Luna Skybird, D4 *Finished*
Mar 18, 2011 21:10:52 GMT -5
Post by Arrow on Mar 18, 2011 21:10:52 GMT -5
Name: It's Luna Skybird, but to all you loyal, forced, followers, it's President Skybird. Got it?
Age: Obviously, I'm 16. Not too young, and not too old ether.
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 4
Appearance:
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Age: Obviously, I'm 16. Not too young, and not too old ether.
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 4
Appearance:
Personality:
I must admit, even though I'm not, and never will be, the most beautiful person in the world, and may not be close, I'm convinced I still look good. Compared to that fat little kid I used to be, anyways. Ever since I hit puberty I have really sprouted up. Hair got lighter, to my utter disappointment, I got skinny (Hell yes!) and got tall. I got real tall, 5'11. Nice, huh? My Dad was over six feet... suppose I get it from him. My hair forms more easily now... it used to be real ratty and I just would give up caring for it. Now it's gotten more wavy... even though it still tends to act like a total bitch. I guess old flames never do actually die... dammit.
Even though I got skinny when the puberty bug hit, I've never been able to shake off all that weight from the tall yet obese child I was.I wasn't that fat, just 99th percent tile on my weight.I still have a bit of a chunky outlook. It's not that bad... I just am not as skinny as every other District Four resident. It can embarrass me at times, but at least I'm not like a human bear anymore. Yeah, I have a muffin top, won't wear a bikini, and maybe my legs flap when I run... but now I'm just about twenty pounds over the average weight line. So it's not that bad you little stuck up anorexic bitches out there, so hah!
My skin, like most of the other people in my beautiful district have tanned skin. I get out in the sun hella of a lot more than people would expect for someone like me, so my skin is just a shade more tanned that what one would see walking around the harbor or wherever they choose to strut their ass around. I don't really care where.
Listen, whoever is reading this, you're about to gain information of President Skybird that no one has ever read before. That is, if you like to play my silly game. Did I just call it silly? It's not silly. Dammit, why do I have to change my words up?History:
THE PRESIDENT SIDE-
Well, I am a president,of a silly childish game after allso I must be some sort of cold, hardened bitch, just like Panem's president, right? Don't tell him I said that... or I'll send my henchmen after you! Most of my traits as a game president are pretty much what I am in real life. It's just a more well rounded, more vicious and cold blooded, strict, asshole version of me. I personally think this side of me kicks ass more than the other. It's nice... some people think I have split personality disorder thanks to this, but I can assure you I don't. Well, maybe a little, BUT I AM ANYTHING BUT INSANE. In order to be a president, you need to be domineering and a natural leader, which I do without challenge. I can easily pull of a bitch, president or not. Cause I am one. As a president of my fake country, I often take tours around and kick out people who are misbehaving (which, in the game, means I ripped their body to shreds. Not really, but in the Game being kicked out means I killed them) I tend, whenever I am in the presence of my citizens, to struck around, hands neatly intertwined behind my back, dark sunglasses (If I can find them) over my blue eyes, and walk slowly. It's all about fear, making your citizens believe, know, that you will, without a doubt, not hesitate to hurt them, even if it is a game.
I am bossy. I always have been, even before the creation of the game. I've always wanted, and usually was, the cold and harsh leader of any group I've ever been in. I do make friends, and form very tight bonds with them, for friends bring out what little despicable material inside of me, and I love them for it. I just can't seem to ever be able to control my behaviors fully around them. I've lost many friends because of it. Anyways, that was more of a Luna's Non President Side. President Skybird has no friends. She's even cold to her vice, pretty much. When I go home on the weekends from a day of ruling my Game, I come home to friends. Not to more people to lead with an iron fist, which I absolutely do.
I must admit, I've been a very harsh president, the only president this Game has ever had. I know some of the members think I'm insane. I'm not. If I ever hear someone call me insane, I make sure that I land one right in their face. I do have some depression issues, but it's not that bad or anything. Same with the split personality. The mental issues are only barley noticeable, and I can control them. Ruling with an iron fist is a way to get your citizens to behave, so I do. Whenever I am touring the different regions of the Game, I try to avoid speaking unless I am supposed to give a speech. In my twisted mind, it helps with the cold, iron figure they see me as in the Game, and maybe when we all go home after the Game ends every Saturday.
THE NORMAL SIDE-
I'm still very much alike to my President side. The iron lady inside of me may not be as strong as the President Skybird inside, but it can come very close at times. So think of my basis personality as the President Side for the normal me, just reduced. I do have more than just ice under the skin though. in the normal side, I can actually make friends and have close bonds with them.
I do have a good sense of humor, though the jokes I crack can make the other people around me feel awkward, which makes me awkward too. It's embarrassing to say jokes that weirds people out, well to me it is. I am a very outgoing person, and a headstrong one, which makes me determined to reach my goal, even if I wasn't like that as a child. I am Luna Skybird, after all. People say that when I look into a mirror, I see back half of my face, and half of the cold, sun glasses covered face of President Skybird. They say she's become a part of me. That I'm living a Game. but they don't know that she is me. She always has been me. She's the uncontrolled in anger and iron like behaviors and rules, and actually controlled in normal behavior.
I'm not a well tamed person. When I can, I got out and party my ass off. I don't drink, never have, but at parties my friends and I, we ether crash it or have a blast. It just depends on the host, really. Amazingly, considering my unlikeable personality, actually has a large ring of friends. I don't hang out with all of them all the time, but I make sure to talk to them every once in a while. I do have a dirty mouth, but I'm sure you had already had that figured out, am I correct?
Here goes. This could get a bit long, people.Codeword: oDair
I might as well explain the Game now. I've been blabbering on about it for a while, so I'm sure you guys are all wondering what the hell the game is that I've made such a big deal off. The history before the Game, before I turned 11, doesn't really matter. I was first born to a happy couple. Had a sister two years later. Got into some shitty drama. Then the Game happened.
It started with me, a kid named Ray, his best friend Gordo, and a girl named Petunia. We all hung out for a while on the beach of District Four and exploring the nearby woods every Saturday to pass time. We discovered an old tree house, and started building it back again. We were kids, didn't have much to go off of when it came to building, but Petunia's dad, for some reason, was actually a pretty handy builder when it came to wood works. He helped up with rebuilding the little wooden platform twenty feet above the ground. As we explored more of our District by the woods of the tree house, we started making up our own country, which was originally just for us, with me as President, Ray as Vice President, and Petunia and Gordo as head of regions, like the District Mayor. One day, my sister followed me and told all of my friends, her friends, and Petunia's friends about the Game. The next Saturday, we had about twenty five kids wanting to join the game, excluding my sister. only it wasn't the Game then. I did accept them, added three more regions, and put five of the twenty five in each region, with one being a head if there wasn't already one. Thus, the Game was born.
As the weeks passed, we agreed to be there every Saturday to work as a full community, but members could go to the Game if they wanted to any day they wished. Whenever I wasn't dragged down by homework or useless drama at school, I would go, and be the iron fist that controlled everyone in the Game. As time passed, more people wished to join. I usually allowed them to become a part of the Game, even though it wasn't originally made for other people, I soon realized that it was better with other people. It felt like our own country in a country. We never wanted it to feel like we were a threat to Panem's government. We never wanted it to feel that way, and luckily, I don't think they ever even knew about our Game. Luck was on our side.
Then, when we turned 13, Gordo got reaped. We thought, knew, even he knew, that he was going to die, so we appointed a new Head to his region. It was a hard time for all of us. in our own Game there was no looming danger of the Hunger Games. Our Game had no Games. We were all so caught up in the world we had created that we never thought the Games would create a problem for us. Only that year, just about two years after the Game got started, we lost one of the creators. After that we put a halt to the Game to be able to watch and hope that Gordo would win. We fought hard, and came so close to winning, but in the end, died. We were all shattered by his loss, but had to move on. Life in Panem and in the Game continued on, only in the Game, it felt empty. We've had a few citizens been reaped since, but they were nothing important like Gordo was. He has his own memorial now in the region he once ruled.
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