Juno Veranda | Capitol {FIN}

To the touch, Juno's long brown hair is fine and soft. Naturally straight, she loves to style and curl it according to the fancy Capitol styles. She's a teenage girl, and like most girls in the Capitol, she styles her hair and dress crazily with multi-colored dyes with the help of her family avoxes. Her hair is naturally colored a chestnut brown and reaches past her shoulders about two inches. Juno loves to brush her hair when it's down and hair care is very important to her. She makes sure that it stays out of her eyes. Juno's dramatically arced eyebrows are thin and are very close to her eyes.

Juno has slightly narrowed eyes that are shaped like almonds. Her eyes are hazel and are at an average width for her face. Her face is pale along with the rest of her body, but friendly from the common smile in her eyes. She loves to cover her face in makeup to follow the trends of the capitol equally as much as she loves to just put on slight amounts of the stuff. Her mood generally impacts the amount of makeup she wears. If she's laid back in mood, she'll wear less. But if she's in an energetic and bubbly mood, you may see shades of hot pink streaked across her cheeks. Her cheek bones are very defines and clear to see on her face. They're low on her face, and they seem to start near her lips. They're very angular and stand out on her face. Her upper lip is thin, as well as her bottom although that is not nearly as narrow. Her lips are often parted and show her front teeth. She has two moles along her left cheekbone, one directly on it and the other below it, however they are both light. Her head and face aren't very wide but is an average height for her body.

Juno's nose is an average width for her face. The bridge is slightly narrow, but widens as it goes downward. Juno's nose tip is slightly down-turned and isn't very large. Her nostrils aren't very large but are very defined. Her bridge isn't very defined or sharp, but the features are visible.

Juno is very thin at 6'0" and 140 lbs. Her BMI is 18.7, putting her at a healthy but thin BMI. Her skin is pale, but that is often exaggerated by the amount of powder on her face. Her legs are very long. Juno's thin arms are dusted with freckles and the occasional vein blue-green vein visible. Her torso isn't very large and her waist is narrow. Her breasts are tattooed with the last five Hunger Games victors signatures. Her collarbone is prominent but not her ribs. She's thin, but she doesn't starve herself. Juno keeps her fingernails trimmed and cleaned. She also keeps her body scrubbed clean from dirt and her body free from hair.

Juno wears the bizarre fashions of the Capitol along with most other girls. She loves the outrageous colors of the clothes and the amount of fabric used. She isn't very fond of skin dyes and she doesn't wear too revealing of dress. Juno loves a lot of fabric covering her body. As with her makeup, her clothes depend on her mood and who she's with. She'll wear casual clothes such as graphic tees and skinny jeans if she feels like it, but more often then not you'll see her in the fancy and wild colors of the Capitol.

[ personality ]

Juno loves people. She's one of the most friendly and extroverted people in the Capitol. She'll approach anyone in the street for any reason at all. If she sees someone on the street who looks like they've had a bad day, she'll try to cheer the up even if they are a stranger. She'd always been friendly, even as a child. She also loves to talk, and she talks a lot. She'll get her two cents in first and keep giving it until someone interrupts her. She doesn't talk to hear her own voice, she talks to be friendly and isn't completely aware that she may be doing 90% of the conversation.

She isn't the smartest girl in the Capitol, that's for sure. She's probably the only person in Panem that isn't aware that the Hunger Games are real. Although, that has more to do with her naivety. She's very naive and asks "dumb" questions often. Juno always expects the best in people and is surprised when people she likes turns out to be complete asses. Juno isn't very good with reading, so she has hired servants read to her. She doesn't understand the concept of Avoxes and thinks they don't talk just because they don't like her.

Juno doesn't love a given gender, she loves people and all types of people. She doesn't look at their nether regions to decide if she likes them, nor does she look at any part of their body. She falls in love with a personality and not their body. Although she doesn't know the word for it, she identifies as Pansexual. If she feels attacked, she will fight back with words. She doesn't get mad often, but when she does she fights softly and not for long. Juno tends to lose in arguments because she isn't the sharp tongued type and doesn't have the best reaction timing. Her remarks aren't often that well thought through. This is partially because she's a good-hearted person and doesn't like to get into arguments. Juno is used to having a large amount of friends although she's unaware that half of them are friends with her because of her family's money. Some think she's cute and love to be around her for lots of laughs.

Juno is a nice and sweet type of girl who was born with a silver spoon in her mouth but loves every single person equally. She loves to help the stray homeless person on the street, as she was born into one of the wealthiest families in Panem after their numerous partnerships with Capitol Reality Shows such as the Hunger Games. Her connection with the Games operation may be why she turns a blind eye to the violence, but she doesn't do it knowingly. Juno Veranda honestly believes the Hunger Games are scripted and that her father is a "set designer" while her mother is in the makeup department. She's still trying to find a way to meet up with one Mercury Duval two years after she saw her die on screen.

I remember the crying. I remember when all my parents would do was cry. They never told me why, but I think they hid something from me. Something about who I am and who I was. The Verandas were a wealthy family from the moment their marriage was finalized. Iman was a successful stylist for many years before and after she met her husband who only did what he did as a landscape architect for the Games for the hefty paycheck. Neither promoted the violence of the Games and never planned on celebrating the Games with their children. They wouldn't be able to be there anyway because Iman also helped style the celebrities of the Capitol while Liam did research and helped plan the arenas to come with the Gamemaker in charge of them. Once they were settled in as a married couple, they dreamed of having children. Trying came easy to them. Succeeding wasn't so easy. For several years, they tried to conceive with fertility treatments and the like. All to no success. When you can't do it yourself, you can always buy it from someone else, right? Just kidding! It was a normal and happy adoption!

I always loved to smile. My earliest memory was of Posey, my beautiful yellow canary. I love birds. Always have. They make smile. I'm like them, I like to say to myself. No matter how dark things may be I can always have a smile on my face and an unshakable optimism in my spirit. I was about two when I got Posey, she was with me until I was seven. People like to tell me she died, but I know she's still with me. I feel the same way I did around her now. Momma says I never grew up, but I never got why I needed to act like everyone else. I want to be my own person, not who everyone else is. I always knew I was a little bit different, but I think it made me special. July finds it cute, but she calls me names sometimes.

I like July the best, she makes me feel funny and happy. I like my other friends too, but I can't help but think about how lovely her lipgloss tastes when she lets me use it and how it would be to taste it on her gorgeous lips. I'm the most fortunate of my friends or so I'm told. Both sets of grandparents were very wealthy. My parents are only-children like me, and I guess they gave them most of the money. I like to think of it as just being fortunate enough to have what I want to wear and what I want to eat. I ramble a lot, but that's okay, right? Marco isn't very nice to me. Most of my friends aren't very nice to me. That Felix boy who doesn't talk to me or anyone else was kind of nice before he started getting annoyed at me too. I don't mean to annoy my friends. I can't help that my insides don't pick up on things as easily or that I comprehend things differently. I cry about it sometimes, wishing that I could change my ways to make July and everyone else happy.

I think I always sort of knew I liked girls and boys. (There was this brief time I dated a woman who was born a man.) I always liked the figure of a woman. I like the curves of their hips. The smell of their breath as they kiss me. It makes me happy thinking about falling in love with a girl. But, it doesn't matter to me or my body. I don't only like people for their form. I love your personality and how you make me feel. I like it when you tell me I'm pretty and how you never want me to change. I like it when I'm lied to and told I'm perfect. I know it's not true, but I like to pretend that I'm a princess and that everyone likes me and thinks I'm smart. They like to act like I can just stop. I don't think I can and I don't think that I truly can.

I like my TV. I like that show Hunger Games. People like to scare me by telling me it's real. But I learned a long time ago to never believe anything Marco tells me because he once tricked me into asking to see the unicorn at the petting zoo. Ooh! They're actually there now though! I like their coat and their horns. But I know the Games aren't real. My parents work in production and they're the nicest parents I could ask for. She knows if she was ever proven their legitimacy, she would never be able to trust them again.

I remember the time I lost my V-card. (July taught me that word.) I was drunk but it made me feel good. I like it a lot. It makes me feel better when I'm sad and my friends like to call it my drug of choice. I guess it's true, because I don't really like smoking or injecting needles. Sex melts the pain away but still it comes back and she goes back. Not for the pleasure but for she was always taught that it solved the problems no one liked to bring to light.

I guess that's about it for my life story. I've told you about my friends and how I grew up. I told you about my parents. I think I'm probably forgetting something, but I don't know what. Ask me and I'll get to it. Oh, and contrary to popular to belief, I am not an alien and there is nothing wrong with my brain. I don't think.