KRAKEN LIBERTINE {Fin.} D4

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KRAKEN LIBERTINE {Fin.} D4 Mar 20, 2012 6:56:23 GMT -5

Post by cass on Mar 20, 2012 6:56:23 GMT -5

Name: KRAKEN
Age: 18
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 4
Appearance:

STEVEN STRAIT <3

Personality:

DANGEROUS. AM I FAKE? I DUNNO. SLIMY TENTACLES. PERV. GIRLS GRABBY WITH ME HANDS. DON'T COME NEAR ME IF YOU DON'T WANT TO BE SUCKED IN. MAN WHORE. WHATCH OUT BRO. CAREER. ALL THOSE PRETTY LITTLE GIRLS. *LICKS LIPS* . GREEEDY GREEDY GREEDY. MY FUCKING PARENTS BETTER GIVE ME THE SHOP. I WORK FOR IT LIKE SHIT. FUCK MY FAMILY. I'M THE KRAKEN.

History:

CAREER. TRAIN.WORK AT THE SHOP. TRAIN. WORK AT THE SHOP. TRAIN. WORK AT THE SHOP. TRAIN. ONE DAY OWN THE SHOP. ROB SOME GRAVES. ROB SOME MORE GRAVES. FIGHT AN OLD LADY. PISS OFF MY SISTERS. MEET A FEW GIRL. TRAIN. ROB SOME GRAVES. OWN THE SHOP. FIGHT AN OLD LADY. GET BUSY WITH SOME PRETTY LITTLE GIRLS. BE A KRAKEN. DANGER DANGER DANGER. *SIRENS GO OFF* THAT IS MY MIDDLE NAME.

Codeword: ODAIR
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Doing
Deep Thought
Talking
Sex Talk
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Lyrics-SICK PUPPIES - You´re Going Down lyrics

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KRAKEN LIBERTINE {Fin.} D4 Mar 21, 2012 18:42:35 GMT -5

Post by cass on Mar 21, 2012 18:42:35 GMT -5

K R A K E N L I B E R T I N E

( A G E ) Eighteen
( G E N D E R ) Male
( D I S T R I C T ) Four

( A P P E A R A N C E )

So you want to know me? You want to hear about who the fabulous Kraken is? Why am I so perfect you might ask, well let’s see.

I think I’ll start off with my lips, yeah they are really good, prefect if I might ad. Beautifully rounded, soft and thin, but not too thin that they can be swallowed in a kiss, but thin enough to slide against another’s and not fat to jut out and ruin the kiss. I like kissing. I like using my lips to kiss it is so good, well in fact I like kissing full stop. ~~<-- Look a full stop after full stop~~ My lips of course aren't the best feature of this face. The best is probably my chin, mmmhmmm yes my chin. It isn't to pointy that it juts out and ruins a kiss, but it isn't too nestled in that a girls ~~or guys~~ chin would be swallowed by mine. i must say my chin is the most perfect feature of me. I love the way my whiskers can grown on there, they don't groe thick and hairy, but a little softer and not curly. My chin is perfect. Just like me.

Oh and my hair I must mention my hair. My self love makes me take care of it, but being in district four doesn't help, with all that salt and dry air. I hate it it ruins my hair, even though I love to keep it messy and untidy it ruins my hair. I'm the perfect picture of self-indulgence. I don't know why I think like this, I guess I like to think that I am the ladies man ~~I love wrapping my slimy tentacles around any pretty little woman I can~~ I always try to look my best for the ladies. I'm horny I am not afraid to admit it, although I never would in front of a girl, because girls are special, you need to use deciet to get them in then they are all yours. To do anything you want Ok so I am getting a little off track here. My hair is really dark almost as if it is black, but it is not. Don't say it is black, if you say it is black you will never here the fucking end of it. My hair is brown get it? Brown.

My build I guess it is strong, thick ~~like my skull~~ and powerful. I like to think that every ripple in my body is muscle and i know that it all is, these man boobs don't get there shape from sitting and doing nothing. No, I guess I do have a good build. I'm not tall though I have always been on the average side. Height has never been a gift for me, but that doesn't matter when you are a career and have been trained all your life to fight. it is pretty damn useful stuff! I have strong arms from years of hauling and working and powerful legs from my long experiance of running awayfrom security when I steal stuff.

I never mention my nose. I hate it so much that it depresses me. The stupid bastard got braken and is now permanently stuck at an odd angle, dslightly to the left, only slightly, but it is enough to scar me. It is so freakin horrible. it just ruins me. At least girls look at me Deep brown eyes rather then me nose when we talk, and weh nwe kiss they look at my soft perfect lips and not my nose. God I love me.

( P E R S O N A L I T Y )

Do you know how much hate I feel for thoses slimy backstabbers that dared to call me fake? Do you know hom much I hate it when people imagine me as the slimey tentacle grabbing thief ~~that I am~~ that that fake monster is? I'm not fake. I am more real then a Kraken. Da I am the Kraken. I'm more real then all those Capitol people they are fake, with their little whiskers and and fur and pointy ears. Idiots. If anyone had the berve to tell me to my face that I was fake I would be impressed, but then I would just call them an idiot and probably, no not probably I would hit them in the face.

I'm an agressive person as you probably picked out, I don't really know why, but I love causing fights as well as joining them. I would if I could just randomly get into a fight. I love hitting people. I hate hitting girls, that would make me...well a man basher and that would not be good for reputation. Girls are useful. To play with My anger problems are a big fall, and I knowe I need to improve on them, but I really can't be bothered. I like getting angry easy, it makes it better to fight. I dunno why, but when I am fighting and I am angry I do better then when I am cool, calm and collected. Pffft I'm never calm and collected, but I sure am cool.

I just don't get it, all my brothers and sisters call me greedy, it really drives me nuts. I'm not a greedy person, sure I like to getstuff fro myself and screw them they can get there own stuff, and sure I like to have more then they do, but i don't callthat being greedy I call it being selfish. Selfishness and being greedy are different things. I'm a selfish person and i know that. being selfish has kept me alive all these years, being greedy gets you killed. I think i killed the lastperson that called me greedy. Being selfish is an art, you have to know how to doit right, you can't just waltz and take it all, youhave to be manipulative- which I am- you have to know when it is toime to let it go, and leave, not just take it all and run. If you don't do it right no one trusts you.

I might be a selfish person, but unlike the rest of my family i wrok for what i do, I work really hard. I fucking slave away at that shop, and if my parents don't see that and if they don't fucking give me that shop I will kill them. That is it, if they don't give me the shop that I have been working for, for freaking years, I will not be happy and when I am not happy -which is most of the time- I get mad and when I am mad I get angry, wait are they the same things? I don't know, but If I get angry I will hurt them and kill them. So yeah I think they need to give me the damn shop. it would be stupid on their part if they didn't.

I don't trust people I'm not one to place blind trust on anyone no matter who they are I just don't trust, being a career makes thateasy, all you need is yourself, you have been training for this all your life and all your life you place trust in yourself, and that is what I do. I trust me and no one else. I'm a liar. I guess it is pretty obvious to tell that I like lying. Lying is like a passion i can tell a lie easier then I can say the triuth. if I am in a conversation I just lie. I rarely ever talk the truth. Lying is second nature to me. God I don't think I have told the truth for a long time.; I can't even rememeber when the last time it was. People don't trust me because I lie, but that works well for me, because I don't like trusting people. Trust is a one sided blade. I will kill you if you trust me, and if i trust you ehh I'll still kill you. friendship and alliances are of no use to me. they present nothing, but problems. Problemsand mistrust. A good oppurtunity to get rid of some people.

( H I S T O R Y )

I really don't know why I would tell anyone this story, but it is a little funny and it is well great!

I was in the shop as always. I am to be honest in the shop and if I'm not in the shop I'm running around in the training field fighting people. There the story of my life fighting and training that is all I ever do and it is boring. i want more, that is why I love this story. Because it was something really interesting that happened in my life!

A few weeks ago I had just gotten back from slaving away at my training session, bashing up everyone and perfecting my technique with the spear, sword and glaive. Yeah cos I am into all that stuff. I train to be the baws at fighting. No bitch can bea tme. So I had just gotten back to shop for my shift, I have a lot of fucking shifts. my sisters says he and I tell her to piss off. She goes away leaving me with the shop that I love more then any human being or thing in the world, well except for myself, that is. How could i love anyone more then myself, I have to look after me. You need to look after number one.

When this lady came in to my shop, yes my shop this shop is clarafied is mine. I ignore her, it was some old lady with long grey hair and tattered ugly clothes. I to be honest didn't care it was a freaking old lady. I continued with my counting business and only looked up again when I heard her mumbling under her breath. I move out from behind the counteer and closer to the old lady, wandering what the senile lady was mumbling about. I scowl as I see her picking and touching at the work I so badly to keep clean and sut free. Well, actually no my sisters clean I don't. I ~~strut~~ I walk over to her and push the little thing, whatever it was she was looking at out of her hand. It topples onto the table, and I glare at her. "No touchie." I scowl glaring coldly at her. She stares at me angrily, and a little surprised. Surprised at how good I look?

I spoke to her like a naughty child even adding the slight touch of ashaking my finger. When I turn around to go back to my desk.I hear a wash followed by a sharp pain in the back of my head as something very hard hits me. Now I am not one of those people to walk away and ignore that kind of thing. Also before I continue for the record I never have hit a girl before, not even an old lady, and for the record I didn't hit this old lady. I just punched her. She pissed me off so with a snarl I spun around, my fist curling and smashing it her face in what I called a perfect hit. I was soproud with the way it landed on her cheek, high enough to smashevery bone on that side of the face, but low enough that it wouldn't kill her. It was the perfect move for torture, but you had to perfect it. I grin taking a step back to admire my work. I whatch happily as the lady stumbles backwards. I don't think she is going to hit me again.

But of course the old lady had to stagger over to me, she had to raise her old bag and smash it against my face. She had to walk up to me and knee me in the balls, and she had to slap me on the face. Thatreally pissed me off. that made me really made. I stand up with a groan, and check down below, I needed my balls for things, I needed them to be alright. With a growl I fling myself at the old batsard, crashing into her We fall onto the ground and I smash my elbow into her nose, I feel it give way and I smile in triumph. Finally going my way. I roll off her and stand up, dusting my pants. I whatch as the old lady slowly, but surely comes to her feet. I grin at the bloood leaking from her nose, her eyes shone in pain, and all I could do was laugh. I feel it gurgle in my throat and feel it rush out. It felt amazing. Hysterical, awesome.

I guess I wasn't surprised when the old lady fell and didn't get up. But I was shocked, I had just killed someone. A grin slowly slides across my face and I felt pride well up in my chest. I had finally killed someone. I looked quickly around the shopbefore dragging her body outside and into the alley way dumps behind the shop. I didn't care if anyone found it would just mean more people for me to kill. I liked killing.

Yeah so I still remember my first kill. The first person I had killed and just for the record yes I have killed three more another person, they found the body. I couldn't let them live, but yeah anyway. I think people are wrong when they call the Kraken fake. If they don't admit it, I guess I will make them.

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