OEDIPUS 'EDDY' REX [] D1

OEDIPUS 'EDDY' REX [] D1 Oct 19, 2012 19:08:26 GMT -5

Post by School is the bane of my life on Oct 19, 2012 19:08:26 GMT -5

( Name ) Oedipus 'Eddy' Rex
( Gender) Male
( District ) 1
( Age) 14
( Job) Professional cougar chaser

( Appearance )

Mother Rex is a big fan of keeping her hair kept, so is Eddy. He does not have to hear the lecture from his mom about it. Yes, a comb runs through it every day, to keep up the habits of Eddy’s of course he has to looked polished and refined, tousled just the slightest. The comb makes the blackness of his hair shine, like seeing a ravens wing through the sunlight. Squinted eyes, mixed with hazel and dark brown to create the perfect shade just to match his hair.

You could say he had the body of an athletic, well of course he
does. Those eight hour days at the training center don’t amount to nothing. Buts it’s nothing special, most of the careers have the muscles that they need for forcing a spear through someone’s body. Yes, he is quite tall and muscular for someone of his age, fourteen. 5’7, well he is still short to the ladies, but you know those smaller ladies make much better targets.

As flawless as he thinks he is, he’s not really that. When he was born, his knee was so weak that his parents had to pay for surgery to replace his knee cap. Every couple of years when he grows to match the size of his ever growing legs. There are always faint but big scars that lines his kneecap and shows where the new one is. Its as hard as rocks and huts like heck when landed on, he has grown to accept this and live through it. If you ask about it don’t think you will get the honest truth, he likes to cover it up with lies.

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( Personality )

Maybe in the corner of a shady bar you could get a glimpse of Eddy as he stalks his prey. The woman sitting by the table by herself, the one with the poofed up hair and crimson red lips. So much wasted intelligent for Eddy, being so smart yet at all the wrong things. Or the right in Eddy’s mind. Scribbled on his hands are not notes from different classes or ways to kill someone, but various phone numbers all written in the same handwritten. A scrap piece of paper in his pocket, scrambled up and wrinkled so badly. Not homework you might expect, or notes on how to cut someones eye out but names of the bars all circle around the town. He has his favourite one where most of the older girls hang out at.

Then he makes a move, following a movement, kind of like a dance of ages. Firsts hes a young boy just standing there but as he prances to the table it changes to shoulders up, tongue being chewed on and last a screwed up face. Deeper darker eyes, the master of aging or so he calls himself. Then he makes his move, slouching down at the table while the older girl stares him over, eyebrows raised; eyes scanning. Hint of a smile plays on his face as he leans in and gives a simple greeting. What his parents don’t know don’t hurt right?

Especially when they don’t know a thing about him climbing out the window at his house, using the ability and training he had obtained at religious training at the training center. Even though he has mastered it, his parents have still caught him. Yes he got in trouble but yes he was not punished, just a smudge but his parents forgot about it. Thirteen other siblings? Who has time to focus on just one. Soon after meeting that one girl with the crimson lips she will soon fall for him, not even knowing that this boy is ten years younger than her. She grabs his hand and leads him to her house. Oh cunning cougar meat Eddy.

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( History )

The 7th born in the Rex family. Another huge family in District 1, boasting some of the strongest careers Growing up Eddy lived in the lap of luxury, being taught right away about being a career and the minute he could walk he started career training. Quickly he started to get into it and as he grew, he learned how to use every weapon he could get his hands on.

Now when he went to school for the first year of his life he learned one very important lesson. Girls have cooties, all of the girl his age and a little bit older had cooties. Well he followed that rule as he climbed up the grades of school. It was only until he became twelve he figured out, girls did not have cooties. In career training when he had to go against some girl in a hand to hand battle; he never got sick. But some of it might of still stuck with him that girls his age were still sick, it was the old ones he should be looking for.

Thirteen was the first year he snuck out and made his way into a bar. He was only about 5’4 then, but with a big coat, pushed back hair and a bottle of liquor in his pocket stolen from his father. He ended up getting a kiss on the lips and a rub on his back. That motived him, every weekend he would head out, well sneak out and try again to get the same thing he did on his first night, or more. Sometimes he would be successful and many times not, you learn from your mistakes and take from your experiences.

Eddy Rex at your service, with the born tendencies to fantasize about older woman.

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