what Avielle and Casper did- and they did it together, not caring about all the whispering and all the stares at their expense.

“Hey… Avielle?” Casper asked abruptly as they walked through the crowded halls quickly, trying to make it to their first class. “Why did you bother to come and talk to me? I’m sure Marcie told you how much of an outcast I am…” he added with a sliver of a sad smile, catching her off guard for a second.

“B-because… everyone deserves a chance. I know from experience that there is more to a person than meets the eye. I could sense that about you. You’re only misunderstood; when really it’s them that don’t understand- not you. You’re doing you perfectly. No one can compete.” She smiles genuinely. And that was the beginning of not only a great friendship, but also of a new mindset for Casper-Blaike the creepy artist with pale skin, hardcore music taste, and a style so dark that it might just terrify the devil himself- Avielle made him realize that it was okay to be himself, she made him realize that maybe he shouldn't focus on changing himself but focus on finding those who are comfortable with his style.

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acknowledgements ; ; "ah this is needed!"

first of all, I'd really like to thank snow. for letting me use that gorgeous kia in my story, but also for making me feel a little more welcome in the community and for the compliment. <33 second, I need to thank Sanivisu! I asked her last minute to make a deal with me for a couple pieces art, and in return I gave her a non coon. She was able to make me 10 pieces of art in less than two days! That is dedication. <33 Lastly, I'd like to thank my friend .:R H E - R A W:. , but also you (foreign.potato) for making such a gorgeous kia!!

goodbye ; ; "what!? Already!?"

unfortunately all good things must come to an end. I dearly hope that maybe this doesn't apply in this case and that I get the chance to continue, but if not I want to congratulate the new owner in advance, and thank you for creating this gorgeous babe! Seriously this was such a great experience. I honestly don't think I've tried for a character so hard, or at least put so much thought into their form! So even if I don't achieve him I know the new owner will have put their all in for him, and will deserve him just as much, if not more! I also hope I didn't bore you to death, and that maybe you found my concept refreshing or interesting at least. Because I know I fell in love with it myself, and in some ways I'm much like him. Thanks for reading my form, I wish you great luck on your decision to who this absolute babe is going to go to. <33