Pollo Xylander D6 [Finished]

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Pollo Xylander D6 [Finished] Feb 5, 2013 13:49:54 GMT -5

Post by Kolo Osei on Feb 5, 2013 13:49:54 GMT -5

Name: Pollo Xylander
Age: 17
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 6
Appearance:

Personality:

I like to fight

History:

Parents are dead and stuff

Codeword: odair
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For Stained Transactions

Faceclaim Lukas Podolski

Last Edit: Feb 7, 2013 17:34:24 GMT -5 by Kolo Osei

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Pollo Xylander D6 [Finished] Feb 5, 2013 13:50:20 GMT -5

Post by Kolo Osei on Feb 5, 2013 13:50:20 GMT -5

Pollo Xylander

'Allow me to introduce myself...'

Age

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I have been living in Panem since the 46th Hunger Games. You can say that I’m content with my life. I’m 17.

'Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
Every step that I take is another mistake to you'

Male

Last time I checked I have something hanging down from there so I’m male. This guy is strictly girls only.

'I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
Become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you'

District/Area

I live in District 6. My family lived here so I don’t really have a choice.

'Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you.'

Appearance

You can say that I got most of my looks from my dad. I have blue eyes, my hair is dark brown, a nice, muscular nose, and normal lips, I guess. My mom has brown hair so that’s the only thing that I inherited from her. My hair would only be seen in an army cut. I don’t really fancy doing things with my hair if it only gets ruined at the end of the day. I am pretty fit, my body has a muscular build. I can lift 100 pounds or more. My strength is my pride. Of course, I worked pretty hard to achieve this kind of body.

If you judge me by my looks, you might get intimidated but do I look like I give a shit? Not a single one. I stand at 6’0 foot and I weigh 83 kilograms. Let’s see.. I dress pretty plain, shirt and jeans, no big deal. There aren’t really any extra ordinary features in me. I’ve always wanted to get a tattoo but I can’t afford that. Sad, right. I maintain the right posture, straight back, chest out. I always try to make myself look big.

Anyway, I think that’s it. Oh I almost forgot, I have this scar on my right forearm. Let’s just say I got into a fight, okay. Aaand I always wear a necklace which has the letter 'P' on it. I just like it. P for Pollo haha. Other than that, I don’t have any other extra features.

'Every step that I take is another mistake to you.
And every second I waste is more than I can take.'

Personality

I get into a lot of fights. Get into a collision with me and I’ll destroy you with all my might. People call me arrogant but what do those shitheads know about me. Nothing. I am hotheaded, I get pissed easily. Don’t come near me if you’re purpose is to annoy me, I promise you, you won’t like what’s going to happen. Everything, well okay, most of the things in this world annoys me. People, some food, etc. I am strong and I will use my strength to get you motherf*ckers off my back. I work alone, I don’t need people. I don’t need friends. I don’t need anyone. Although there are some who I consider friends, they still piss me off.

I am pretty quiet, I don’t whine and complain when life is fucking me over. I cuss everytime though. Morning, afternoon, night, Monday, Sunday, whatever, I just like to cuss. It’s a part of me that’s hard to remove. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed if you ask me. I completely admit that I am not smart but for me, my strength makes up for it so I don’t really care.

My weakness is.. love. Sure, I love girls, I love having one night stands with em bitches but if I fall in love, I don’t even know what I will do anymore. If someone hurts the one I love, I will make their life a living hell. I will destroy them. I don’t understand girls but I love the way they tease us guys you know. I don’t trust people. Period. To sum it all up, I get into fights, I cuss, I’m strong, I like girls, I’m quiet and I prefer doing things alone. But to be honest, I don’t really give a fuck about what people think about me. Just don’t piss me off, and you’ll be fine.

'I've become so numb, I can't feel you there,
Become so tired, so much more aware
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you.'

History

After 17 years of living in this fucked up world I learned one thing, distrust and caution are the parents of security. Before I go into a rant, let me tell you something about myself. My name is Pollo. It is pronounced 'po-yo' not 'pol-yo' or 'polo'. I have been living for 17 years now and doesn’t plan to die sooner or later. My parents? Well, uh, you could say that we aren’t really close or anything. I despise them. They make me sick. When I was a kid, I had a few friends but I always got bullied. When the bullying starts, all of my friends seem to disappear. You know now why I don’t trust people huh. Nevertheless, I had to wake up everyday to my father’s bitching about how I am such a total pansy and my mother just nods to everything he says. That bitch can’t speak for herself. Disgusting.

So I secretly trained everyday, making myself strong. My parents won’t approve of this I know for sure because they would just tell me to focus on my studies and strength are for people who’s garbage. One day, I was walking with my friends. Just chatting about math but this bully came up to me and uhh, how should I put this, that bastard gave me a wedgie. Of course, my friends ran away like little girls seeing new dolls in a store. The bully then grabbed my backpack and ripped all of my books. Without thinking, I threw a punch. I was getting fed up. I want to stop this bullshit and get on with life. So I attacked him. The first thing that he did was get back at me but before he can throw a punch, I attacked him again. After multiple punches, the bully fell to the ground so I took the opportunity to grab a rock and use him to beat the shit out of him. The next thing he knew, the boy was bleeding so I stopped.

Since then, people from school would avoid me. Even my so called ‘friends’. My parents gave me a beating every morning as punishment on what I have done so I would say that I’m used to pain. After a few years, I am now 16. I posses a knife and I have a muscular body now. My parents doesn’t really know things that are happening to me because ever since I beat the shit out of that bully, they never really paid attention to me again except that they would ‘punish’ me every morning and take all their anger out on me. The thought of my parents sicken me. I want to throw up everytime I think of those bastards. I live everyday with these people in this shithole and I got used to their attitude but it still makes me sick.

So there I was, everyday after school I would sit on my bed, think about life. Until something happened. My father came home, angry. From what I’m hearing, he seems to have lost his job. I really don’t give a shit. I was about to go to bed but he destroyed my bedroom door and yelled at me. “YOU WORTHLESS ASSHOLE SON OF A BITCH, JERK!” He threw almost every bad words at me and of course I got hurt. Until I got to the point where I can’t tolerate it anymore. The pain. My heart can’t take it. I.. I just can’t anymore. I grabbed my knife and stabbed my father. Mother was screaming stop in the background but I was out of my mind. I found myself stabbing my father multiple times resulting into his death and then jumping on my mother who tried to stop me and did the same thing to her. No one really knew what happened. I woke up, on the floor with both my parents dead.

I immediately put them in a sack and went out of the house to bury them somewhere far. Not a single tear dropped from my face. I could remember. I didn’t feel anything. My body was numb but that’s basically it. If I didn’t ‘defend’ myself who knows what my dad might do to me. After I dispatched their bodies, I went back home to clean up. Now, I’m living alone. My life.. is filled with anger and there’s really nothing I can do about it. I’m just waiting. Waiting for something good to happen. I may apply for a job maybe but whatever.

'You were just like me with
someone disappointed in you.'

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