Razor Creel -District 2

Razor stands at 5'10, making his height average for a young man of his age. His build is athletic and toned, but not as muscle-bound as he'd like to be. He has an ever so slight tan gracing his face and arms. Light brown hair graces his head like a wavy mop, sometimes hiding his eyes and his round ears. Those eyes are a pale blue-grey that seem to bore into you when he stares unblinking. A proud nose juts from the middle of his face, giving him what he thinks is a refined look. Below that are his pink, full lips; a feature he is incredibly self-conscious of for he thinks it to be un-manly.

He is never quite satisfied with the way his body looks, spending a lot of time trying all sorts of diets, and doing many cardio and strength building exercises. The words "The odds are in my favor" adorn his back in the form of a black ink tattoo. Razor's chest is toned and he sports a six-pack. His legs and arms have been similarly worked on, giving him lean, corded muscle. Razor's skin is smooth and light. He is very proud of his complexion, and though he would never admit it, he spends a few hours every morning using lotions and cream on any part of his body that is not covered.

Razor is a very goal-minded young man. However he has only one goal, and that is to be selected for the Hunger Games before he is too old to compete. He believes that winning the Hunger Games is the only way he will be able to truly be worthy of anything. He constantly tries to better himself physically, unwilling to believe he is anywhere near his misguided perception of perfection. In contradiction to this part of his nature, Razor is an incredible narcissist, spending hours flexing his muscles or combing his hair. Insulting his looks is a sure way to merit you a rage-filled flurry of punches.

When it comes to interaction with other teenagers, Razor can be very predictable. Towards other boys, he will attempt to turn everything into a competition, whether it is who can run a farther distance, who can lift the most weight, or who can convince a girl to sleep with them. He draws immense satisfaction from watching others fail, and indeed, every time he has watched a hunger game where the victor did not come from District 2, he laughed heartily at what he considered to be foolish mistakes. When it comes to girls, Razor is very possessive. If he sees something he likes, he will pursue it unrelentingly. He can be charming, but his disarming smile hides a barbed silver tongue. If his advances are returned, he will stay with them until he gets bored and unceremoniously drops them like a sack of potatoes. If his advances are not returned, he will generally become enraged and physically assault the girl, before spreading vicious rumors about them to anyone who will listen.


Razor disdains anything intellectual, regarding it as inferior and unneeded. He will scoff at anyone who believes different. He is the brooding type, his face betraying no emotion but anger unless he so wills it otherwise. However, there are odd occasions where Razor will be unpredictable, laughing at nothing in particular, attacking someone without reason, attempting deadly feats of strength and the like. It is at these times that he is under the influence of Morphling. An addiction he as kept secret from everyone he knows, including his family. He tells himself it is not an addiction, for he only uses it a few times a month, and he has yet to see any ill-effects in his skin or eyes. However, his usage is steadily increasing.

Razor was born into a somewhat wealthy family of four (including himself) in District 2. From the time he was ten years old, he was intensely pressured by his parents and older brother to be a victor in the hunger games. His older brother Shiv had made it to the age of eighteen without ever having been selected for a game. Razor's father had been severely disappointed in Shiv and had tasked him with training his younger brother for the games; a task Razor's brother took much pleasure in "teaching" to him. For a few years, he could never quite measure up, a fact that irked his family whenever he brought home a second place medal from an event at school, or didn't win a fight.
He was told he was worthless if he didn't win a hunger games on an almost daily basis, and he had come to believe it.

When he was fifteen, after not being reaped for the hunger games for three years in a row, his father had gone off on him at home, severely beating him and forcing him to get a tattoo. He felt no positive emotions towards his father; someone he considered who didn’t live up to the standards he raved about. An alcoholic with a rage problem who worked out in his spare time was not someone Razor looked up to. A few months after that reaping, Razor's father was killed by peacekeepers. He had gotten drunk and started a brawl in the district square, roaring something about wanting to attack the capitol for not thinking his sons were good enough for the games.

It was shortly after that event that Razor stared using Morphling. It had been easy enough to procure if one knew where to go. He felt it helped him get stronger, for he felt no pain while attempting to lift weights while on it. His mother became an alcoholic after his father died, and Razor pays no attention to her beyond the occasional shouting match. Shiv moved out, and does not stay in contact, blaming Razor for their father's death and considering him a failure. That hurt Razor deeply; as his brother was the only one he had ever looked up to, despite the brutal training regimen. Razor now takes classes or trains on his own, a hurting young man who wishes to inflict that pain upon others.

Olsen, Michael-James plays Razor Creel [charade]