d5 • tanner rowgan [rewrite]

Since finishing with the bulk of puberty, Tanner stands at a fairly tall height of 6'1''. His body appears much larger than it actually is though, mostly due to the broad shoulders that had filled out quite a bit. Weighing in at around 167 lbs, Tanner is certainly not overweight. His body is lined with the potential for rather large muscles for sure, even though the only thing currently on his body is what comes with working daily at the oil rig. Which is definitely enough of a workout for Tanner. His skin is rather pale despite how much he usually spends out underneath the hot sun. Any tan he originally had working the fields was gone by now and for whatever reason there was no way for him to regain it. In general, he appears much more confident than he once had. With his shoulders extended to their full length and his chin held slightly higher, Tanner appeared to have accepted the death of his brother.

Dark brown hair is often styled in order to stick up by using an almost empty bottle of gel. Light stubble covers all along his jawline, slowly forming into a slight beard. Sometimes he leaves it grow for a few days when he knew that the only place he'd end up going was the oil rig. Tanner was lazy in a way, even if he did wish to take care of himself and keep a good appearance. Thick eyebrows curve around his eye sockets, seeming to be constantly furrowed together as if he was puzzled by something. Which he was in fact. But that would never be shown through something as simple as his eyebrows. Other parts of his face would show how he was feeling. After all, he wasn't very good at hiding when he was sad or in any kind of bad mood.

A rigid jawline ends the otherwise round face of Tanner's. A larger nose sticks out from his face, his nostrils appearing fairly big. Thick lips cover straightened teeth of a fairly white colour. It seems as if all of his facial features are, in general, of a higher size in order to fit with the rest of his body. Ears stick off of his head, always waiting and listening for the sound of his brother. Although he knew very well that it would never happen again, they were just waiting as he hoped for one last boost of confidence or word of advice. That's all that Tanner Rowgan wanted, really. His bright eyes are a mix between a bright green and light brown, forming a rather nice hazel colour. However, the green certainly stands out more and when out in the sun, they seem to sparkle a bright emerald colour.

Thick arms and legs extend from a flat chest that, if he decided to work on the body more, would be rather muscular and toned. His biceps are probably the largest muscles that he actually has, mostly due to him having to handle the equipment at the oil rigs and power plants. His veins along the arm stand out against the pale skin as well as pushing quite a bit on the skin. Large hands are calloused from the years of farm work and his nails are constantly chipped from rough usage. His legs are like tree trunks that keep him rooted to the ground, even if he's not exactly present in his mind. His sizeable feet are much smoother than the two hands since most of his work has never required much more than walking through his field.

Large work boots cover the soft wool socks he always wears. The boots' dark brown colour matches with most of the clothing he decides to wear for both classy and casual events. Denim jeans of dark blue, light blue and grey colouring all sit inside his stand-up wardrobe and are worn down from the many years of use. After he grew out of his original set of outfits, he simply opened up the box of Trace's stuff to get out what he needed. Which turned out to be most of it. Even the button up shirts, the flannel, the plaid and the simple tshirts he would need to wear every day. A cowboy hat sits on his head and has sat there, for the most part, since Trace's death. The final piece to his outfits was a rope necklace that had Trace's ring (which had acted as his token) that always rested around his neck. He would never leave without it so as to constantly keep his brother with him.

A deep voice resonates from his throat as he speaks and his laugh is powerful and booming. Even if he's in a crowded room, his laugh manages to bring the attention towards him. It's rather loud and also rather unheard as of late. He used to love laughing and so he would never hold back if there was a reason for him to chuckle at something. But he hasn't been able to find anything that was particularly funny to him since the 56th Games. And so his voice remained as quiet as he could while remaining heard. A tone of sadness existed every time he spoke, even in his happiest of moods. Even when spending the day with Europa Wie, his best friend, he would have a rather monotone voice. And he didn't know if that would ever change.

Ever since the loss of his brother (and previous best friend) Trace Rowgan, Tanner has had a rather depressing mood to every day activities in life. Despite trying and knowing deep down inside he had to get over it, he was as caught up in the sadness of the loss as he had been when he first heard. Sure, talking to Europa helped him to let out all of his feelings and it certainly did help with some of the feelings. But no matter what he would still feel the loss of the one person he respected more than anybody. Or at least, had respected. Now that position was replaced by somebody else who helped him deal with the sadness and the loneliness that he felt. It wasn't that he missed Trace or that he was sad he had died. That had passed. What bothered him the most was that somebody he loved had been taken away from so easily and there was no way he could get back at them for it.

Tanner is a rather hard worker. He always starts the job at hand with the most effort he can put into it and finishes with nearly the same amount, sometimes even more. Something about working distracts him from the things that go on in life. And making sure it is done right is what sets him apart from many of the people that are found near the oil rigs and power plants. He actually enjoys working, probably due to how accustomed he had become to doing all of the tasks that came with having livestock to take care of. The Rowgan family had a fairly decent sized farm in which they took care of cows and horses, amongst a few other critters such as chickens and ducks. Most of the workload was left with the two boys, which suited Tanner just fine. He grew up working and now knew how to do nothing else other than giving 110%.

Intelligence is certainly something that Tanner possessed and didn't possess at the same time. It all depends on the specific type being discussed. When it came to the textbooks studied in school, Tanner was far from the top student in the class. The intelligence that school taught him, in his opinion, would be useless to his future. After all, working at the power plant and in the oil rigs was a fairly simple task that didn't need much of an education. Although never ending up at the very bottom of his classes with marks, he never was the sharpest tool in the toolshed when it came to textbooks. However, street-wise, Tanner was always rather quick. He knew a lot about how the world worked, or at least thought he did, since he had gone through so much in such a short amount of time. Life experience certainly mattered and in his eyes, he had experienced enough to consider himself street smart.

What came first in Tanner's mind was his family and closest friend. Nothing would ever be more important than them to the young man. Since losing Trace, he has intended on making every day count so that his parents would not have to lose another child whilst having so many regrets. Almost everything he does always comes back around to trying to better his family's life in any way shape or form. However, he, being rather modest as well, never makes it known when he does something. For whatever reason, Tanner doesn't like receiving recognition for something that he sees as necessary. The only person outside of his family that he will do anything and everything for is Europa, his best friend.

The young man has always taken a liking to food ever since he and his brother had been the ones preparing it to be cooked. And since the death of Trace, he has broadened his love for the preparation of it even more. It's not a rare occurrence for him to cook dinner for his family at all as he enjoys being in the kitchen making it as well as ensuring his mother doesn't have to do a single thing.

They were ordinary people that had been put through an event that was completely out-of-the-ordinary. A family that would be seen as so normal was actually so broken on the inside. Markus Aldous Rowgan was a simple man. He worked. He came home. He would read through the paper and sip back his coffee. Take a little nap. And then eat his dinner before going to bed. And he married a rather simple woman who liked to clean and cook, which suited the family just fine. Simple. Everything had been so simple. And when Thimble Hope Gray and Markus had their first child, and their second and eventually their third, things remained simple. First came Trace Markus Rowgan. He was an exact replica of his father in appearance and in personality in most ways. Next was Chrissie-Hope Rowgan who took after her mother.

And last came Tanner Aldous Rowgan. He was the only one of the two who really showed parts from both of the parents in both his appearance and personality. And yet, despite being the youngest, he never truly received the attention he needed. Since his siblings were so similar to his parents, they got along rather well. And where Markus wished for Tanner to be more like him, Thimble wished the opposite. But still, they were simple. Even as they grew up, they remained a fairly normal family. They would all attend their jobs and school and they would go about their tasks like a regular family. And nothing ever really changed until that one day. It hadn't been any different from the year before when they woke up and went to the Town Square. And yet, when the name was called, it was different in every single way.

Trace had been reaped and taken off to fight in the 56th Hunger Games. And despite his impressive score, his rather large build and the obvious intimidating presence he carried, he died rather early on in the Games. Which seemed to just end the worlds of the Rowgan family. That was when their simple little life became much more complex and hard to go through daily. And yet they did it. They had to. For the next few years, the Rowgan family carried on in hopes of their two other kids surviving the Games and not being taken away like the eldest. It hit each of them differently. However, if there was one that had been hit the hardest it was definitely Tanner. After all, they had practically been the best of friends growing up once Trace realized his little brother barely received any attention compared to him.

Which is why Tanner bonded so easily with his current best friend, Europa Wie. She had lost her brother the year after Trace died. And then her sister died a few years afterwards. They knew exactly how the other felt and so they comforted one another during the times that they felt the most sadness and pain. Tanner dedicated most of his time to ensuring that the two of them would be alright, just to distract himself from the painful memories that would often come around. He didn't see how it was fair that he had to go through the stress of losing a loved one, let alone how Europa had to lose two. And so he swore to himself he would make sure that it would never happen again to either of them. If Europa was ever reaped, he would be following her in to make sure she made it out alive.

But neither of them ever found their names being called. Even their last chance of having their names called out passed by without them being in danger. And so Tanner was given a new life. From then on, he would be safe from the threat of the Games along with his sister and his best friend. And in that moment, nothing else really even mattered. Because he was allowed to live without the fear of losing his life. At least for now, he could live.

I'm Damen and this is one of my characters. Instead of going on and on about my life, which you probably don't care about, I'm going to get straight to the point by telling you that my character tracker can be found here. If you see a character that you'd like to RP with, just send me a PM and I'd be glad to answer.

The GHOST.

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