[Ready] Jasen Orca - District Two
Mar 26, 2014 20:10:48 GMT -5
Post by Anatra on Mar 26, 2014 20:10:48 GMT -5
I'm Jasen. I'm eighteen, and I'm from District Two. I'm one of the many children that bare the name Orca. Not something I hold with honor, or pride.
Appearance
To others, I wouldn't brag about my appearance. I know that I have good genes, and that I've been brought up to nurture them. My hair is the typical Orca-brown, and my eyes exceed even that brown. Deep and dark. I look more and more like the rest of my family each day, I think. They have that effect on me. My hair is thick, something I admire about myself since hair is the first thing I'd see on somebody else. I always keep my hair decently kept, and I can't abide it when others don't. It is something you're given, so be grateful for it. I keep mine at a medium-short length. Of course, shorter on the sides because that's how most people around me have it. I rarely am capable of growing out a full set of facial hair, at least not yet. But when it does get lengthy, I make sure to trim it or remove it. I switch between the two styles often. Being my age, it is something I experiment with.
For my age, I'm quite muscular. I work at my craft every daily, unless it is a Sunday. The feature I'm most proud of though is definitely my shoulders. Being able to lift something above your head is like lifting that trophy you want to win - that's how I've always seen it. Triumph and success come from victory after defeat. If I can't lift that trophy, there's no need in training for it. I train every time I'm free and able, because it is the only thing I want to do in the district. My body is typically athletic, even in comparison to careers. I'm not a careers, the Games aren't in my interest any more. I've grown up from that pathetic dream. Physically and mentally.
Personality
I'm a little too arrogant sometimes, though I like to keep myself to myself if I can. I know what I am good at, and showing that is natural to me, not something I mean to push into people's faces. When others are pissing me off, they get to see my full force. I don't hold back, because who would? If somebody is stupid enough to get me angry, I can be formidable, even against those who train with real weapons. My attitude on a normal day is positive, but wary. I know I'm always on the lookout for danger, because I see it everywhere. Peacekeepers, especially the ones that adore their rule book. Careers, especially the ones who think they actually have a chance. My only parent, the one that want me to work in the mines. I don't think so.
I'm definitely one of the more challenging members of the family. I'm quite distant from my second cousins, Tyren... Alex... All of them. There's a lot. Because of all that, I'm not much like them. They're all courageous and inspired, whereas I'm much more demotivated and content. I am happy with my small flat in the tower blocks. I will always be happy there. This content lifestyle leads me to be very unambitious, unless it is to do with what I want to do. Nobody controls me, basically. I can't stand chains, cages and the like. Anything such that is similar and I can't stand it.
Where my parents were tough, I was tougher. They always struggled to keep me fully under control. When my mother died when I was ten, it turned my father's life upside down, and made mine take a 720 spin. I couldn't believe it, but death wasn't as final back then to me. It was for him, and it made him harsh, stern. I couldn't stand him. Later on, I grew to really hate him. Genuine hatred where once I loved him. The man that brought me up taught me nothing, and left me to learn it all myself. He rarely talked to me properly, the occasional 'Hi, how're you? How was school?' and that was it. But once I'd finished school, he practically ran out of things to say. I think it turned me more sour to the world. Or at least, more eager to be on my own elsewhere.
History
The history of my family runs deep, and is hard to explain. I will try my best, but I can always miss things, and people. My father is Robett Orca, and his father was Alexander Orca. My granpa Alexander had a brother called Tyran, and his children were of three; Francis, Maryln and Michael Orca. They are my second aunts and uncles. They all have children to their name, and husbands and wives. One each, of course. Tyren and Alex are non-identical twins, underneath Francis and his wife Cecilia, who also have a young toddler called Tyler. Maryln and her husband, Daniel, have two kids called Joe and Alba. Michael and his wife have two also, Max and Tara. They are all my second cousins. These cousins are basically the few friends I've had whilst growing up, but sooner or later, growing up with them became more difficult because they all had time to talk, visit each other and have so much fun. I was sad, motherless and had nothing near to what they had. It made me bitter, and I regret that deeply. It soured some of their opinions of me, and made my name feature less and less in guest lists, parties and visits.
When I moved away from my dad, though, I got more in touch and recently I've began returning to their ways, and themselves much more. Especially after what I heard happened to my cousin, Tyren, who was hospitalized with potentially fatal injuries. Poor guy. I wish I knew him more, better and for longer. But I couldn't. Which frustrates me even now. When I was younger, my father didn't care whether I watched the Games or not. I allowed myself to just after my mother died. It was almost like a coping mechanism. It taught me that death is final. I fear it. I fear it in those around me, and those I speak to. Obviously it isn't as deep as that on a day to day basis, though. I'm completely sane.
Now, I live on my own in a flat that is probably the cleanest thing in my life at the moment. I love my flat, it is my life. I do everything there. Sleep, drink... the rest. Company is regular, now. I have taken to knowing one of my cousins in specific very well. Him and I have grew to be great friends, and despite his twin, Tyren, being more resentful to me, Alex has always shown a content for me and I appreciate that most right now. Him and I always spend quality time together, going to the bar or going into town. Even visiting the gym together. But there is nothing that I would want more than somebody else. Definitely somebody who isn't family. I need friends around me, and a better job. Right now, all I do is serve drinks in a bar. That's not enough, and will not be enough now if ever. Things will change, and that change is gonna come soon.
