Reagan Fair(D5)

I'm of average height, about 6'1", and well built. I don't tend to clean myself up believing in the philosophy that I'll just get dirty again so why bother. I've been described as handsome by my friends and even my enemies will sometimes say it. I have light brown/dirty blonde hair that is slightly grown out and curls.

I tend to overuse my outfits since I'm not exactly wealthy. A typical look is ripped jeans and a shirt with a ripped neck line. I'll wear colors that I thnk match the scenery around me, like greys and blacks. It just seems to fit in with the polution of District 5.

Contrary to my rather slight build I'm very strong. Being ADHD makes sure I'm always doing something and working out is a good outlit for me. I have dark brown eyes that have the strange ability to change to a cloudy grey color. My parents think it's pollution poisoning, but I think there's more to it.Depending on my mood I'll grow out a beard that I trim and keep groomed to resemble a chin strap beard, but I prefer the clean shaven look. The only blemish on my otherwise rugged features is a scar on my neck running from the bcak of my head to my collar bone, and a scar thankfully covered by my hair.

I'm rather rogueish, and I have a sense of humor. I refuse to let anything bring me down, no matter how hard it gets. I like to pull prcatical jokes on my friends hoping they won't give in to despair or anything, because there's always someone that has it worse than you. I'm protective of people, some might say that's my greatest flaw. I would be willing to put myself at great risk for a friend.

I can get rather annoying, my upbeat attitude sometimes driving the more, irrate citizens of District 5 to their wit's end. Being ADHD causes me to alwyas be on the move, and perhaps adds to my rather annoying personality. I always have to be doing something, and I like to take junk and make something out of it.

One might say I'm an inventor of sorts. Taking the scraps and cast offs and trying to make something new. Usually the Peacekeepers take away my projects, but I'll just start a new one once it's gone. I have shared some of my completed "inventions" with some of my closest friends, but I doubt they lasted long.

Since I was 4 years old I've been alone. My parents died and I was stuck living on the streets of District 5 trying to keep myself alive. It was a tough time I went through, on more than one occasion I was tempted to give up. However, I lived on, something telling me to keep going.

At about 7 I had finally established myself pretty well as the District pest. I would pickpocket people and run away from some of the foster homes I found myself in. Eventually they would give up on trying to pen me in and just let me roam free. Than I turned 9 and I was put to good use. I would work on the oil rigs and refineries and would bounce back and forth from one to the other.

Once I grew older I found out I had ADHD. I NEEDED something to do, every minute of every day. I found a good outlet in working out. It didn't have immediate results, but it definitely helped with my ADHD. Than I began tinkering with scraps and junk and became sort of an inventor. I always carry a small string of wire in my pocket and fiddle around with it when I have off time.