Scarlet Gwyneth Argon - D2

Name: Scarlet Gwyneth Argon
Age: Fifteen
Gender: Female
District: District Two

Appearance:

Without a doubt, the most striking of her physical appearance would be the dead cells that collect together to form a messy collection of hair. Falling about five inches past her shoulders, her hair is in a, what seems to be fake, red shade. However, she has yet to use any type of dye to enhance the red in her hair or change the other shade all together. Though she informs people that her hair is completely real, she remains to get criticized for being fake. Most of the times, ones may spot Scarlet’s hair in a bun on the top of her head. Nevertheless, one may find her hair down, either straight or curly.

Her eyes are rather large compared to the rest of her visage. If Scarlet was the type of girl that was obsessed with her appearance, the characteristic might drive e her insane. But, the girl is not; therefore, those big of eyes of hers are nothing but another physical trait to her. The color of the irises is of a bright green hue, another trait people believe is not real. However, if the people that accuse her of being fake had ever met her mother, they would know that the color of her eyes was identical to her mothers. Lining those real green eyes are normal eyelashes (not too thin or too thick) and amateur sculpted eyebrows are above those eyes.

Other facial attributes include her small nose. She considers this trait adorable rather than troublesome. Her lips are fat and take quite the amount of space on her face. Though very plum, she thinks that the characteristic makes her appear more beautiful. The shade of her lips is of a light pink shade until altered with saliva. Then, the color of her lips appears to be that of reddish pink color. Her ears, though mostly covered by her hair, are not too large or too small. They look as if they are pinned back toward her head rather than sticking out like Dumbo ears. Her face appears to be in the shape of heart because of her angler chin and round cheeks.

Though she is anything but starving, the young girl has a rather small figure. Her limbs are thin and waist, butt, and chest almost nonexistent. Sometimes tainted with blues, purples, and reds that are bruises and sores, her skin is pale. Scarlet blames the color of her skin on her lack of outdoor activities. The girl stands about 5’6 and weighs a mere 97 pounds. Her torso is short while her slender legs are long. To match the rest of her body, her feet are tiny as well as her toes, fingers and hands.

Her clothing style varies. During the summer, she often wears shorts and baggy shirts. Though her body is covered with bruises, she can blame the spots on her Career training rather than the “other” reason. Spring and fall attire are, remotely, the same. Most of the time, one may spot her wearing light jackets and thin jeans. Winter is the times for lots of layers and scarfs. Also, she is quite fond of different shades of blues and greens since the color doesn’t clash with her red hair.

Personality:

Perhaps she doesn’t want to accept reality; therefore, living in a world of her own creation. Her life sucks. Who could blame her want to live a life she wants? In her mind, she is a superhero, defending herself and others from District 2 crime and control. Her small figure is only a distraction. In fact, Scarlet possesses super strength as well as flight, invisibility, shape shifting, and mind reading. Her name is “The Scarlet Mistress” and she dresses in a red costume equipped with Capital weapons. Every citizen loves her while the criminals despise her. However, though she would never admit it, she knows she needs to escape her fantasy and face her life head on like her altered personality would.

Scarlet considers herself a sort of social outcast. This is a result of her own isolation. Unlike “The Scarlet Mistress”, speaking to other people of her age frightens her. Also, as a child, she was often criticized for her red hair and green eyes since her classmates thought she was building a false appearance. The tormenting continued throughout her life up to her life right now. In her fantasies, she harms the individuals that have cause her so much emotional pain over the years. She hates them. So, she figures, isolating herself from the people that have harmed her was the best thing she could do. Plus, those sorry peers are not worth the time.

Because of her constant bullying, Scarlet found that the words harmed her self-esteem. The words forced her to think she was exactly what they were calling her. Fake. Soon, she was agreeing with her peers, admitting she must be fake since every person could see it. Because of all of this, she was frightened what people would say about her behind her back or to her face. Soon, she had become so insecure, that she began to think about other things that are wrong with her. Perhaps she was weak. Or maybe a slut. Stupid. Skinny. Useless. And she knew everyone else had to be thinking it too.

For a while, she was good at hiding her emotions. She still is. However, as more years past, the more emotionally unstable she had become. Even the slightest cruel joke can make her upset or angry. Losing a fight in the District Two training center fires her up. Nevertheless, she would not dare let anyone see those true emotions. Though she keeps a tough face on the outside, she waits until no one is around before she breaks down and cries. On a normal day, she could rise from her bed with tears still lingering beneath her eyelids.

Being a Career wasn’t a choice made by her. It was her father’s decision. Nevertheless, she makes regular trips to the training center in order to be able to defend herself if she was ever forced into the arena and to fight off the “other” thing. She found, when forced into combat, she is better with projectile weapons such as spears, throwing knives, and bows and arrows rather than weapons such as swords. This is so because she doesn’t have enough physical strength to successfully wield handheld weapons. The same thing applies with hand-to-hand combat. Because of her lack of strength, she cannot strike a person very well. However, she is quick and can avoid most blows that come her way as well as escaping most grips her opponents might put her in. In most of her training sessions, she uses her opponent’s weight against themselves. Recently, she has been studying the human anatomy, finding pressure points within the body and using them to her advantage.

In her fights with the other tributes, she allows “The Scarlet Mistress” to rise. TSM is very headstrong when it comes to battles. She refuses to lose a battle even though she loses to stronger Careers all the time. However, TSM does about anything to fairly win a fight. Cheap shots. Pressure points. Harming her opponent more than nesscary. TSM is fearless in battle. Nothing frightens her. Losing a limb? They can sew it back on. Broken nose? Nothing surgery can’t fix. Dislocated shoulder? Just popped that back into socket.

History:

Like everyone else in this world, Scarlet had a mother and father. Hers so happened to be together and alive. And at the hospital when she was born. Her mother had been in labor for eight hours before Scarlet finally decided to make her appearance into the world. She was a squirmy one and refused to spot moving. At birth, the baby had thin locks of bright red hair and green eyes identical to her mothers. Because of the shade of her hair, the happy parents named their beautiful daughter, Scarlet. “Gwyneth” came from her great, great Aunt and she was forced to take her father’s surname, Argon.

When Scarlet was one, her mother when out to the store since their family servants were a little too busy completing other household tasks. She was merely going to get milk since Scarlet fancied it so much. However, when her mother returned, her clothing had been ripped and her face had been wet from tears. Her visage was also red in spots that would turn to bruises soon. Her mother had been attacked on her way back home. The next day, Scarlet’s mother’s face had been sworn to a point where she could not see. Her father believed that she had a broken cheekbone. However, when she was asked to go to the hospital, she refused. Scarlet’s mother decided never to go outside again.

Ever since her mother’s assault, Scarlet was forced to grow up within the walls of her home. Her mother claimed that, as long as they stayed inside, danger and death could not touch them. Scarlet wasn’t allowed to have a real childhood. Her best friends had been her family’s servants even though her mother told her numerous times to avoid the servants at all costs. She didn’t want her child learning of the activities that go on outside, afraid that Scarlet would like to take part in the tasks. Also, she didn’t want her daughter to contract an illness and give it to her.

Up until she was eight years old, Scarlet had been homeschooled. However, tired of being sheltered from the outside world, she convinced her father to allow her to go to school like any normal child. Not being able to say no to his only daughter, he allowed her to as long as she didn’t tell her mother. So, the redheaded, green-eyed girl started to go to school with her peers. Among entering the school, she was made fun of because of her eyes and hair. Though sadden by the mean words, she didn’t tell her father since she was frightened he would redraw her from the school and she couldn’t obviously tell her mother. She didn’t want to be locked in her home again so she endured the painful words.

Two years later, she had become a Career because of her father. He hadn’t wanted his daughter to be forced into the arena with no fighting or survival experience. Still, she had to keep all this a secret from her mother. Speaking of her mother, she had become ill with the flu or some illness similar to it. Because of this, Scarlet’s mother fired over half the staff that kept the house clean and working in fear that she would contract another deadly illness. Because of this, no one heard her scream that afternoon.

After coming home from Career training that night, her father waited her to walk through the door. Bat in hand, he told Scarlet that a thief had broke into the master bedroom where Scarlet’s mother was resting. The thief, surprised at her mother’s presence, killed her mother by holding a pillow to her sick face until she stopped breathing. The moment the story had stopped, tears flooded her eyes. Scarlet almost didn’t notice the bat that was coming toward her face. The weapon missed because she had stepped back in time. The bat came crashing to the ground and her father tackled her to the ground, screaming for her to fight back. Refusing, she got punched in the mouth. She screamed “no” again. A punch to the right eye. Again. A knee to the stomach so hard that she threw up. One last time. She was pushed into a mirror with so much forced that it shattered on impact. From that day on, she called her father “The Other” since she didn’t want to believe her own father would beat her.

Ever since that night, her father had chosen a few days out of the week to fight her to the point in which she would fight back or until he got tired. He said he was only protecting her. A murderer wouldn’t have mercy on her. A killer would not stop until she was dead. He would attack her at least three times a week, often striking when she least expected it. These heighten her senses. Because of her Career training, she could tire out her father without receiving a hit. Now, at the age of fifteen, she is falling into a bit a depression from the continuous torture from her peers.

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