Ballint /// District 7

Name: Belisarus Ballint
Age: 17
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 7
Appearance:

Ballint is six feet tall and somewhat muscular. No where near muscular as in magazines of men breaking bricks, but somewhat muscular to where you can see each bulge in his arm just a little bit. He could lift the back of a vehicle for about 10 seconds. He has short, brown hair that remains just a little above his eyebrows. His eyes are green, without the look of intelligence. When angry, it's as if he's looking right through you.

He is Caucasian with little tan. He has large feet, at about size 13. Ballint likes to wear short that go just below his knees, but on occasion wears jeans. He has large, slightly-callused hands due to constant work in the district of construction. His arms come down to a little below his waist. His eyebrows are just below the category "bushy."

Personality:

The first thing that is noticed after talking to this man is that he is dumb. Not dumb as in stupid, you jackalope. Dumb as in something wrong with the mind. He can speak fine, but he cannot think really hard. He cannot speak large words, but he can be extremely loyal.

His loyalty can go as far as undying, if he found a really good friend. His friend he would protect if he felt was in danger, maybe even sacrifice his own life. If made angry, you wanna run unless you wanna get trucked.

When Ballint is nervous, he likes to tinker with things. Metal pieces of scrap, tree branches, anything. When really nervous, his left eye likes to twitch.

History:

Ballint was a very bright child. He was saying "dump truck" and "Tonka" by the time he was half a year old. By the time he was 1.5 years old, he was hitting nails into the wood.

Alas, his brightness lasted no longer than 2 years. When he was two, he walked onto a construction site (how did he get past his parents?), walked up a board. Unbeknownst to him, the ramp was actually a thin board. The board snapped and Ballint fell 4 feet headfirst into a titanium bar.

To this day, he suffers from a mental illness that causes him to not understand. He is no longer the brightest, but now is down to nothing but a dim bulb. His parents are on the verge of giving up and just throwing him out onto the streets, even though they know he wouldn't last long, because he doesn't know how to make his own food.

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Comments/Other:

My brain hurts.