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Aki | Wanderer Jun 4, 2012 7:42:24 GMT -5

Post by Kristal 4_2 on Jun 4, 2012 7:42:24 GMT -5

o χρυσαετός
the sky belongs to no one
the sky was made for free
the sky belongs to everyone
the sky was made for me

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Name | Akilina Chrysó
Alias | Aki
Age | 14 years as of Midsummer's Night
Gender | Female
District/Area | Wanderer, mostly near District 10
Height | 5 feet 0 inches
Weight | 65 pounds
Weapon | Dagger
Codeword | The last name of a dashing character from the second book of a very famous trilogy about a post-apocalyptic, dystopian world... Is it that hard to guess?
Other | Is it alright to use the Greek lettering at the top? It's pronounced o chrysaetós, meaning "the golden eagle". Apart from that, this is my first character! Yay!
Template | This is mostly for my own convenience.

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[size=1][color=white]akilina chrysó | fourteen | wanderer
i am aki | i act either four or forty | i belong to nowhere
she is the golden eagle | she is young but old | she was once from ten
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Last Edit: Jun 10, 2012 8:16:37 GMT -5 by Kristal 4_2

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Aki | Wanderer Jun 6, 2012 7:26:24 GMT -5

Post by Kristal 4_2 on Jun 6, 2012 7:26:24 GMT -5

o χρυσαετός
the sky belongs to no one
the sky was made for free
the sky belongs to everyone
the sky was made for me

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Appearance

Once, Before, I was beautiful.

Back when she was in Ten and the world made sense, she'd had hair the dazzling almost-white hue of sunshine on an eagle's wings, an unusual colour for her District. Her father had always teased her for being as pale as a newly-hatched chick. And so her many relatives (rumour had it that Ten's people bred like the animals they tended) noticed her because she was different. Odd. Apart from her deep brown almond-shaped eyes, she was a stranger in her black-haired, olive-skinned family.

Then Father Time and Mother Nature decided I would look better in gold.

Slowly, her tresses grew richer in tone and texture, giving the impression of a field of ripened grain. She would have stuck out like a sore thumb back in Ten, if she'd still lived there. At any rate, she hated her conspicuous colouring and simply chopped most of it off. The gold flecks that now showed clearly in her eyes and the golden-brown tan she acquired didn't help, either. Mother Nature might have intended a beautiful blessing, but brought about only a curse. Gold became Aki's bane.

But it has its uses. It's become a signal.

She learnt, soon enough, to coat herself from head to toe in mud. What little clothes she fashioned of crudely sewn skins (except in summer--who needs clothes then?) were similarly camouflaged. It provided little help in blending in, but it functions well enough for her to survive. Besides, the burn marks that cover most of her right arm and leg (she's left-handed) were hidden this way.

That's what being a bird is about, isn't it? Surviving.

Some things didn't change though, even as she was reshaped from the ashes of her former self. She'd always been skinny as a stick, with the size to match. She put on some muscle from living out in the woods, though that was about it. Skinny, wiry and tough, and nothing else. Her nails were just as dirty and broken from constant gnawing and her hair, when it grew out a little, was just as tangled and matted a mess. Speed and agility was her game, though she would much prefer to send Scythe into battle in her place.

I'd rather be called the Phoenix. Scythe is the real golden eagle. Not me.

Once, she'd glanced at her reflection in a puddle. A hollow-cheeked girl stared back, with a mud-covered face. On impulse, she'd bent down to wash away the layer of dirt. Surrounded by a halo of warm golden rays, her features were clearly illuminated. Thin lips pressed together in a perpetual scowl. A sharp, bony chin forming the tip of a heart-shaped canvas. A small button nose resembling in no way an avian's beak. A pair of piercing gold-flecked brown eyes. The roots of a mane of pure gold. And scars, scars everywhere: little feathery marks from being scratched and scraped by Mother Nature's thorny glory.

That was the first and last time I looked at myself since I left. It's distracting. I almost got caught.

Now, she looks more or less unchanged since she last glimpsed herself. The only difference is Scythe, the golden eagle who has taken up residence on a thick fur pad tied to her shoulder through all seasons.

Scythe talks simple. He has three objectives: Hunt. Survive. Kill.

Last Edit: Jun 10, 2012 8:15:57 GMT -5 by Kristal 4_2

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Aki | Wanderer Jun 7, 2012 7:55:24 GMT -5

Post by Kristal 4_2 on Jun 7, 2012 7:55:24 GMT -5

o χρυσαετός
the sky belongs to no one
the sky was made for free
the sky belongs to everyone
the sky was made for me

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Personality

There is something strange about her, something we do not understand.

Messing with this little firebrand is not a good idea. She would as likely tear you to pieces as she would offer you a meal for the night. Having been mentally traumatized as a child, she tends to overreact to the tiniest things. Disturbing her sleep is an equally bad notion.

They say her dagger is always by her side, eager to bite even in the midst of dreams.

According to the Capitol, Aki suffers from retrograde amnesia, schizophrenia, dissociative identity disorder and avoidant personality disorder. It's all a bunch of gibberish to her. All she knows is that she doesn't remember anything about Before, nor does she want to. She has frequent flashbacks of IT, and records her life in Good Days, Bad Days and So Very Bad Not Good Days. She hates people and stays away from them. They think her crazy anyways because they can't hear her best friends: the Voices.

She is better off this way. Ten holds too many unwanted memories for her.

Of all the seasons of the year, she loves autumn best. Autumn is a beautiful, sad time. It's a time of preparation for the long, cold winter. It's a time of gathering and rummaging and hunting and not remembering. She doesn't want to remember. She doesn't want to know about Before, because she'll either start hating everyone from Ten or want to return. And she can't return. There is nothing left there for her, the poor mad daughter of a traitor.

There's a place just beyond the fence surrounding Ten where the birds of prey flock.

There is beauty in silence, and silence in beauty. Aki loves silence. She loves the hush that comes every sunset when the Voices are silent and she, who makes less noise than a ghost, is alone but for Scythe to savour the quiet. This is the time when she can just run and run and run into the horizon, a trail of displaced air in her wake. Running helps her to shed all her excess energy. The faster and harder she runs, the better. The nightmares aren't as bad when she's physically exhausted.

We've worked out a system with her. The Peacekeepers think we're just feeding the eagles.

In the daytime, she sings with the birds. She calls to them and they call back. She knows them and they know her. They accept her. But they are not friends. Even Scythe, though he stays with her, is not. An ally, yes. An acquaintance, yes. A friend, no. Eagles have no friends. They have mates and alliances, and no more. In this manner, Aki is as completely alone as a bird amongst humans.

People have begun to forget about her. Her family are all gone now. All that's left are rumours.

On Good Days, she doesn't think, just does. Too much thinking is bad, in her opinion. She lives by her primal instincts most of the time. In fact, it sometimes takes effort just to remember how to speak, because speaking is not like how she imitates the birds. Avian speech is so much easier than human. Sometimes, she even forgets she's a person and tries to fly.

The reaping. Complete silence. A scream rising from beyond the fence. A single thought: The Golden Eagle.

Bad Days are those when fragments of memory bloom in her mind. She tries to push them away. Sometimes she succeeds, sometimes she doesn't. They don't really make sense to her, anyways. On those days, she has to run extra hard at sunset or her demons will catch her in her sleep.

No one has heard from her since.

So Very Bad Not Good Days hurt. Memories of IT are sharp in her mind then, cutting her. Most of those days, she just curls up and bites on her arm to keep from screaming. Sometimes, she finds herself several miles from her camp with no memory of having fled. But, as she follows her broken path back, she can smell her own fear in the air.

She is a symbol of the Capitol's ability to break a person, and that should never be done to anyone. Never.

That's it, really. Aki is simply a quick, nimble, fierce warrioress with very keen senses, a very very broken mind and a very very very deep loneliness who struggles not to remember. Simple, as she would say. Humans are the ones who chose to complicate things. They should all follow the example of the simple-minded birds.

She was never one of us, but she was. She still isn't, but she is. It's how life is. And Ten takes care of its own.

Last Edit: Jun 10, 2012 8:14:30 GMT -5 by Kristal 4_2

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Aki | Wanderer Jun 9, 2012 7:59:27 GMT -5

Post by Kristal 4_2 on Jun 9, 2012 7:59:27 GMT -5

o χρυσαετός
the sky belongs to no one
the sky was made for free
the sky belongs to everyone
the sky was made for me

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History

It is not needed here.

Aki's life is pretty much sorted into three categories: Before, IT and After. Before came before IT and After is anything after IT. Simple. Yet, somehow, her life is not as simple as she'd like it to be.

It would have been quick and painless, but the mother insisted that she live.

Before was a glorious burst of life. Aki was a happy, healthy child--well, physically healthy. She always seemed to hear voices from inanimate objects, whom she claimed were her friends. She'd already begun to hate humans back then. Otherwise, life was good in Ten with her huge family of cousins and uncles and aunts. But not siblings. Her parents, who were well in their thirties, were lucky to have a child at all, even if their only daughter was to be a mad one.

She lived to show what the Capitol can do. She is a warning to all in Ten. At least, she was.

Her mother was a horse breeder and her father broke them in and trained them. As horses didn't bring in as much money as most of the other livestock, Aki was given charge of the family's small flock of chickens before she even began school. Their extended family often said that her mother was a fool to marry "the bastard son of a whore" and nothing good would come out of their relationship. Aki, of course, was completely clueless as to what that meant at the time. Her mother told her it just meant they weren't going to be rich any time soon, and she was okay with that.

The traitors' offspring are punished for their parents' deeds. It has been thus since before Panem rose to glory.

Then, one fateful day when she was ten, she woke to find that her father was missing. Her mother seemed to know what was going on, but refused to tell Aki. Less than an hour later, Peacekeepers came knocking on their door.

She's not likely to forget her luxury stay at the Capitol in a hurry.

What followed was IT. Endless questions asked about whatever her father had done and wherever he was that she couldn't answer. Pain and fear in never-ending doses. She was forced to watch as they tortured her mother, too. And, from behind what appeared to be an ordinary wall to her, her father looked on at the horrors his wife and child were witnessing. Still, he refused to cave in to the Capitol's wishes.

We have her to thank for testing out our newest weapon: venom.

It was the hijacking that finally broke him. They only gave her a small dose of the lethal stuff, but to watch his only daughter writhe in pain, clawing at the walls in a futile attempt to escape her hallucinations... it was too much. He died in a typical public nationwide televised execution, as befits a traitor. Aki was forced to watch, and so was her mother. Then there came a period of utter confusion for Aki, who had no idea what "mentally unstable", "consequences will last for life" and "kinder to let her go" meant.

We were too merciful. Now, it knows too much. It is dangerous. But we are not afraid.

After IT, Aki and her mother returned to Ten. But they didn't stay long. As soon as the Peacekeepers stopped watching their every move, they left with nothing but a couple of concealed daggers and the clothes on their backs. Her mother, whom, it turns out, knew a lot about plants, animals and the various uses or dangers of their body parts (she used to read a lot as a child, she claimed) managed to keep them alive for several months. Then, as Aki reached her thirteenth birthday, her mother made Aki recite whatever she could remember about concealment techniques and nature and the danger of humans. The memory of her mother nodding her approval, requesting for her body to be brought back to the fence around Ten, asking Aki to count to ten before following her and promptly leaving still haunts her on Bad Days and So Very Bad Not Good Days. She rounded a bend to find her mother's dagger in her heart, slain by her own hand.

It's barely a blip on our radar. After all, what can one expect of a deranged homeless girl?

Aki did bring her mother's body back to the fence, and kept vigil nearby till someone found her and slipped out to get her. (It's no big deal to slip under the fence, really, as it's hardly ever electrified.) Then she left, learning to survive on her own. But she wasn't alone in trying to live.

The mother's dead. Suicide. The daughter is beginning to learn that the world is waiting for her to trip and fall.

Not far beyond the fence of Ten, there is a clearing backed with trees where birds of prey can often be seen. Entrails, rotten meat and the like are often thrown in big bundles towards the clearing. When the people of Ten heard the rumours that Aki was still alive, they started tossing small notes over the fence with the meat. She sent Scythe back to them with a braid made of a few strands of her hair. Now, they always know she's around when a golden eagle swoops in, retrieves a bit of meat from the bundle and leaves, only to make a beeline a short while later for the fence. Aki always sends Scythe, the golden eagle, back with something: a feather, a rock, a bit of moss. That is how she got her nickname.

The Golden Eagle. Not a bad title for one so unworthy.

But wait: there's more. Aki remembered, one So Very Bad Not Good Day, how her father used to bring her to that spot by the fence that's just a little bit higher than everywhere else. He used to toss bits of meat to the eagles when they could afford it, and encouraged their fellow Ten residents to do the same. Because, though he'd always worked with horses, he'd always loved the ruthless avians more. He'd taught her all he'd read and heard about eagles and falcons. Unknowingly, he started a ritual that would save his daughter's life in the topsy-turvy days after her mother's death. And that is all you need to know about Aki's past.

District Ten can have their Golden Eagle. Panem has something much more important: Snow.

Last Edit: Jun 17, 2012 8:12:56 GMT -5 by Kristal 4_2

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Aki | Wanderer Jun 10, 2012 8:19:28 GMT -5

Post by Kristal 4_2 on Jun 10, 2012 8:19:28 GMT -5

Done. Took me ~~forever~~ about a week to finish, but, well, here it is in all its shameful glory.

I'm sorry for rambling so much.

And this is random, but Rudolph the rainbow-striped glowing radioactive laser-nosed reindeer is WAY cooler than Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer. *is obsessed with Rudolph*

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