Riley-James 'R.J' Pye, district 10
Aug 22, 2017 2:55:37 GMT -5
Post by rj on Aug 22, 2017 2:55:37 GMT -5
Name: Riley-James 'R.J' Pye
Age: 14
Gender: Male
District/Area: 10
Appearance:
R.J has very Nordic features with messy, golden curly hair and baby blue eyes. His wide jawline frames his pale face, his lips dried giving support to his light mustache, under his bottom lip sits a soul patch and a scar runs across his forehead. Acne scars run across the sides of his face, yet, he'll smile with quite confidence. His arms are long and skinny, with little muscle, though he appears able to lift a large amount of weight. His long legs make him almost six foot.
He wears a brown short sleeve hooded coat over a black singlet, his black trousers are worn and dirty. His sandals are made of brown leather. All his clothes have green and brown stains from working with livestock.
Personality:
He seems to be a genuinely nice, caring guy, that is until you get on his bad side, then he has no remorse for what he does in his rage. But on the other side, he'll crack jokes, and always try to make good of a situation, so when he's down, you know something serious has happened to him.
History:
He was born from an affair his married father had with a young, unmarried woman. His mother gave birth in her fathers house. He grew up working with cattle, mainly breeding pairs. One day, the main bull on the ranch was being stubborn and wasn't moving to the next paddock, then charged R.J, to which he lost his temper and gripped the bulls horns, pulled himself on its back and snapped its neck, which may I tell you, is not at all easy for a skinny kid like R.J. He was sent to live in a small rundown shack by himself as punishment. Every year he stood at the Reaping, he would clench his teeth and fists in fear of being selected as tribute.
Other:
He snapped a bulls neck after yanking its head by the horns left and right rapidly.
He trained himself in fighting with a knife in his spair time, so he could be ready for the day he was selected as tribute.
Age: 14
Gender: Male
District/Area: 10
Appearance:
R.J has very Nordic features with messy, golden curly hair and baby blue eyes. His wide jawline frames his pale face, his lips dried giving support to his light mustache, under his bottom lip sits a soul patch and a scar runs across his forehead. Acne scars run across the sides of his face, yet, he'll smile with quite confidence. His arms are long and skinny, with little muscle, though he appears able to lift a large amount of weight. His long legs make him almost six foot.
He wears a brown short sleeve hooded coat over a black singlet, his black trousers are worn and dirty. His sandals are made of brown leather. All his clothes have green and brown stains from working with livestock.
Personality:
He seems to be a genuinely nice, caring guy, that is until you get on his bad side, then he has no remorse for what he does in his rage. But on the other side, he'll crack jokes, and always try to make good of a situation, so when he's down, you know something serious has happened to him.
History:
He was born from an affair his married father had with a young, unmarried woman. His mother gave birth in her fathers house. He grew up working with cattle, mainly breeding pairs. One day, the main bull on the ranch was being stubborn and wasn't moving to the next paddock, then charged R.J, to which he lost his temper and gripped the bulls horns, pulled himself on its back and snapped its neck, which may I tell you, is not at all easy for a skinny kid like R.J. He was sent to live in a small rundown shack by himself as punishment. Every year he stood at the Reaping, he would clench his teeth and fists in fear of being selected as tribute.
Other:
He snapped a bulls neck after yanking its head by the horns left and right rapidly.
He trained himself in fighting with a knife in his spair time, so he could be ready for the day he was selected as tribute.
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