Jamal, District 2

Jamal is tall for his age at 5'5, and is built like a house. His muscles are large and toned from training for the Hunger Games and his tendency to wear fitted t-shirts only accentuate this.

His streaked blonde hair falls in waves to his shoulders and his dark brown eyes are highlighted by almost non-existent eyebrows. His nose is straight and pointed, his cheekbones high and almost feminine in quality. His lips are fuller than average, and slightly lopsided.

His skin is oddly colored, pale and yellowed like old parchment paper which makes his muscles look more grotesque than appealing. In general his features tend to give him a rather sallowed and depressed look.

His eyes are the one exception to his rather bland and morose appearance. Though dark brown, they stare out of his head like lasers, sharp and intelligent, always watching and assessing. Their gaze is unblinking and often appears haughty or suspicious.

Jamal is a Career to the core. He is an avid watcher, and trainee for the games and has a tendency to swallow any line that Capitol may throw at him. He watches and mimics the violence, often translating the cruelty into every day situations.

With friends and to a slightly lesser extent, strangers, Jamal is extremely outgoing and charismatic. He makes jokes easily (though often tasteless ones) and is hardly touched by embarrassment or shame. He is fearless in social and physical situations, his only real fear being flies. ('They're ugly, they eat rotting flesh and poop and they fly into your mouth while you sleep. It's a totally rational fear!')

Underneath his chummy exterior Jamal is a deadly Career waiting to happen. His thirst for violence makes him cruel and impulsive, often leaping into a fight before even knowing what he's fighting for. His temper is shorter than a candle wick, and often flares up for no reason. He also becomes a brat when things don't go his way.

Jamal resents his sister. He feels like she is trying to stop him from becoming a Victor, and hates her over-protectiveness. His anger towards her is almost strong enough to hurt her, and at the rate he is going by the time he's 16 he will have done something awful.

Jamal never knew his brother who died in the Hunger Games. If he had, maybe he would have felt different about them. But the warped, Capitol fed lies he learned in school mixed with 'carrying on the family honor' only made his hunger for the games grow. (ooc: eh eh? See what I did there? Eh eh?Ah, never mind.)

By the time Jamal was five he was reenacting past games with his friends, and when he turned twelve he bought all the tessera he could to try and get into the Games. He wants to volunteer but when he was nine he promised Alliance he would never do that. (He is many things, but he would never break a promise willingly.)

When Jamal was eight, he broke his arm in a fight with a boy from school. The pain rendered him nearly incoherent. His low threshold for pain angered him so greatly that he began devising ways to heighten it. He broke his arm three more times after that, just to get used to it, shattered his collar bone when he jumped off his house, and breaks his toes on a regular basis. By now, it's surpassed just a technique to do better in the Games and has become an addiction, something he can't live without.

Unlike his sister, Jamal's relationship to his parents was never very good. They fear him to a certain extent, his temper and blood lust can be rather alarming. Jamal spends most of his day with friends or at school, and hardly ever sees his parents, especially his mother. She often tries to pull him back to her, but he resists, a firm believer in the 'love is for losers' method.

I really wanted to get this in before Alliance had been posted for too long. It's a little rushed but I think it should be okay.