Wolf Otto District 9

I admit, I'm a little on the short side coming in at about 5'7, but I make up for it in leg strength. I'm literally a lean, mean, Running machine. Sadly though I have little upper body strength so I'm only a lean, mean, running machine. As you may have guessed, I'm pretty fit when it comes to the waist down. Waist up though is more of a "meh". It's not that I'm fat but the fact that I don't want to become a super bulky guy. I still hold a moderate six pack but you won't see me chucking 100 pound bags for the fun of it.

As for my looks, I have medium length brown hair swiped to the left in a small attempt to get a girl(which so far hasn't worked). I match this with a deep tan. There are only a few pimples that mess with my skin and I quickly takes them out before people notice. I've been told I have a sort of witty/cocky way of smiling but honestly I normally smirk when I'm oh so cheery. My best features are my sexy eyes. They are a pale blue that look like they belong to a wolf, giving me my name. My only bad mark is strangle marks on my neck from daddy(Love ya dad*Cough*sarcasm), making my neck a very sensitive and protected area. Moral of the story, no touchy da merchandizes!

I'm not really picky on my wardrobe, but when I can I like to wear shirts that kind of stick out. Stuff like Electric blue and neon green are what I try and trade for when I has the money but mostly I suck it up and just wear what fits. At the moment though I've got a pair of casual dark blue jeans and a bright blue hoodie labeled district 9(I can edit out if not appropriate for districts) with a white T-shirt underneath. As for shoes, I'm sad to say I wear beat up sneakers that look like they were rolled on by pigs

I know what your thinking but no I'm not some scare guy running in packs and eating rabbits. Actually I see myself as a pretty easy going guy. I'm is the kind of guy everyone knows and respects but isn't actually friends with. Maybe it's my casual calmness or maybe it's my family history(word gets out, you know?), but whatever it is, people don't want to hang out with me. Of the few friends I have, I'm pretty defensive of them.

My greatest perk is this like calmness I have. A bomb could be ticking right next to me and I would simple calm myself and think of a plan. I also has a very high pain tolerance. Once when I was 7, I stepped on something sharp and I thought it was a thorn. I was like, "well, I should go get mom". When I asked her mom to look at it, I stuck a foot gushing blood in her face. When asked if I felt it I said. "It kind of hurts but I can still walk."

My biggest flaws are the fact that I'm
very afraid of bulky guys. I'm not talking "geez your big", I'm talking "HOLY S---!". This fear comes from what go old dad did to me when I was younger. Also I'll admit I'm also a bit stubborn when it comes to meeting new people. If you make a bad first impression with me, I'll most likely forever hold that as your identity. For example my friend Ellie, who is one of my best friend, did something that I now think is her identity. When we met at age 8, she took some orange juice I was drinking. To this day I won't let her near any liquid I have. Also I've been told(but don't really believe) that I have a very dark sense of humor. People keep saying that I'm offensive and what not but really I don't notice or, not to sound heartless, care.

The only time I'm completely different then my normal calm self is when I'm running. I "Apparently" becomes very aggressive and yells at myself to keep running, Which I guess makes me mentally strong but also makes me look possessed. When people ask me why, I shrug and say I've never notices it and wave it off as a "running habit". You may say possessed, I say motivated!

I was born the year of the 44th hunger games to a loving family of butchers and this lasted for about 2 years until dad became a drunk. The drunk drank away all of our income and constantly beat my mom. Eventually when I was 5, dad strangled me for waking him up because I didn't think, I KNEW, I saw the boogie man under my bed. This event caused the fear I has today of big, bulky guys. Shortly after that, Mom finally booted out dad and we have been getting a steady income sense. At the age of 12, I wanted to help mom so I decided to go into butchering and helped mom run the butcher shop We own, giving me some pretty sick Dagger and knife skills. Not to brag but I can cut anything to shreds within a few seconds. Also I've been working on my throwing skills to kind of pass the time. It's kind of interesting though because even though I'm very delicate when I use a knife, I'm clumsy as hell without it. Like I don't know why but for some reason I have no hand-eye coordination without a knife in hand

As for school, I have always forced myself to get good grades. I need to prove that I wont be the drunk dad was, that I'm going to make a living unlike him. I've always been fascinated in the architecture of all the districts and hopes that if I show how smart I am, I will get to be the architect for district 9 and give mm the good life. For now though I work as hard as I can at the butcher shop and have actually gained some accounting skills from all the orders and customers I handle daily.

when ever I'm is forced to watch the Hunger Games, I take a distinct fascination in the Arena. I kind of wish it could be more urban based but I still like to see how everything is planned out. I used to have a hobby of making up my own courses till mom found out and made me stop. I think she was afraid I wanted to be a game-maker for the games(Never in a million years). Once in a while I think about what I would do in the Hunger Games and I have a pretty good plan on what I would do if I(god forbid) ever have to enter into it. I mean I got my knives and my running, but that's about it so I'd have to be like the assassin dude out-witting everybody.

I'm eager for any criticism you give me to improve. I've RPed before but on a more lenient site so I'm probably not the most impressive person you've seen