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(ABOUT MY CHERRIE: ROLE PLAY LOWER
Name: Alex McCarty
Age: 16
Gender: Male
District/Area: Wanderer
Appearance:
Alex has jet black hair that cuts around his ears and covers his right eye. but is eyes are a emerald green. he is about 5'5'' and weighs about 118lbs the majority of it is muscle. yet his cheeks has gash marks on them from fishing rods and tackle. he is very tan.
Personality:
he is very outgoing, he can make friends at the snap of a twig. yet he can be clumsy if not focused on the task at hand. he keeps to himself for the fact that he doesn't want to start a fight with anyone for a different opinion on the capitol.
History:
Alex was born in District 4, the fishing district also known for having careers. when he was five his father started to train him to get ready for the games, so he was always well fed, what with the hunting and gathering. his mother was never in the picture. once his mother had him she figured out how hard it is to feed her family so she drooped her family and got married to another wealthier man so she wouldn't have to worry about herself. he is an only child so all his fathers attention was on him, to catch the most fish, to bench press the most (which he can bench 85lbs- more than half his body weight). then one day it was time for the reaping and of course they had to work extra hard so in case he was picked he would be able to win. but Alex didn't want to be in the Hunger Games he thought them cruel. and he always despised the capitol. he had had enough of his father telling him what to do and how to do it. so early reaping morning he packed his fishing rod two loafs of bread and a canteen of fresh water in a knapsack and left district 4 to wander around explore new places but that is not all he expected...)


i am walking through the forest. it started raining about an hour ago and i need to set up some snares. but then i think about it, no animal would be stupid enough to be out in this weather. i continue to walk until i find a bush with ripe berries, i strip the fruit and eat some. i know these berries are safe because i have eaten them a lot in my life. i round the other side of the bush to collect more berries when i am stunned to see a girl on a blanket. she looks dead.
despite my mind telling me to turn away and go a different direction, i have to see if she is alright.
i crouch down next to her and check her pulse in her wrist. there is a pulse but it is faint. i try to shake her awake but nothing happens. i put my jacket on top of her to keep her warm and i slowly dose off into a dreamless sleep.

I sense someone walking away. i open my eyes to find the girl gone with my jacket and my pack is missing. the girl must have taken it! i quickly pull the knife out of my belt and begin to fallow the tracks left by the girl. the tracks are hard to find, some times i loose them and find them in a different direction. soon i and face to face with the girl that took my stuff.
my knife is ready in my hand, itching to use my knife, i show it.
"what do you think your doing with my pack, girl?" i say menacingly.

i slide my knife back in my belt. if she tries to do anything i can use brute force (he was trained as a career).
"and what do you think i want, besides my pack? HM.. do you need some help, you look like death. i can help you. are you hungry, i can get food? are you thirsty, the river is about half a mile from here? if you let me have my pack i can help you, with pretty much anything you want. we can trade something if you want. but I'm not a big fan of trading more of giving," i flash a crocked smile.
"please let me help," i stick out my hand, "I'm Alex"