Skylar Jay D9
Jan 12, 2014 18:44:44 GMT -5
Post by Cato on Jan 12, 2014 18:44:44 GMT -5
Name: Skylar Jay
Age:1819 as of the 70th games
District/Area: 9
Gender: Male
Appearance
When looking at me, what do you see? I hope you see a tall handsome young man. I stand five foot nine inches above the ground. I weigh about one hundred sixty pounds. Most of that is from my muscles though. I'm muscular because I climb a lot. I like climbing the tallest of trees just to jump out of them. I want to spread my long, lean arms so I can soar through the air waiting to fly like a bird, I am a Jay after all. My legs take a beating causing the muscles to be strong; however, my bones are weaker. I've broke them multiple times, and each time it's harder to heal from. Most recently, I broke my left leg which causes me to walk with a limp, and from what I've been told, it's going to be a permanent limp. I don't care though. It's so much better than what Storm and Jabber went through. It's nothing compared to having an arm severed completely off at the shoulder. I've broke my arms many times, but I can't imagine it being gone from my body forever.
Most people that knew my mother tell me I got my handsome looks from her. I wouldn't know though because I never met her. My brown hair tends to poof on my head slightly. It appears that I would've just woken from bed. I like that look. It helps describe who I am. My bright blue eyes are almond shaped, and it almost always looks like I'm squinting even though my eyes are always wide open. My brown eye brows are bushier than I want them to be. I feel like it makes me look strange. My nose is large on my face, and the nostrils are large as well. It's like I could stick a coin in my nose, and it wouldn't be hard. My lips are always forming a smile showing my pearly white teeth. I love smiling. It makes life so much easier. It's a way to hide the pain that lives inside me. My voice is deep. Most people don't believe I'm talking when they hear me, and I like it that way. My skin tone is slightly light, but not too pale. I don't look like I'm sick or anything.
Personality
Life is an adventure that's meant to be lived. The thrills of life causes adrenaline to fill me. The adrenaline causes me to do things that I never dreamed I would do. It masks the fear that can build inside me. The rush that floods through my veins as I'm soaring from the trees is the best moment of my life. The feeling as I slowly climb the tree looking towards the ground watching myself grow farther and farther away is amazing. With the adrenaline surging through me, I feel I can do anything in the world, but I have to be smart about it. I plan the angles I'm going to be jumping at to prevent further injury from happening. I use math to determine the speed I'll be falling from whatever height I'll be standing because I can determine the speed I'll be making impact towards the ground. Not that the math will prevent the injury from happening, but it'll prepare me for what I'm getting myself into. It's better to be prepared than to not be prepared at all.
I'm always up to meeting new people as long as they will try to help me as I make my journey. I want them to be like me. I use friends to help with the preparations for the big tricks I'm willing to perform. I want to perform them. I want them to be watching me because having an audience makes the thrill much more exciting. I love listening to them scream as I fly through the sky. I love the sudden gasp as I'm about to hit the ground. I love the cheers as I land perfectly. I love listening to the cries as one of my bones snap. I try to prevent it, but that's impossible. Something always can go wrong, and I know that. I know things can go wrong because I watched Jabber and Storm venture into the arena. I watched them. I watched as they journeyed along that dreaded adventure where even smarts can't have you defy death. It changed me watching them. I've planned my events more carefully because I don't want to end up like them, dead.
Watching them die didn't stop me though. I wanted to keep going. I wanted to feel like I was alive. I want to feel the pain passing through me because it's the only way to make sure I'm not dead. It's the way to make sure the pain is real. I still plan my stunts accordingly because I don't want to kill myself. I don't want to fall to my death because I wouldn't be any good to anyone. I would be dead, and being dead is useless. I love walking the earth, but the pain that lives within me is too much. I release the pain as adrenaline because adrenaline makes me happy. It makes me happy knowing that all the mental pain is gone for the time being. I hate when I'm told time heals all pain because it doesn't. In time, we learn to deal with the pain. I've learned how to deal with the pain. I've learned how to take it out, and that's by putting myself through the pain of breaking every single bone. It let's me know I'm still alive, and that's how I plan to survive.
History
Eighteen years ago I was brought into the world full of pain and suffering. My life changed as I never met my biological mom. She died when she was giving birth to me. I'm the reason she's dead, but I never let that get to me. I couldn't mope around knowing I killed her. She'd want me to live my life to the fullest, and that's what I've done so far. I was placed in a home with a different family. I was given to a lonely couple that had no children of their own. It was there I was given the name Skylar Jay. I became part of the large family. At first, I didn't feel like I was accepted into the family. I was different than them. It was like I didn't belong to them, but I watched them. I wanted to become more like them. I wanted the smarts of Stellar, and the daredevil of Mocking, and I was amazed when that finally happened.
I would take the math I learned from school to allow me to create diagrams I would need to prevent injuries from occurring. Mistakes happened in the math though, and sometimes, injury can't be prevented. I haven't broke as many bones as Mocking has, but I've broken quite a bit. (Just the other day, I was jumping through the trees trying to fly, and I broke my left leg.) Math is fun along with many other subjects. I would have to say math is my favorite though. It allows me to express my mind more freely. I'm always working math problems to make sure I don't end up dead. I know that math won't save me from death, but it'll save me from seriously injuring myself. If the math is against the odds of my survival jumping from the tallest tree, let me jump from that tree. (I climbed to the top of the tree, and I jumped without thinking. It was the best moment of my entire life.) I heard my leg snap, and I knew I was done for.
People think I'm crazy, and I may be crazy. I don't know. My life changed drastically when Jabber was killed in the arena. I hadn't had time to heal from that when Storm was reaped. They are just my cousins, but it hurts losing someone in my family. I couldn't do anything to save either of them, and to be honest, I don't know if I would have been able to, but their deaths changed me. I decided I'd climb higher in the trees to jump farther distances. I'd climb the tallest building so I could fall to the ground. Placing myself in the pain was the best I could do. My parents wouldn't allow me to take to drinking, and in a way, I'm glad they wouldn't because I'd make my life worse than what is became. They already hated how I was dealing with my pain, but they can't stop me. I'll climb to the tallest mountain just to jump if it would take away the mental pain because the physical pain is easier to deal with because it's only temporary.
Codeword: Odair
Other: Part of the Jay family plot.