CHRISTIAN VEA, DISTRICT SIX

CHRISTIAN
"TINMAN"
VEA .

“2 AM AND SHE CALLS ME 'CAUSE I'M STILL AWAKE”
Can you help me unravel my latest mistake.

AGE . Twenty-one
GENDER . Male
DISTRICT . Six
OCCUPATION . Inventor
SEXUALITY . Who can really say man?


APPEARANCE .

“I DON'T LOVE HIM, WINTER JUST WASN'T MY SEASON”
Hypocrites you're all here for the very same reason.

Christian has a bit of a scruffy appearance, as he does not exactly care what he looks like. His hair is usually haphazardly combed over to the right, unless it is messy and sticking up every which way. It is a light blonde colour, yet darker closer to the roots where the sun has not yet kissed it. He often sports a five o'clock shadow, or the beginnings of a beard. He only shaves when he remembers to, and since he has no one he particularly cares about impressing, he doesn't remember very often. His hair, when it does grow longer, is straight, and is still combed to the right side until it reaches to just above his ears and he chops it all off again to restart the amazing cycle of hair.

He has an angular face, with an average sized nose and mouth. Christian's upper lip is thinner than his lower one. His cheek bones are angular, giving his face a thin appearance. His eyes can appear to be grey in some lights, but the are a marble blue colour, with darker blue on the outside of the iris rims, getting lighter and lighter as it goes in. His face is longer than most guy's but it compliments his long body. His ears are relatively small, but do not stick out. His eyebrows are sculpted perfectly, and rest close to his eyes. on his chin, there is a scar that reaches down to his neck, as if someone drew a blade down it. At his hairline, there is a small, circular scar. It is usually covered by his unruly hair, and it is the only thing he takes care to hide.

Christian stands at the height of six feet and one inch, making him quite a tall height, and making some door frames become his worst enemies. He weighs a good 160 pounds, and is not shy on muscles. He has a six pack, and toned arms, but not so much that he looks overcooked. his fingers are long and thin, making tinkering a very easy thing. He is very practiced with them, and can move very smoothly. Christian was born with a bit of a major disability. He was born with Congenital insensitivity to pain with anhidrosis, which is a genetic mutation which prevents the sensation of pain, heat, cold, or any real nerve-related sensations. It was passed onto him by his mother, and because of this, he has a lot of scars and annoyances. He has about two dozen titanium screws throughout his body, all because of accidents that might have been prevented if he could feel. Thus, he earned the nick name "Tin Man."

Christian is the type to wear a simple white v-neck t-shirt, with some black form fitting jeans. He sometimes has a a jacket on when he remembers to wear one, but because his body does not respond to heat or cold, he has been known to return home with blue fingertips and a cough. he normally just sticks to soft leather boots, handmade for him, and also has a bit of a thing for plaid and black sunglasses. Once in a while he may even forget to wear a shirt because he doesn't feel fabric either way, and therefore it's not important. And lastly, one would think he has no reason to smile, so that is why it is completely right to say he doesn't. He mostly just walks around with a grimace on his face, or no emotion at all.

Because he has spent so many hours looking at tiny things under microscopes and squinting in the dark at his books, he needs reading glasses. The frame is black with large, rounded lens. They have a feature that makes the glass turn blackish in sunlight, which is something he added to them because he was too lazy to buy sunglasses as well. They mostly live in his jacket pocket, and the lens are a bit scratched because he forgets to put them in a case, but he doesn't really care, as they still work okay.

PERSONALITY .

“HERE IN TOWN YOU CAN TELL HE'S BEEN DOWN FOR A WHILE”
But my god it's so beautiful when the boy smiles.

Christian is really not the happiest one in the Vea family. He's got a lot of issues because of his disease, and he's really tired with it. He has been babied a lot because of his inability to feel pain, and because of the many shenanigans he gets into because of it. When he was little he was barely allowed to leave the orphanage he was in because the orderlies did not know how to keep him safe from himself. A childhood is difficult when your body is your very own worst enemy. Because of it, Christian developed a hatred for his own body, and thinks of himself as a monster. He wasn't the only one who saw himself this way either. Because of his disorder, he was prone to getting a beating from the older kids in the orphanage, which led to a rather angry personality.

Christian has anger management issues, and finds frustrating situations a lot more difficult than most people. He tends to resort to violence when he's angry and is very difficult to calm down. His anger can build up very quickly inside of him until it explodes out. It is believed that this problem comes from his own father, ho reportedly had it as well. He is a a daredevil because he does not have the same problem that most people have when it comes to risk, which is a deep fear of pain. Since he has never experienced it, he is willing to do everything, and try anything. Because of this he is prone to many accidents and as a result has collected numerous scars from his exploits.

Christian likes smoking however, and takes great pleasure in it. He likes having the taste of the smoke on his tastebuds, and although he can't feel the warmth of the cigarette on his lips, or between his fingers, he secretly pretends that they can warm him up from the inside. He's constantly trying to find ways to cure himself, although he isn't very good at it, seeing as he invents things, and is not a doctor. He has taken a few required first aid classes, which is needed for his type of condition, because he has been reminded countless times that just because it doesn't hurt, it doesn't mean that it does not affect him. This made him just as good at healing the other kids in his orphanage as he was at beating them up.

He likes to stay fit, because he likes the way it makes him feel emotionally to have a fit and toned body. He particularity enjoys the reaction he gets from other people when they see him. And it would be a blatant lie to say he isn't a little bit full of himself. Sure, he has a hatred for his body that put to good yes could melt the one ring, but he doesn't have a problem with his appearance. He would just kind of give anything just to be able to feel someone's touch against his skin. He's knows that they are there, he can see them, but it's as if he is inside a force feild or something, because he just cannot feel anything. It causes him pain, makes him wish that maybe he could have just died as a child like so many with his disease did. But most of all it makes him feel incredibly lonely.

So he has a bit of a problem with loneliness. A lot of people have given up on him in his life. His parents did it first, and then the kids at the orphanage. Don't tell anyone, but he's more than a little scared that the Vea family will give up on him too. in fact, he pretty much expects it. So why prolong the inevitable right? Christian spends most of his time at the labs anyway, anywhere but at home, where a sibling might touch his arm in comradeship, before they remember that he cannot feel it and give him one of those stupid looks full of pity. He just cannot handle the way people look at him, as if he were someone that needed to be taken care of and watched over, and it aggravates him even more that he is.

Most people dislike their jobs, but Christian takes real happiness in his. He's an inventor, and truthfully has a rather brilliant mind if you get past all the sarcasm and witty banter. He doesn't like to admit that he's smart however, in fear that someone might take an interest in him. He doesn't talk much about what he does at the labs but because of him the Vea house hold has a few interesting things that he has invented. He likes to make things more efficient as well as invent, and his room is filled with half done projects that may or may not get finished. He also enjoys reading, and mostly classics too. So there are also stacks of books all over his room.

There's another little thing that Christian takes pleasure in. He doesn't really tell anyone about it, because it's kind of a silly thing to do in his opinion, but he really likes to write poetry. He's probably terrible at it, but it sort of calms him down, and sometimes he even writes down stories to tell to no one because he hasn't found anyone to tell stories to yet. He's never really had anyone that he could completely confide in because his angry exterior mostly throws people off. So he confides in pages, yet he refuses to call it a diary. He calls it "a bunch of pieces of paper tied together to make a pretty good book that has stuff about me in it." Christian does not like any of that stupid touchy feely crap, and is happy with avoiding it.

It's sort of another reason of how he got his nickname. He has a tin heart in the views of others. He doesn't let other people in, and he's got some pretty damn powerful walls guarding it. He does, however have a small soft spot for his adopted brother, an orginal Vea. He's a kind of cowardly, and Christian is a tiny bit protective of him. He thinks he is sort of stupid because he's so afraid, but he likes to protect him anyway. It's not like he'll do it for himself, and besides, if he's protecting the little coward, at least he has a job. Harder to get rid of a guy with an important job like that. He feels a little bit more secure having him around, but he'll never admit that, because that would mean letting people in.

HISTORY .

“WANNA HOLD HIM, MAYBE I'LL JUST SING ABOUT IT”
2 am and I'm still awake writing a song.

Christian Vea was born as Christian Follet to two extraordinary scientists, that were known as pioneers in the medical world. It was a pity that neither of them realized what christian had until they left. A week after his fourth birthday, he was abandoned. His mother and father were offered a job in the capitol, and they took it. Most people would not blame them. A job in the capitol would be better than district life, even if they would be kept in a basement, underground somewhere. It turned out that they were put to the task of making better, and more dangerous mutts, ironic really as Christian's grandmother had been killed by one. Shortly after he began wandering the streets, Christian was picked up by a pair of peacekeepers, who brought him to the nearest orphanage.

It was there that they diagnosed him, after he would not even cry after being beaten by the matron there. Sadly, if his parents had known about the problem, or even cared, he might have the guinea pig to a cure. But that was not meant to be, and life only got more and more horrible for Christian. The other kids at the orphanage didn't want to play with him because he was strange, and the orderlies were suddenly tiptoeing around him, not wanting to accidentally cause his death. He grew very lonely, and withdrawn. He wanted to play outside, but most of all he really missed his mother. Because that's what kids do, they miss their mommys, and even though he had been abandoned, it didn't change anything for Christian. He jus wanted to know what he had done wrong to make them leave him.

Over the years, as he grew from a four year old to an eleven year old, Christian became rather skilled in the art of playing by himself. He became good at imagination games, and at inventing toys to keep him from boredom. He loved to tinker with things, find out how they worked so he could try and make his own, but that all changed one day. An older boy came into the orphanage, and for some reason made it his personal duty to bully Christian. he liked to pinch him and hit him, and when it made no apparent bother to him, the bully tried to break his bones. It resulted in a broken arm for Christian, and solitary confinement for the bully. But it had left a mark on Christian. He grew terribly angry.

He was tired of being himself so he began to reinvent himself. He became the bully. He trained himself to stop thinking so much about people, and mothers, because no one truly cared about him. The orderlies claimed to love him but they were only afraid of themselves accidentally killing him or something. So Christian began to proof his heart from thought and feeling, and began to react on gut instinct and his brain. He became an analyzer, and his parent's genes did not disappoint. He began to invent things for himself instead of only remaking gadgets. He became brilliant. By the time he turned thirteen, Christian was something of a child prodigy. Pretty soon, the capitol had it's eye on him as well. they maybe wanted a complete set.

To throw them off, Christian stopped inventing, not wanting to be a capitol dog. In truth, he just did not want to see his parents again, at this point fully realizing that they had abandoned him. At the age of fourteen Christian was adopted by a family called Vea. It seemed they had a thing for children because they had quite a few. To Christian it made no difference because the orphanage had been so full of kids. But he still found it hard to integrate himself into the group, as he had never really successfully integrated himself into the orphanage. Slowly, he began to invent again, and was soon hired at a major lab in district six. He has been living with the Vea family now for seven years and is no longer uncomfortable with them in an outward sense. he has his wall up still, and mostly likes to keep to himself, but sometimes he does bother trying.

ANYTHING ELSE ?

Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

OUT OF CHARACTER .

FACE CLAIM .
RYAN GOSLING • CHRISTIAN VEA

OTHER CHARACTERS? .
Swan Tolkein
Sovay "Prince" Pratchett
Cinder Ash
Tristan Graceling
Fenn Klardie

I, ELEGANT.
am seventeen. I have been rping for two years, but I love doing it. I am very into acting, and singing, and I love to read and write. I enjoy meating other people in the c-box. I am also a female, and a Canadian! Another thing that you should know about me, is that I am most likely a cat IRL. Ignore those TC and OOVOO convo's that's my decoy. Just in case you're interested, 'Elegant' comes from the name of my blog title. In no way am I elegant. hur hur hur.

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