Name: Jasmine Evercast<br/>Age: 20<br/>Height: 5'5â€<br/>Weight: will never tell<br/>Eyes: Blue really but she wears green tinted contacts<br/>Hair: long, curly, and bright red<br/>Bio: Jasmine grew up the child of drug addicted parents that only cared about their next score. So when she started puberty her parents made her help them pay off depts and â€œbuyâ€ more drugs. She became the play thing of dealers and other addicts. When she turned 12 she was put in the system and sent from foster home to foster home. When she turned 18 she went off to the big city to start a life of music and art. She was doing okay until she started to take after her parents and fell into the drug scene. Now she plays music for money and goes straight to a dealer for a good high. But deep inside she hates herself and is only looking for one person to help her into the light she has been searching for her whole life.<br/>Appearance: She is skinny with a medium sized chest. She wears a mini school uniform skirt and a white button up blouse with a lavender blazer over it as for bands decided look for her. She wears knee high black boots and thigh high white stockings.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80BFFF">Jasmine opened her eyes and inhaled deeply as she pulled the needle from her arm and removed the strap from around her upper arm. She placed the syringe on her bed side table and stood up. She had to get to practice or her bad was going to flip. Putting her jacket on and forcing her feet into her boots she looks at the guitar that was resting in its case across the room from her. "Don't look at me like that Daisy." She stood up and closed the case locking it and carried it out of the building snatching her keys from their hook and locking the door.<br/><br/>As she walked down the streets she wiped her nose with the back of her hand and kept her eyes down so she did not bring attention to herself. She did not need anyone trying to mess with her when she was having one of her pre-practice trips.</span>