Jack Mordan District Twelve
Dec 13, 2010 21:06:35 GMT -5
Post by lenaudart on Dec 13, 2010 21:06:35 GMT -5
Name: Jack Mordan
Age: Sixteen
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 12
Appearance:
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Age: Sixteen
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 12
Appearance:
Jack is a realitively stocky young man, the age of sixteen. He stands five feet and nine inches tall (175.26 cm). One-hundred and sixity pounds weigh down on his frame(72 kg). Although he is large, he still shows signs of malnutrition and bodily stress. His black hair has begun to grow back after its recent shave.Personality:
The fresh hair is matted down by the soot and grime of the seam. On his chin, a facial hair style known as a 'soul' patch can be found, matching the color of the hair on his head. His eyes strangely radiant a mix between blue and green, almost emerald like. Being under the age of eighteen he has had the oppurtunity to the sun light of the outside world instead of the bleak mines beneath the district. So instead of pale skin, he has a light tan glow to his skin. Although across his skin, scars and recent minor cuts and bruises can be seen. Usually, Jack wears dark clothing, short sleeved shirts and long pants, with his father's old work boots.
Jack has a very pessimistic personality that often gets him in trouble. Throughout life much like the rest of the District Twelve children, he has known hardships, but has been affected by them more greatly in the shaping of his personality. Towards strangers he is untrusting and wary, and quite frankly blatantly hostile if given the most subtle hint of ill will.History:
Towards his friends and family he is a very accomadating and peaceful. He opens up not to his family but of his closest of friends, but is quick to close his inner feelings in a fleeting second. If able he will do anything necessary to help his friends, unless the friend can remove themselves from their predicament.
Jack is quick to be angered, and hold grudges quite easily. Fool him once, shame on you, but you may not even get a second chance. Once wronged by a person, that person will be met with hostility and wariness. With this sort of attitude he doesn't make many friends unconditionally. Most of his friendships are business based, and seldom there for one anothers comfort. But although he is a very negative person, he has his humor and fun streaks, never passing up a chance to make a good joke if he's in the mood.
The first few years of his life were a blur. He came from a household of four boys, and his mother and father. Jack was the youngest of the four brothers, his brother Chad had ten years on him, Lee twelve years, and Troy seventeen years. His mother and father, are both in their late fifties now. Although this is a rarity in District Tweleve, the end of their years are coming. Jack wouldn't be surprised if in the next two years either his mother, father, or both would be on their death beds.Codeword: odair
Like most people in District Twelve Jack's brothers and Father were miners in the local mines. They attempt to pool their resources when possible to take care of one another, living as a group seems more profitable than individual families. His brothers Lee and Troy are married, and his brother Chad is a loveless bachelor whose past love interests usually end up with the women in another man's arms. Lee and his wife are one of those people that help supply the Hob with supplies from the woods. Troy and Chad abide by the law and don't care to cause any trouble or be apart of any trouble.
Jack himself is a fighter, though a respected young man by those that know him. Through the town his does odd jobs, whether it be the baker, merchants in the hob, or a private citizen that just needs something done. As far as he is concerned the farther away he is from those mines the better. He aspires to hopefully become an apprentice to one of the shop owners or follow in his brother Lee's foot steps. By entering the woods and supplying the hob himself.
Jack isn't looking for love at this time in his life, not with the hunger games looming over his head. In his personal life no one close to him have entered the games. The games both excite and sicken him. At this point whatever he can do to avoid the games, the better.
Its been three days since his sixteenth birthday... This is where his new story continoues.
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Haven't done anything quite like this for about three or four years. Hopefully I'm not that rusty.