Dray--D5

Name: Ahsoka Jaina Dray Rumor
Age: Twenty
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 5
Appearance:

Ahsoka Dray is a medley of races, as her mother was a half Native American, half Hispanic woman, and her father was Caucasian and African American. I was born, and half of District Five was just so amused. If only I had been part-Asian, people would muse. My mixed heritage was something for people to speculate about when I was so young, would I inherit the best traits of my parents and become some stunning beauty-queen, or would I take a nose-dive and end up getting all the worst of the races. That question was answered soon enough, three years, give or take a few months, later that question was answered for life. Ahsoka Drays family had issues--her father was a drunk, and when he pressed a lighter to her small cherubic face, running it down the right side of her body, things changed forever. The burns weren't too severe, but a girl who most likely would have grown up to be the bubbly, friendly type of girl with a cute little body and matching face, turned into a deformed, emotionally and physically abused girl. Ahsoka Dray grew up with awful scars, constantly bruised and beaten up by her drunk father. Nobody noticed the beauty of her unique dark, olive green eyes because just beneath her right eye, was that scar. Nobody noticed how well toned her body was, because anything less than a long turtle-neck and her scars were visible. Her whole body carried the look of a victim, and that's exactly what Ahsoka Dray became. Constantly being taunted You don't belong with normal people Ahsoka, you should be penned up with the animals. Even they coudl tell how damaged and ugly you are though. Even they wouldn't accept you, Ahsoka...Finally at the age of eighteen Ahsoka used her inheritance and natural persuasion to convince some Peacekeepers to give her some Capitol-Brand medical cream that managed to smooth out her damaged skin, and turn the color of her scars from a sickening crimson and ashy black onto a mute, dulled color that one could find on a person with one of those strange, large scars that discolored their skin. Things got easier and finally people began to notice Ahsoka Dray for other physical qualities besides her awful scars.With nothing to cringe at, people, mostly guys started to see that Ahsoka Dray, even though she was short and had minimal curves that had earned her almost as much teasing as her scars (because apparently any girl without double-D's had a boyish figure and shoudl be branded for a life as an unwomanly tom-boy.) ...Ahsoka Dray still had a nice enough figure. Well pronounced hips, and a good outfit could turn even Ahsoka into a tough, fiesty looking femme fatal. The skin that wasnt marred by discoloration was radiant and had a nice olive-y color during the winter time, and turned nearly black after just a few days of summer sun. Her feminine face with its strong features and deep-set olive green eyes, could convince anybody that Ahsoka Dray is at least plain, maybe even cute. Looks dont matter to me much, but Id be lying to myself If I said I could care less what people think of me. After eighteen years of being a monster in the eyes of a child, and no competition in the Boyfriend Games, then suddenly becoming a good-looking person If I do say so myslef, has proven to make me one of the only people in District Five who makes sure that their clothes fit well, watches her weight, and applies make-up in an artistic expertly way. After so long being so ugly, who could blame me for being a little bit vain. I have something now, guys look at me these days and I dont want to loose that like all the other pretty girls who get wrinkles and double-chins and sagging skin all over the place. I will fight for my looks... 

Personality:

Some people, no matter what age they are, are always young at heart, whereas others are born with Old-Souls and a natural know-it-all way about them. Others, when they're still very young and still have not formed basic personality, can be altered one way or another. Maybe Dray would have grown up to be a ditzy, optimistic woman but because she was only three years old when the Lighter 'Accident' happened, Dray instead became a mature, hard girl. In the higher-up Districts children are molded to be tough and strong at young ages with their training, and in the lower Districts simply staying alive turns everybody into a tough, ever-so-experienced person. In my District, we don't fit into either category, we don't have to hunt for food all that often, nor do we train like Careers. People have too much free time in District Five, so we start rumors, we gossip, we're all so vicious that if you don't develop a second-skin then things can get pretty ugly for even the nicest, most perfect girl on the block. Suicide rates are high, and illegal poachers are brought to the center of town way too often. We have no excuse for stealing 'the Capitols rightful food-supply,' like people from Districts nine through twelve do. We're never too skinny, who do we think we are stealing their food. Life is rough when you're in the middle because there is no such thing as an excuse for anything.Due to the way she was raised, Ahsoka was able to learn how to keep her opinions to herself, shut her mouth and agree with anything her head-case parents, or her ancient, snake-like predator teachers had to say. Ahsoka, you're so weak--you cant even kill a beast without crying about it. Sure. Ahsoka Dray, your face is a hideous reminder of the fact that your father and I should have never had children. Okay, that's right. You should never have been born. If only I hadn't been. The insults and complaints came by the dozens no matter what day, time, or reason. Ahsoka Dray essentially became a woman who did not care about what happened to her, because life was already so bad, how could it get worse? If she hunted illegally, the Capitol would not turn her, a grotesque scar-ridden girl, into an Avox. If they killed her, death would be welcomed. Thats when I got my cream. Ahsoka got her medical cream and suddenly nobody teased her, life was not so unbearable and the woman began to care. She developed a crude, snarky sense of humor, strong opinions on the state of the world, and a perpetual smirk. Finally when somebody called her name out, Ahsoka Dray could look up proudly and ask in an innocent, mischievous tone of voice, 'Did somebody ask for me?' Down with the weak, Ahsoka Dray original model, and finally just as everybody suspected Ahsoka Dray became the beautiful multi-racial girl. Maybe If I had just been black or white or red or whatever, people wouldn't notice little things like how much I enjoyed a good debate and then there was my lazy streak, I was quick, and had a temper, and was a big, fat liar. Maybe they would say, 'oh that's jus the Native American in her, or something like that. I guess Im fine with people believing I inherited the golden, or well-known traits of all my peoples though. Scapegoats make people more comfortable around me, just like the fact that they can blame my scars on something, a story from my hard past, comforts people. Wouldn't it be a shame if nobody knew the 'real' story behind my ugliness? Wouldn't it be so terrible if I was a mystery? 

History:

 Four months before the birth of Ahsoka Jaina Dray, something happened. Mariah Webster, fiancé to Nicolai Rumor went to the doctors office, to make sure her darling baby was alright and developing well. That's when she found out that there was to be two darling babies except for the tragic fact that one of them was going to be a still-born. Mariah's fiancé was a Peacekeeper, with a hot-shot attitude and large temper, Mariah thought it would be best that he never knew that she had lost one of the children, better he think he was supposed to be a father to only one, then have to bear the pain and shame of loosing a child before it had the chance to live. Indeed it was shameful to have been so close to being blessed with twins, but then just not be (forget the fact that the living child might earn a weird reputation because he or she had lived in the womb with a dead baby for five months. Who wants their kid to have been hanging with a dead kid that long? Did the poor thing infect the living one?) Mariah had her children, and two days later her fiancé came to visit his one and only daughter, Ahsoka Andrea Rumor. The still-born was forgotten. It was a secret Mariah took to the grave. A few months later Ahsoka's parents tied the knot and the Peacekeeper husband with his stay-at-home-mom wife lived happily ever after, or well besides the fact that Nicolai Rumor regularly beat his wife, and managed to deform his daughter before she was even going to school, then there was the verbal and physical fights that took place in the Rumor household, and all the times Nicolai refused to feed his wife if he thought she was looking a little too heavy. Besides all that, and more, Ahsoka Dray had a charming little childhood. As a little kid, she had many friends found in the form of her families animals, as a teenager boys would ask her out as a practical joke and she did well in school. So maybe, truly, deep within herself Ahsoka Dray knew she had a terrible, lonely childhood (well duh!!!)The day her parents disappeared and never turned up, was the best day in all of the sixteen year olds life. Avoxes, her parents had become filthy, lower-class Avoxes who would spend their lives mutely trapped within the Capitol. For two years Dray lived in the orphanage of District Five, before finally reaching legal age and moving out into a small apartment in the center of town. Thats when I finally put all of my life's savings, and my parents savings into a successful bribe. A large five-digit amount of money in exchange for a Capitol-Made cream that was guaranteed to dispel any unwanted scars, acne, or discoloration for citizens of the fine city who were too delicate to just get a nice surgery that would fix them up all nice and pretty. I paid the head Peacekeeper and she provided me with what I wanted. Life got even better after that because the cream had instant results and suddenly I was not just some comical ugly duckling. I was a freaking swan. Ahsoka Dray was a proud, independent woman who suddenly had become a hot commodity. Girls who had been to afraid to be friends with the nice freak suddenly approached her, telling her how happy they were that she had gotten rid of her 'little problem,' and Ahsoka was going on dates nearly every Saturday. Live was heavenly. Her parents had been forgotten long ago and Ahsoka Dray was free of worries. She still had the air of a mature, wise woman, but now it helped her reputation. But then it happened.The Hunger Games rolled into town and in came in a group of Capitol born and bred citizens here to help start off the festivities. They brought Avoxes. Her parents were among them, and in a desperate attempt to communicate with them, Ahsoka snuck into the quarters of her Districts representative. Not only did I manage to get myself publicly beaten for such a heinous crime, but my parents were suspected spies and just to be safe, rather than sorry, they were killed. I had never loved them, but they were my only blood-relatives, and it made me feel so alone... Ahsoka Dray is now trying to work through her problems. And once again, Im just another loner-girl...

Codeword: muttations
Comments/Other:

^^ Shes very interesting, I might have her become a runaway but I dunno...