Shine Bright, District1
Sept 30, 2011 20:22:54 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2011 20:22:54 GMT -5
Age: 13
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 1
Appearance:
Shine is an average looking guy from district one. He has lush blonde hair that shines in the morning sun. He has a stunning bone structure. With a square jaw that put more empahsis on his face. He has a stunning ocean colored eyes that can mesmerize you when you look into them. He has a long nose which can smell strong fragrance from a reasonable distance. He has small elf like ears that hear very well. He has a smile that can hypnotize people. He is a very tall guy. He stands 5"10 tall so it's hard not to notice him.
He wears a black jacket over his blue shirt with denim pants. He wears a black jacket because under it is 3 throwing knives. He is also an expert knife thrower. He wears a blue locket around his neck that contains the only picture he has with his parent. He wears rubber shoes in case he has to run or get chosen for the hunger games. He doesn't have a macho build up he isn' t fat either. He may be skinny but he is really strong.
Personality:
Shine is a really nice guy. He tries his hardest to be friends with everyone. He loves animals. But after the death of his parents his ways started to change. He became smart but started to kill animals. His only flaw is that he takes things to literal. he tried to be ahead of people but because of that he becomes last. He too is a little bipolar...
He still liked animals but he killed some of them for target practice. He already had little respect for humans because of what his uncle did to him. But when he escaped the orphanage the 2nd time. He went to the forest to train. When he went to his house he found a girl who made him reflect on his past.
History:
Dreaming was the only thing I am going to be ever good at. It isn't like algebra where you have to open up your brain to answer a complex questions that contains letters, I mean letters and numbers are completely different things why complicate things by putting them in one equation. It isn't like science either, where you memorize this periodic table of elements thing where you see single letters but it had an entirely different meaning, I take no heed to what Fe stood for as I would care for things like why does the sun rise, why is the moon round. The only thing I could say is, it just is.
Now for dreaming that's a whole different scenario. It isn't like any of my school subjects. It is perhaps like building a house using legos, you could let your imagination run wild. Put this brick on top, tilt it a little now you have your castle and a princess and a flag. Everything is in your control, if something goes wrong you could always brake it down and build it again. Only that my imaginations are huge pieces of legos, and whenever I think of something I create a mega structure due to the fact that I dream of things people muse about, but something they never vission their life to become.
Sometimes I catch myself dreaming I was a wanderer, but you know what it doesn't seem like a bad idea. Considering that the memories made here are one that I never ever imagined would happen.
My family was one of many wealthy families in the district. Like all loving parents, they try to provide me with everything I need and want. Never was I ever denied or questioned about the things I do with my toys, the only reason for my over populated play things are for target practice. At a young age I was already exposed to watching the hunger games. I was instantly captivated about the saying "the weak does not deserve to live" because to me it was the reflection of life in panem. If you don't strive you die.
That is all I have ever done ever since the incedent. The morning before that my parents had an emergency inspection in a mining site near our house so they let me to my uncle. While playing with my cousins I realized that there was plenty of smoke coming from the mine, at first I didn't know what it meant since I was still a little boy. Then the peacekeepers arrived in my uncles house, I noticed that they were stealing glances at me. Then my uncle picked me up and handed me over to the peacekeepers who brought me to the orphanage and that was the time I never trusted anyone again.
Codeword: Odair
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