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==History==
 
==History==
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Cassidy doesn't talk much about her childhood, but apparently, it was enough to leave her with no faith in the Christian god.  Casey Marlin ran away from home at age 19, with the wits about her to take all forms of identification as well, and headed to Vegas in hopes to put her voice to good use.  She did well for a time, until a producer came up against the still-gangly girl's morals.  Casey's reaction to an offer involving certain... favors to be exchanged ended up with him with a broken nose and she storming out with the producer screaming that she would never work in his casinos.<br>
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Cassidy doesn't talk much about her childhood, but apparently, it was harsh enough to leave her with no faith in the Christian god.  Casey Marlin ran away from home at age 19, with the wits about her to take all forms of identification as well, and headed to Vegas in hopes to put her voice to good use.  She did well for a time, until a producer came up against the still-gangly girl's morals.  Casey's reaction to an offer involving certain... favors to be exchanged ended up with him with a broken nose and she storming out with the producer screaming that she would never work in his casinos.<br>
 
So, for a year, the newly dubbed Cassidy Starbreeze worked in bars and in cafes as a waitress, not looking for a break, but focusing on turning her voice into a finely tuned instrument.  If she couldn't get a job in his places all because she wouldn't debase herself, then his places were not worth it.  Finally, she did get a break, strangely on break at the karaoke bar she was working at, cooing into the microphone at the request of some Japanese tourists.  A man who ran a club of his own, the Lucky Star, asked if he could convince her to work at his place.  She happily agreed, and as he expected, her voice began to bring in the crowds.  He didn't get any other benefits from her, but with the other girls willing, and Cassidy bringing in people, he didn't mind very much.<br>
 
So, for a year, the newly dubbed Cassidy Starbreeze worked in bars and in cafes as a waitress, not looking for a break, but focusing on turning her voice into a finely tuned instrument.  If she couldn't get a job in his places all because she wouldn't debase herself, then his places were not worth it.  Finally, she did get a break, strangely on break at the karaoke bar she was working at, cooing into the microphone at the request of some Japanese tourists.  A man who ran a club of his own, the Lucky Star, asked if he could convince her to work at his place.  She happily agreed, and as he expected, her voice began to bring in the crowds.  He didn't get any other benefits from her, but with the other girls willing, and Cassidy bringing in people, he didn't mind very much.<br>
 
One day, Cassidy woke up like she normally did, at 11 am.  But instead of eating at home, for once, she decided to treat herself.  While she was at a small cafe that had been recommended by a coworker, a bible-thumper went into a tirade of abuse about the 'whores of Babylon,' including herself, and Cassidy snapped, taking the man outside into the plaza and going into her own ice-cold retort about assumptions and tearing his arguments down, piece by piece, to the applause of the crowd.  And then she turned on her heel, walking away and trying not to scream.  A part of her envied that he actually had something to believe in, and as noon came, there was a pulse as she finally let her fury out, slamming her fist into a wall.<br>
 
One day, Cassidy woke up like she normally did, at 11 am.  But instead of eating at home, for once, she decided to treat herself.  While she was at a small cafe that had been recommended by a coworker, a bible-thumper went into a tirade of abuse about the 'whores of Babylon,' including herself, and Cassidy snapped, taking the man outside into the plaza and going into her own ice-cold retort about assumptions and tearing his arguments down, piece by piece, to the applause of the crowd.  And then she turned on her heel, walking away and trying not to scream.  A part of her envied that he actually had something to believe in, and as noon came, there was a pulse as she finally let her fury out, slamming her fist into a wall.<br>

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