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ryan Advertiser 2,907 POSTS Pronouns: he/him last seen Apr 26, 2024 16:28:14 GMT -5 over the moon, where all the wild things are	Bolt Jewel - District 3 - fin Sept 17, 2017 20:10:27 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by ryan on Sept 17, 2017 20:10:27 GMT -5 Bolt Jewel District 3 Meh Eighteen
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Bolt Jewel - District 3 - fin Sept 18, 2017 21:12:36 GMT -5

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Post by ryan on Sept 18, 2017 21:12:36 GMT -5

My parents told me not to hold onto anything that I created. To let it go because that was just the way of the world. Hell, it could make me a lot of money if I just sold it to the highest bidder. Of course, I didn’t like that though. My creations were one of a kind, meant to help people who might have lost something precious to them. The machine was meant to be used to get into weird places to look for things, but now its in the hand of the capitol. They told me that they would pay me a lot of money for it, and while I didn’t want to bite, my parents told me that I didn’t have a choice. I was heartbroken to say the least.

And so I didn’t want to invent anymore. If my creations couldn’t be taken for what they were, and instead, changed to benefit in the way I didn’t intend them to be use, then what was the point. My parents did enough of the inventing anyway. Between me and my two sisters, there was enough income to make sure that we were taken care of. Plus, being triplets helped for sure. We cared for each other, took care of one another, and pushed each other to achieve our own form of greatness. However, I was the first of us to finish an invention. They came shortly after me, but I still edged them out. Its always topical over the dinner table when it comes up.

I was the kid in school that was picked on because I just didn’t interact with others the best. I did alright, but my sisters were the social ones. I was content with sitting in the back, minding my own business while I learned the ins and outs of whatever we were learning. I was always one step ahead of the kids in my class, but I usually didn’t raise my hand because I didn’t want to sit through anymore torment then I already had to endure. My sisters tried to take some of the heat off me, but kids were cruel, and to be honest, I was just used to it.

I wouldn’t fight.
                I wouldn’t scream.
                                I wouldn’t beg.
                                            I would just let it happen.
                                                                Because that was easier.

Sometimes I wonder about the importance of the games and how much I feel like they are a waste of time. There were easier ways to instill fear in someone. They were much less expensive ways of instilling fear in someone. There were better ways of instilling fear. However, it never changed. Maybe it was because it was tradition. That was something I could understand at the end of the day. Tradition was important enough to me.

My family particularly had a tradition when it came to a new idea. Whenever my father had an idea that he wanted to get input on, he would take us to the lake in 3 and have us sit in a circle. He would lay out the plans and hand us each a pencil to write our thoughts down as we looked as thoroughly as we could. It was a time where we came together as the smart and practical family that I was used to being with. It was a moment I cherished.

The worst part about having a family that all worked hard on inventions were the kids who thought they were better than us. All we were trying to do was put us ahead in some way or form, but people in three didn’t like that. They prided themselves on being so tech-savvy, but they didn’t like it when one person coined most of the new ideas in three. People lived for fifteen seconds of fame, but they didn’t like it when there was a whole family of inventors. Jealousy was always going to be the bane of our existence. They didn’t have a chance to shine as much as we did.

People scared me sometimes. Not in the way you might think though. When people would come up to me, stammering, it creeped me out. Sisters told me it was because I was stunning to look at. I didn’t think much of it, mostly because I was covered in some sort of grease or oil that I felt covered any ounce of beauty in me. Of course, there were times where I did believe that I was a handsome person, but I didn’t think about it as much as other people did. My looks didn’t define me, my brain did. My personality did. The people that I called my friends did. They were the ones who could tell me otherwise.

My sisters and I were always close, but, we never shared anything we were working on together. Monsoon was always working on something that had to do with plant life, and Lightning had an affinity to anything that had to do with engineering. I tended to focus on things that had to do with everyday tasks, such as cooking and cleaning. We didn’t share any common interests, but we shared blood. We got along enough but we were all quick to keep secrets in our family. No one wanted to step on anyone’s toes I guess.

I just had to keep on working. I held out for some sort of hope that one day, these games would end, but unfortunately, I knew that day would never come.

Last Edit: Sept 19, 2017 15:37:39 GMT -5 by ryan

ryan Advertiser 2,907 POSTS Pronouns: he/him last seen Apr 26, 2024 16:28:14 GMT -5 over the moon, where all the wild things are	Bolt Jewel - District 3 - fin Sept 18, 2017 21:13:02 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by ryan on Sept 18, 2017 21:13:02 GMT -5 Done and ready to look at! . (goes to work on another.)

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Bolt Jewel - District 3 - fin Sept 19, 2017 12:26:06 GMT -5

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Post by d1b. xylia fray ♕ kaяi on Sept 19, 2017 12:26:06 GMT -5

Hey there!

This bio is lookin pretty good so far! The only problem that I can really see with it is that I don't think Bolt would really be the inventor of vacuums. If Panem even has vacuums (because honestly in my mind I could only see them using brooms and such, minus the Capitol and possibly District 1/2), I believe they would have been around for quite some time, not just after when Bolt was born.

Reply once you edit and I'll be sure to look back!
-kari

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Bolt Jewel - District 3 - fin Sept 19, 2017 15:39:18 GMT -5

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Post by ryan on Sept 19, 2017 15:39:18 GMT -5

Whoops, so I was trying to go for something similar to a roomba xD. I guess that didnt come out correctly in my words, so I took it all out and changed it to just something that can get into weird places and find things that might have been lost.

I hope this clears it up.

Thanks!
Ryan

Last Edit: Sept 19, 2017 15:39:38 GMT -5 by ryan

d1b. xylia fray ♕ kaяi Advertiser 1,828 POSTS Pronouns: She/Her last seen Apr 6, 2024 0:45:24 GMT -5 basically miss america	Bolt Jewel - District 3 - fin Sept 19, 2017 21:30:27 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by d1b. xylia fray ♕ kaяi on Sept 19, 2017 21:30:27 GMT -5 thanks for the fix!
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