Logan Blackmore D2
Dec 6, 2013 23:34:28 GMT -5
Post by Cato on Dec 6, 2013 23:34:28 GMT -5
Name: Logan Blackmore
Age:17 18 as of the 68th
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 2
Career
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Age:
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 2
Career
Appearance:
Personality:
Should I really be telling you about my appearance? Are you trying to find out as much about me before you turn me into the peacekeepers? Well I guess I should feel flattered, but this is kind of weird. Anyways here goes. My hair I keep in a mess. Usually I let it grow out before I cut it. Most of the time my hair is pretty short. Not peach fuzz, but short enough that my hair doesn't grow out and curl up like it does when I don't care about my hair. As for my eyes, there isn't nothing important there. A simply black color. I probably seem somewhat on the bulkier side considering all the career training I've taken to hone my sadistic side. Sometimes though, I don't take care of the wounds that I get from training. I doubt getting the proper care for them would do me any good in the long run. I'll let them heal on their own.
I think I smell blood under my fingers. Not so surprising considering the things I do after. Some people probably see the blood under my fingers. The blood tends to build under my fingers after each victim. Snapping a victim's neck isn't what gets the blood under my fingers, it would be what I do afterwards. Once I end a victims life, I tend to chop off a finger or two and fashion myself a knife made of human bone fingers. Sometimes when I feel extra devious, I'll cut out the femur from a victim and sharpen it into a spear. My eyes tend to get shifty when I smell blood. If someone pays close enough attention, they might spot something in my eyes that flashes.
I love it when people fall for my nice guy façade. No one really believes it do they? I mean come on, I like to kill people. How is that not clear in the bone weapons I have. I guess people fall for it so easily because I'm able to hide the darkness within. Don't let me see someone dying because I enter a frenzy. When I smell, it gets pretty insane. I want to draw out the pain and suffering of a victim, but its hard controlling myself when I see the victim. I usually end up snapping the said victims neck. Am I insane? Probably, but don't tell me it's not a bad thing to end someone's life when they're already close to it. What people probably don't know is that the bone weapons are from my victims. I love to have a trophy of each kill I make, so I end up cutting off a finger and tearing the skin off or I take the femur from whatever victim I might have. If I take a finger, usually I'll sharpen it into a knife. If I take the femur, it ends up as a spear.
I know that I have to hide my sick and sadistic side. Ahh, I hate doing it though. I really wish that life would be more simpler and I could just run around in the district slaughtering people. Unfortunately, I have to at least seem that I care about the well-being of the fellow citizens in my district. Truth be told, its kind of hard to seem sweet and innocent. I feel like I am able to pull it off on any given night, but sometimes I wonder if people are truly falling for it, or if they're humoring me. Appearing as a sweet and innocent person though really isn't such a bad thing. I tend to earn the trust of others if I truly work hard at the 'nice' guy façade.
When I smell blood, that's what it gets hard to control the impulse of torturing my victims. I love to torture, yet when I smell the blood and see the fear in the eyes of my victims, I tend to rush the suffering of my victim quite a lot. Damn it! None of you realize how frustrating it can get when I want to torture my victim. It's just, I cant seem to control myself when I smell blood. The smell of death excites me a lot. I might and that's a big might, I could have feelings for another person if and only if they're like me. I don't care about drinking blood, what I do care about is taking some sort of trophy from my victims.
History:
Codeword: odair
This will be my favorite part. Telling you about my history. First things first. I'm apart of what I believe to be the most powerful and wealthy family in two. Fair warning. I'm in the Blackmore family and we're all pretty fucked up in the head. My aunt Blackmore has taught me a lot of things. I live with my aunt's side of the family because my own parents died in a horrible way from what I've been told. One of the most important would be spotting the fear in my victims eyes. What I still struggle with would be prolonging the suffering. I tend to go too bloodthirsty and the victim doesn't suffer as long as possible. What I do get enjoyment out of though is snapping their tiny necks. I remember my very first victim. Of course that person would have fear in what I planned to do. So much blood though. I couldn't control myself so I began what is now a ritual for me. I put my arms around the victim's neck and snapped the neck in half. Afterwards, I chopped off a finger and carved the bone into a knife made of bone. I usually pass off the victims life as a training accident. I'll usually cut myself with a knife or a sword to make my story more believable.
So I told you a bit about my first victim. I guess you could say that happens every one of my victims. I can't seem to control myself at all. I want to physically and emotionally crush the life out of my victim. The second I smell blood begins my frenzy. Oh well, I guess I do well enough. I wonder what the rest of my family thinks of me. I don't know any of them extremely well. The others probably are able to control their urge to kill. Their self-control has to be much stronger than my own. No matter. The only person I need to prove myself to is my mother and I'm positive that I have. I may not be as good at torturing like the rest of my family, but I doubt they take the bones of their victims and use them as weapons. My favorite weapon to date would be the bone spear I keep in my room.
You must be wondering how I do this or if I have any sense of morality. I might. It could be buried deep down within me, but I like who I've become. I love to train. It helps hone my skills as a fighter and builds muscle. Each and everyday, I tend to train in some capacity whether that be lifting weights, practicing with my bone weapons near my house, or even just going to the academy to use regular weapons there. I keep at the training because I know someday that I may be in the games and how I would love to be the family member who brings home the glory. I would love to tear tributes and mutts alike. Hopefully next games is my time to shine.
Comments/Other:
Part of Kiah's awesome Blackmore family plot <3.