{Roan Medlar} D11 CBD
Jan 1, 2013 15:36:26 GMT -5
Post by Lulu on Jan 1, 2013 15:36:26 GMT -5
so this is what you meant
when you said that you were spent
and now it's time to build from the bottom of the pit
right to the top
Roan Barrow Medlar
eighteen years.
male.
district eleven.
eighteen years.
male.
district eleven.
it's time to begin isn't it
i get a little bit bigger
but then i'll admit
[/color][/i]i get a little bit bigger
but then i'll admit
✖ tall (6'2), stocky, strong, muscular.
✖ caramel-brown eyes.
✖ light brown skin, dark brown hair cropped close.
✖ some stubble.
i'm just the same as i was
now don't you understand
that i'm never changing who i am
now don't you understand
that i'm never changing who i am
✖ man of few words; prefers to keep to himself.
✖ can appear cold at first, but he genuinely cares about people and upon becoming close to him, it shows.
✖ eerily calm in situations of immense pressure.
✖ street-smart, creative, and resourceful.
✖ can read and write, though not well; prefers dealing with numbers.
so this is where you fell
and i am left to sell
the path to heaven runs through miles of clouded hell
[/i][/center]and i am left to sell
the path to heaven runs through miles of clouded hell
✖ grew up on a large, successful farm; was much more well off than most District Eleven children, though he had many friends from school and around the district who suffered.
✖ little sister Sprout born when he was six; despite the age difference, the two were close.
✖ as he got older he would frequently sneak crops off of his farm to his hungry friends to help feed their families; he figured it was the least he could do.
✖ eventually he decided to turn this into a business; when he was fifteen he established a sort of black market for crops, stealing some from his own farm and from others to sell dirt cheap to people who couldn't afford store prices. He never took enough to be noticed.
✖ sister Sprout started helping when she turned ten, particularly with sneaking from other farms and discreet deliveries.
right to the top, don't look back
turning to rags and
giving the commodities a rain check
[/color][/center]turning to rags and
giving the commodities a rain check
this road never looked so lonely
this house doesn't burn down slowly
to ashes, to ashes
[/color][/center]this house doesn't burn down slowly
to ashes, to ashes
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