Regulus Washington - Capitol

Regulus is you're epitome of Capitol fashion. His thinking on the matter is that if you don't look the best, how can you be the best? He always has the most stunning, yet subtle clothes on and has really become somewhat of a role model for how one should dress in the Capitol. His favorite clothes to wear are pastels and neons. And lucky for him, he makes them work with his body type. It's slim, yet muscular. It's almost as if he had the body of a runner, yet he doesn't run at all. He prefers to work out at the gym every once in a while, and he tries to make himself wider, but he just can't. He doesn't want to resort to surgery either, because even he knows that once you have surgery, there's no going back.

His face is something of a telltale of his personality. It always seems lit up with the next biggest and brightest idea. If it's not aglow with whimsicality, then it's brooding, thinking. Thinking of the next big idea. His eyebrows are thick and they convey his emotions much clearer than his eyes ever can, which are a light brown. His face has no real sharp or chiseled edges, except for his chin, which comes to a relative point. It gives him an almost elegant or graceful look. His thick brown hair is always a mess, but that's his style. He makes it work like messy hair gives an impression on him. He doesn't know what the impression is, he just knows that it looks much better on him than groomed hair, so that's how he wears it.

Regulus is the kind of person who's all about being superficial. He just loves the little world where you can escape to to pretend that nothing bad is happening.His favorite thing to do is get the dirt on other people. He doesn't like talking about other people, though. He feels like it's a form of relinquishing power. A form of giving up your leverage and letting other people share it. But he expects others to gossip. And they do. It is the Capitol, after all. And when they gossip, he's there to listen. He just loves knowing secrets, because secrets lead to power.

Another thing Regulus loves is in fact, power. He can't stand the idea of other people being more well-liked and more powerful than he. It's just a complex of his. He grew up as the popular kid in school, and he will not allow himself to be anything other than that: the most popular person around. He gets so much pleasure from the idea that people want to be in his good graces. That people want to please him.

To go along with that desire for power, he has a desire for attention. He absolutely adores being center stage with every and all spotlights shining down on him. It's his favorite thing to be an idol in the eyes of others. He tries desperately to feed this craving for being the center of attention. This is what fuels his dream to become a television show host.

Regulus (as stated previously) grew up as the popular kid in school. He just found it to be an effortless task to be everyone's favorite person. Unfortunately, because he was so vain, he let his grades fall below desirable because he was being fed the message that looks got him farther than smarts. And although that was true to an extent, it certainly wasn't as true in this world where at a hefty price, anyone can look as beautiful or unique as they wanted. He realized this too late, though. It was impossible for him to save his grades at that point and he ended up just barely graduating. Now he was barely qualified for the job world, hoping desperately that his looks and personality could get him where he wanted to go.

Unfortunately for him, it didn't work out like that. Potential employers would be dazzled his first impression and then read his résumé and toss his application directly in the garbage. He just couldn't find a job, no matter how hard he tried. But he knew that he wasn't planning on keeping any jobs for much longer. After all, he was going to become a television host. The whole country would know who he was. After about a year of trying to get himself a temporary job, he gave up. He was going to pour himself into becoming a star. With every ounce of him that he could.

Now that he was working towards a goal, he became obsessed with it. He would chase after celebrities, directors, producers. He handed them his head shots and résumés, updating it every time he didn't get a call back from them. For a few years this went on. Until he realized the leverage one could gain from gossip. He heard this from a celebrity who told him that the way to the top was secrets. Knowing them and knowing how to use them. He immediately started snooping around. And he found himself working his way up the social ladder. And then he was "offered" his position as host of "Who Wants To Be A Celebrity." He took in a heartbeat.