Evelyn Supancic~District Nine

Name: Evelyn Supancic
Age: 15
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 9
Appearance:

Evelyn stands tall and upright with her long arms dangling at her sides. Her long red hair seldom gets brushed. Evelyn’s eyebrows hang low over her bright green eyes and they are always furrowed in deep concentration as she tries to remember simple things like directions or the names of relatives. Very little fat exists on Evelyn’s body. Very little muscle exists there either. For the most part, Evelyn’s lanky figure primarily consists of freckled skin and bones. Evelyn tries to smile as often as possible, but in her desolate world, it is incredibly easy to forget to be happy.

Even several months after her accident, scars and bruises plaster Evelyn’s delicate skin and an egg-sized bump remains on the side of her head. Evelyn uses her arms as most people would use post it notes or an agenda book. They are covered with messily written reminders. “School 8:15,” “Water plants” “528, Water Street,” “My name is Evelyn Supancic.” She goes through several bottles of her mother’s ink each week to write these reminders, but still she fails to remember everything she should. Evelyn worries some about what people think of the scrawling up and down her arms and the distinctive ink smell that accompanies them, but without her notes, Evelyn is totally lost.

The entire Supancic family loves color. Evelyn is no exception. Vibrant dresses with loud patterns fill the young girl’s wardrobe. The girl would not be caught dead wearing grey, or anything else that isn't at least a little obnoxious. Evelyn is not particularly graceful, and for someone who makes ink, that can only mean one thing—ink splotches. Most of Evelyn’s flashy garments are at least a little spattered with assorted colors of ink.

Personality:

Ever since she was in a car wreck that resulted in the death of her younger brother, Evelyn has not been able to remember anything. Her amnesia gives people the impression that Evelyn is ditzy, indecisive, and negligent. To some extent, those people are right. It takes Evelyn for ever to make up her mind about anything and she makes absent-minded remarks sort of her trademark. Evelyn tries to take her forgetfulness in stride. She makes jokes about her memory—or rather lack thereof—and attempts to be as polite as possible when she asks someone their name for the fourth or maybe fifth… time.

Those around her sometimes find Evelyn’s memory loss to be cumbersome. Her parents spend much of their time explaining things to their daughter. Evelyn realizes this and makes a conscious effort to be kind to everyone she meets. After all, she very well may end up relentlessly asking them repetitive questions. Evelyn gives what she can to others. Much of the homeless population of District Nine knows that she willingly and quickly gives her pocket money to the less fortunate. And you can always spot some old, inky clothes on the racks at the local consignment shop that Evelyn has donated. She is quick to volunteer her time and loves to help others.

Evelyn’s car accident has changed her personality for the better. She was a hateful and selfish young girl until she became dependent on those around her for basic information. Evelyn shamelessly used and deceived people to get her way and had little regard for the wellbeing of others. The girl’s teachers complained of her spiteful pranks. Since losing her memory, Evelyn has been forced to carry the baggage of her past misdoings. Almost everyone she used to know is at least a little chilly towards her. Worse yet, although the girl tries to be nice, she has problems with randomly lashing out at people. Evelyn worries about turning back into bitch she once was. And her angry bouts are quickly followed by pangs of extreme guilt and depression.

Being round ink so much, it would be impossible for Evelyn not to get into art. Despite her love of color, Evelyn’s artwork is almost all black and white. She loves to draw portraits and prides herself in artistic abilities.

[/color][/blockquote]History:

Mr. and Mrs. Supancic are ink makers and they taught Evelyn to continue the family business from an early age. Ever since she was a kid, Evelyn would mix dyes in her parents shop and her parents can't remember a time when her fingernails were not stained. Evelyn has proven herself a capable salesperson as well. Since she started working for her parents and talking to buyers, they experienced dramatic increases in sales. Evelyn’s drawings adorn the walls of Supancic Ink.

Evelyn fit the textbook definition of “wild child” by the age of fourteen. Everyone knew that she was into hard liquor, marijuana, morphling, acid, really you name it she’s tried it. Her parents tried to cut her off for a while until they realized that their precious daughter would sell her body for drug money. At her lowest point, Evelyn even broke into houses to get money. Her parents feel guilty about it, but some part of them is happy that Evelyn has been able to sober up and calm down since the traumatic incident.

Five months ago, the Supancic family was driving home from work when their small family car was hit by a pickup truck. The car crumpled up accordion style, crushing Charley. A loose piece of debris knocked Evelyn squarely in the head, making sure she lost more than her younger brother: her memory. She remained in a coma for the next two months, and remembers nothing before she woke up. Her parents spent almost all of their family money to take advantage of the fact that Evelyn has no recollection of her pre-wreck endeavors. The local apothecary happily gave the teenage addict a safe, confined, drug free rehab if you will for a hefty fee. Fortunately, Evelyn managed to get over her addictions she doesn’t know she had.

The extreme apothecary bill forced the Supancics to take loans on all of their assets. Of course to the loving parents, this is a small price to pay for their daughter to have a second chance not to screw up her life. But Evelyn will start her second chance by coming home to an indebted and destitute family. Her parents are determined to never let their daughter know about her past. They have fed her lies about how she was their little angel. They fear that someday soon, their new angel will meet one of the demons from her past and transform into the girl they remember.

[/color] [/blockquote]Codeword: odair
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