atticus pyre / d5 peacekeeper / done!
Jun 1, 2019 2:55:42 GMT -5
Post by syd on Jun 1, 2019 2:55:42 GMT -5
atticus pyre
male - 47 - peacekeeper - district 5
A BITE WORSE THAN HIS BARK.
Atticus has lost his touch over the years, from going to a clean cut troop to a grizzly vet. His hair is greyed and shaggier after his years of peacekeeping, and you can tell his outward appearance isn't his main concern anymore. After all, he knows that people know who he is and what he's capable of.
He's still in top shape though since all he does is work, so the uniform still fits his tall frame well. He makes sure that his outfit is always clean and well-kept, so he can be taken seriously. Since peacekeeping is his main identity, it's important for him to keep that part of appearance looking presentable. But outside of work he likes to dress in dark colors and try to blend in with everyone else, since he does keep his job seperate.
THE LONE WOLF.
Due to everyone he's really trusted ignoring him, Atticus has gotten used to being on his own. He doesn't exactly have trust issues, as he he's learned that his fellow peacekeepers do have his back and will listen to him. But out of work, he never really opens up to anyone. He's quiet and observant, opting to judge and watch people from afar.
Atticus' relentless and unforgiving attitude isn't uncommon among peacekeepers. He's a little more understanding now as he's gotten older, but the spark is still there. He's still sly, and takes his job seriously, but now likes to be a little more playful with his duties. You'll see him cracking jokes as he's cracking his whip, having fun since there's not much else do to when you've been at it this long. It's actually kind of scary how much he can start to not care about hurting someone physically or mentally.
The different thing about Atticus as a peacekeeper is following the rules. While he will make sure others are obedient, he can't say the same for himself. He'll first make sure all of his duties and what need to get done get done first, then he'll do what he wants. He used to be a stickler but years of working out in the outer districts where things are a free-for-all have loosened him up.
HE ALWAYS WANTED TO BE A PEACEKEEPER.
The ads are everywhere in the Capitol, glorifying how amazing it is to serve the country and keep peace in the districts. They make it seem like it's the best thing a Capitol citizen could do if they wanted to give back to the place keeping them safe and living in luxury. Atticus remembers when he got lost in a crowd as a kid, and a peacekeeper led him back to his family. It was that moment that finally cemented his decision to join the ranks of Panem's finest.
Except his parents didn't agree with his plans.
"They're brutes. Why not be something useful like a doctor? Or historian?"
Atticus didn't understand their argument. Peacekeepers were the most useful people in Panem! Without them, we wouldn't be safe. Those in the Districts would overrun their utopia. There would no be order. Then again, they were among many of the few members of the Capitol who did not enjoy the games and were against the unnecessary violence. They would protest about the treatment of the people in the districts, but no one ever took them seriously.
So you can imagine how confused Atticus was confused when his parents were proud that his older sister had applied to become an escort. She had always been their favorite anyways, it was no secret around their household that Atticus wasn't exactly 'planned'. They supported her in her schooling and training, yet ignored him when he questioned them.
"Oh, at least escorts don't contribute to the violence. They can help the tributes win instead."
It was a dumb argument, after all they were the ones picking the kids and sending them to their deaths! If you think about it a certain way, you can blame them for choosing certain people! That's what Atticus had argued, but they kept spewing excuses until they finally admitted something that made sense.
"Look, your sister is going to help us from the inside and infiltrate the games. There are more of us. She's just one of the many people in on the plan."
By then, Atticus didn't care about their plan, because it wouldn't work anyways. The Capitol was too powerful. He seriously considered reporting their rebellious activities, but they were his family. He'd just let them fail on their own, like how they did to them. Plus, it would be much more satisfying later on when he would work to dissolve their plans later on from the opposing side.
While his family focused on their efforts with getting his sister into the games, Atticus was shipped off to training in District Two. There his determination and ambition was put to the test, where life was the complete opposite of the glam and luxury of the Capitol. There he mingled with people from all over Panem. He was actually in the minority, since not a lot of Capitol citizens like to leave the comfort of their homes. In fact, he was teased and even called all kinds of names, leading to him to resent those from the districts even more than he ever did. He knew it would be good to get back at them when the time came.
Atticus was sent off to the outer districts like most rookies, and it was there were he saw how harsh things were. His parents were right, these people were not treated like the Capitol said they were. People were homeless, starving, and being killed for the lightest offenses. For a moment, he thought maybe his family was on to something. But that feeling quickly dissolved as he remembered his days in training, and he found out how satisfying it was to be in charge, to strike fear in the hearts of others, even if they were innocent.
Atticus was a hard worker. He never got tired of putting on his uniform in the morning, slapping on his helmet and attaching his pistol to his belt. He still remembers his first arrest, a thief in Ten whole stole bread from a bakery. Atticus want to whip the kid, but it was the day before the reaping and he was told to leave the kid to be presentable if he were to be reaped. The funny thing was how instead of the kid being reaped the next day, he was shot trying to escape the district. He didn't feel bad about it at all, and that was when he realized he would make a great peacekeeper. He wasn't scared to do his job, to scold these people and he didn't care what happened to them after he was done with them.
Years of hard work led him up to a higher position in District Five, one of the nicer districts. He's a little more lenient now, but will still not hesitate to crack down and display his power. He's fierce and ruthless in the suit, but out of it he's quiet and reserved, content with his life choices. He hasn't talked to his family in decades, and doesn't plan to. He's still waiting on their plan to overthrow the Capitol, but since he hasn't seen his sister's face on television, he assumes they failed.
Now Atticus enjoys gambling and drinking like many of his coworkers. He's always placing bets on the games and losing horribly. He still does keep his space since others have done him wrong too many times. But as the years go on, he's slowly deciding to ease up and let down his guard.
Atticus has lost his touch over the years, from going to a clean cut troop to a grizzly vet. His hair is greyed and shaggier after his years of peacekeeping, and you can tell his outward appearance isn't his main concern anymore. After all, he knows that people know who he is and what he's capable of.
He's still in top shape though since all he does is work, so the uniform still fits his tall frame well. He makes sure that his outfit is always clean and well-kept, so he can be taken seriously. Since peacekeeping is his main identity, it's important for him to keep that part of appearance looking presentable. But outside of work he likes to dress in dark colors and try to blend in with everyone else, since he does keep his job seperate.
THE LONE WOLF.
Due to everyone he's really trusted ignoring him, Atticus has gotten used to being on his own. He doesn't exactly have trust issues, as he he's learned that his fellow peacekeepers do have his back and will listen to him. But out of work, he never really opens up to anyone. He's quiet and observant, opting to judge and watch people from afar.
Atticus' relentless and unforgiving attitude isn't uncommon among peacekeepers. He's a little more understanding now as he's gotten older, but the spark is still there. He's still sly, and takes his job seriously, but now likes to be a little more playful with his duties. You'll see him cracking jokes as he's cracking his whip, having fun since there's not much else do to when you've been at it this long. It's actually kind of scary how much he can start to not care about hurting someone physically or mentally.
The different thing about Atticus as a peacekeeper is following the rules. While he will make sure others are obedient, he can't say the same for himself. He'll first make sure all of his duties and what need to get done get done first, then he'll do what he wants. He used to be a stickler but years of working out in the outer districts where things are a free-for-all have loosened him up.
HE ALWAYS WANTED TO BE A PEACEKEEPER.
The ads are everywhere in the Capitol, glorifying how amazing it is to serve the country and keep peace in the districts. They make it seem like it's the best thing a Capitol citizen could do if they wanted to give back to the place keeping them safe and living in luxury. Atticus remembers when he got lost in a crowd as a kid, and a peacekeeper led him back to his family. It was that moment that finally cemented his decision to join the ranks of Panem's finest.
Except his parents didn't agree with his plans.
"They're brutes. Why not be something useful like a doctor? Or historian?"
Atticus didn't understand their argument. Peacekeepers were the most useful people in Panem! Without them, we wouldn't be safe. Those in the Districts would overrun their utopia. There would no be order. Then again, they were among many of the few members of the Capitol who did not enjoy the games and were against the unnecessary violence. They would protest about the treatment of the people in the districts, but no one ever took them seriously.
So you can imagine how confused Atticus was confused when his parents were proud that his older sister had applied to become an escort. She had always been their favorite anyways, it was no secret around their household that Atticus wasn't exactly 'planned'. They supported her in her schooling and training, yet ignored him when he questioned them.
"Oh, at least escorts don't contribute to the violence. They can help the tributes win instead."
It was a dumb argument, after all they were the ones picking the kids and sending them to their deaths! If you think about it a certain way, you can blame them for choosing certain people! That's what Atticus had argued, but they kept spewing excuses until they finally admitted something that made sense.
"Look, your sister is going to help us from the inside and infiltrate the games. There are more of us. She's just one of the many people in on the plan."
By then, Atticus didn't care about their plan, because it wouldn't work anyways. The Capitol was too powerful. He seriously considered reporting their rebellious activities, but they were his family. He'd just let them fail on their own, like how they did to them. Plus, it would be much more satisfying later on when he would work to dissolve their plans later on from the opposing side.
While his family focused on their efforts with getting his sister into the games, Atticus was shipped off to training in District Two. There his determination and ambition was put to the test, where life was the complete opposite of the glam and luxury of the Capitol. There he mingled with people from all over Panem. He was actually in the minority, since not a lot of Capitol citizens like to leave the comfort of their homes. In fact, he was teased and even called all kinds of names, leading to him to resent those from the districts even more than he ever did. He knew it would be good to get back at them when the time came.
Atticus was sent off to the outer districts like most rookies, and it was there were he saw how harsh things were. His parents were right, these people were not treated like the Capitol said they were. People were homeless, starving, and being killed for the lightest offenses. For a moment, he thought maybe his family was on to something. But that feeling quickly dissolved as he remembered his days in training, and he found out how satisfying it was to be in charge, to strike fear in the hearts of others, even if they were innocent.
Atticus was a hard worker. He never got tired of putting on his uniform in the morning, slapping on his helmet and attaching his pistol to his belt. He still remembers his first arrest, a thief in Ten whole stole bread from a bakery. Atticus want to whip the kid, but it was the day before the reaping and he was told to leave the kid to be presentable if he were to be reaped. The funny thing was how instead of the kid being reaped the next day, he was shot trying to escape the district. He didn't feel bad about it at all, and that was when he realized he would make a great peacekeeper. He wasn't scared to do his job, to scold these people and he didn't care what happened to them after he was done with them.
Years of hard work led him up to a higher position in District Five, one of the nicer districts. He's a little more lenient now, but will still not hesitate to crack down and display his power. He's fierce and ruthless in the suit, but out of it he's quiet and reserved, content with his life choices. He hasn't talked to his family in decades, and doesn't plan to. He's still waiting on their plan to overthrow the Capitol, but since he hasn't seen his sister's face on television, he assumes they failed.
Now Atticus enjoys gambling and drinking like many of his coworkers. He's always placing bets on the games and losing horribly. He still does keep his space since others have done him wrong too many times. But as the years go on, he's slowly deciding to ease up and let down his guard.
