District 11: Isabella Zulpo(WIP)
May 31, 2012 9:05:33 GMT -5
Post by anthena427 on May 31, 2012 9:05:33 GMT -5
Dear Mr. Mayor,
[/size]Come take a walk with me.[/size]
Let's pretend we're just two people and[/size]
You're not better than me.[/size]
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.[/size][/center]
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[/size] N A M E [/size])[/size] Isabella Zulpo [/size]([/size] N I C K N A M E S [/size])[/size] Gangster Girl, Bell [/size]
([/size] A G E [/size])[/size] Thirteen [/size]
([/size] G E N D E R [/size])[/size] Female [/size]
([/size] D I S T R I C T[/size] / [/size] A R E A [/size])[/size] District 11[/size][/left]
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[/size] A P P E A R A N C E [/size])[/size][/left]What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
[/size]Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?[/size]
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?[/size]
Are you proud?[/size][/center]
[/size] It's so much prettier then the clothes i'm wearing.[/size] I look down at the black shirt with long sleeves and a v-neck, the small black strechy pants, and the big hat hat upon my head.[/size] My ugly casual wear.[/size] I stare at the door as a tall man stands before me. He had to be at least 6'0 while I stand so small at 5'0. His eyes meet mine so I try to smile.[/size] "Mr. Mayor, Would you mind me asking some questions about the district people and maybe a little bit about yourself?"[/size] "Alright kid. Come on in,"[/size] Stepping out of the door way I climbed up a small step and was offically into the mayor's home. The seats looked comfortable and the room was painted in a stange maroon color.[/size] Like a capitolite.[/size] He pointed to a seat and I plopped my butt right down. It was softer then I had imagined and seemed like it was stuffed with rose petals from the scent. The mayor sat in a chair, grabbed some tea, and finally asked [/size] "So what is you wanted to talk to me about?"[/size] "What do you think of the district people? Me in general,"[/size] "Stand up,"[/size] His voice was firm so I decided to do as he said. He eyes seemed to wander around my figure, checking every little detail.[/size] This is very uncomfortable...[/size]Taking a deep breathe I approach the mansion. Clicking the bell I can't take my glaze off the golden door nob.
He pointed back to the seat I was once sitting in. I dashed to so quickly that I must have looked like a jack rabbit. He walked slowly back to his seat.[/size] "Well, Your hair is so dark. Could you consider coloring it?"[/size] "Maybe,"[/size] My parents could never afford it.[/size] "Your eyes are a dark brown just like your hair. The features are fitting.Also, your face is gorgeous. Your nose is small though, might need to get that fixed. Your head is porportionate with your body so your good there but I mean, get something to get rid of those small blemishes."[/size] My mouth nearly dropped from the snesation of words.[/size] He's honest! I love it![/size] "Zits? Blackheads?"[/size] "Yes, The inside of the egg will get rid of those so quick that you won't even remember them. You look like you try to wear makeup. Do you?" [/size]Nodding, I cross my legs. [/size] "Yes actually, I make my own makeup out of plants from the fields I get to take home,"[/size] He smiles at me and mutters something under his breathe I can't understand.[/size] "Did you ever notice that your legs contriute to your height and they are quite hairy?"[/size] "Yes, Yes I have and I'm meaning to shave them,"[/size] He starts gazing on my arms and hands.[/size] "Also, yours arms are kind of long but not stretched out long and your hands are way to boney for my liking. You need to eat something and now looking at you, your stomach is showing your ribs. That is so discusting!"[/size] He just got up out of his chair and left the room, coming back with a plate of something he called 'steak'.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/color][/size][/justify]
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[/size] P E R S O N A L I T Y [/size])[/size][/left] How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
[/size]How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?[/size]
How do you walk with your head held high?[/size]
Can you even look me in the eye?[/size][/center]
[/size] Another luxuary my family could never afford.[/size] It slips my lips before I could stop myself.[/size]"If you have all this food why don't you give some to the district people? Many drop from starvation while you feast on all these legacies,"[/size] He just stop there for a moment and glares at me.[/size] "Do you realize how blunt you are? If I wanted to give up my food I would,"[/size] Selfish, exactly like a capitolite. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/color][/size][/justify]Taking a big bite out of the streak, my mouth waters. It's so juicy yet it has this burnt flavor to it that makes it neutral with all the others.
