Simone Crawling --- FINISHED
Aug 24, 2010 17:05:20 GMT -5
Post by chaseee on Aug 24, 2010 17:05:20 GMT -5
Name: Simone Crawling
Age: 12
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 12
Appearance:
Personality:
History:
Codeword: muttations
Comments/Other:
Age: 12
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 12
Appearance:
Simone is a very tall for his age, coming up to the higher part of an averager adult's neck. People have always mistaken him as an older boy, looking about high-school age, but don't be fooled, he is still finishing up his sixth year of school.
Simone's figure is rather bland compared to his siblings. His head is an almost perfect circle, the only point being the end of his chin. Whereas his sister has a nice-looking heart-shaped one, and his brother being rather deformed. His thin ears jut out of his head at an angle, the tips ending in a point.
Simone's eyebrows, being rather bushy, take up a well-perportianed amount of his head. They are the exact shade of the coal his father mines (jet-black). His almond-shaped eyes are really the only oddity about him, which are the deepest shade of violet. His mother always told him, "It was a gift sent from Heaven above, you know. The angels just wanted a little color in this dreary place." He thinks they are the only thing favorable about him, the rest of his features resembling just about everyone else's. His nose curls at the end, and his small lips tremble when he is mad. His skin is a past white color, due to lack of sunshine.
His figure is thin, almost always due to the lack of food at the dinner table, and he has a fair amount of muscle, thanks to his hefty workouts at school. His flat chest always seems to stick out from the rest of his body, as he always stands, sits, and walks with perfect posture.
Personality:
Simone's appearance may be bland, but deep down, the boy is... strange. At first glance, Simone resembles a fallen angel. He is quiet, and nice to just about everyone he meets. But when someone gets to know him, they recognize the coat of sheer insanity that has covered his mind.
Simone doesn't mean to scare people off, he really doesn't. But it just... happens. He thinks it is the way he talks older than his age, or how mature he acts compared to his seventeen-year-old brother and fourteen-year-old sister. But he always tried to greet them in the nicest way possible. By inviting them to come and meet his "friends." (See history).
Simone would like to say he's popular in school, but he's really not. Sure, a few people noticed his eye color, but what is that compared to kids whose parents are wealthy. In a district like this one, money matters. So Simone is pushed to the side (forced to sit with the nerds and geeks, unfortunately), and the children of the merchants and Peacekeepers become the center of attention. "Oh well," His mother would say. "School is not a popularity contest." And, of course, she was right. He was there to learn valuable information that he would most certainly need as he became older. But, honestly, who likes math?
History:
Simone Franklin Crawling was born on the fifteenth of May, sometime in the past twelve years ago, to a certain Jeremy James Crawling and Ramona Beverly Marshall (surname, Crawling). He had two older siblings at this time, an older brother by the name of Renard Fernan Crawling and Julliane Luie Crawling.
When he was young, Simone was always ridiculed by his older brother, Jeremy, for being so scrawny, where he was already starting to obtain muscle. So in fourth grade, Simone signed up for a weight-lifting program at school. For some reason, he didn't acheive his desired results. He suffered more taunts from his brother.
No matter what he did, it seemed as if his family wanted nothing to do with him. Well, except for his mother, who always saw him as her favorite child, even if she never told him directly. She would always give him an extra slice of bread, or a bigger glass of milk before bed, as a way of showing him she still cared about him and his well-being. His siblings tried their best to ignore them, only talking to them when their mother was in the room. And, to add to all that, his father abused him.
His entire family turned a blind eye to what he was doing, including his mother, who was afraid interfering would only make it worse. He was whipped and slapped and punched and kicked, yet no one ever stopped him. Eventually, his father got tired of messing with him. Of messing with anyone really. He divorced his mother and abandoned them all. Simone did not object.
No one had any idea what brought it on, but at the age of nine, Simone began to create "friends." (As carried on from personality). Yes, with quotation marks. Why, you say? Well, because they were imaginary of course. Normal kids have them in their toddler years, and lose them a few years later. But no, not Simone. And, yes, he still has them.
Lilliana, Dane, and Buck. That's what he named him. He loves them. More than his family, that's for sure. They have been loyal to him, and that's more than he could say for his brother and sister. Not even his own father had wanted him. But these three did. So he kept them around. They helped at school too. Whenever he was being picked on, they would always remind him that this was nothing compared to what was waiting for at home. He began to thrive for their company.
And so when his mother died of starvation when he was exactly eleven and a half years old, it didn't really hurt him. Because he had become immune to bad things. His three friends were there to coax him through it. He, and his two siblings, were shipped off to the orphanage, and even that dreary place could not break his spirits.
Because he had his friends.
Codeword: muttations
Comments/Other:
Simone will join the Uprising if he is not reaped...