arizona o'connor / d10
Jun 3, 2019 21:14:37 GMT -5
Post by syd on Jun 3, 2019 21:14:37 GMT -5
arizona o'connor
female - 16 - district 10 - cowgirl
"ALL DAY, EVERYDAY"
Messy. That's the one word that sums up Arizona, and it doesn't bother her one bit. Her light brown hair is usually up in an unkempt pony tail or bun because of her busy lifestyle, and by the end of the day she'll have stray hairs hanging everywhere. You can't tell if the spots on her face are dirt or just her freckles, as she loves to get down and dirty. Arizona's years of training and riding animals have buffed her up and kept her fit.
She also doesn't care much about style, she cares more about comfort and making sure that what she's wearing works for whatever job she's doing. She sticks to the traditional cowgirl getup, with a hat, leather boots, some kind of flannel, and her favorite red bandana. Arizona can't remember the last time she's worn a dress, or she even has at all. Of course she'll try and make sure she looks presentable when necessary, but likes to shy away from the spotlight as much as possible.
"HEY THERE COWGIRL!"
Arizona's fun and outgoing, and it seems like she doesn't have an off switch. She's always doing something to keep herself busy. She's always working, or sketching, or riding because she gets bored so easily. Arizona is also quick to lend a hand to anyone in help, always putting them before herself. She's humble and never wants to make them feel like a burden. She's playful and always cracking jokes or being sarcastic, since her mind runs a million miles a minute it's hard for her to keep her mouth shut.
Arizona uses her exciting personality to hide her loneliness, guilt, and fear of abandonment, and hopes that nobody sees through her since she's too afraid to open up to anyone. Sometimes you'll notice her acting a little more quiet than usual, but she'll assure you she's fine. She's always trying her best to get better at what she does because she hates losing and wants to prove to mostly herself that she's good enough and not a bad person.
For some reason she's taken up an obsession with fire, and will sometimes find herself lighting small things up and she finds it satisfying. It's a very dangerous habit, and she's managed to keep it under control for now.
"LIKE A MOTH DRAWN TO A FLAME"
Arizona's mother left her and her father when she was eight years old. There was no real reason why, but her father figured it was because her mother found someone better on the other side of the district. This led her father to slowly develop a drinking problem and a young Arizona to wander on her own.
For a while, Arizona didn't have anything to do. No close friends, siblings, or cousins to talk to. She eventually made friends with the neighbor's horses, who she would go and talk to at their fence line everyday. Soon they noticed her and invited her to come and hang out and ride some of their horses.
She was a natural, and soon found herself riding in local competitions. It was fun and exciting, she loved the thrill and the feeling it gave her. The neighbors had a kid her age, and soon they became her second family. She was over there more than her own house, and she loved it.
Everything was going great until Arizona was thirteen. By then, she had made a name for herself in her part of her district, not only for her talent but for her wild personality. She was cocky, rude, and a bit of a show off back then. But during a competition, she fell off of her horse and hit her head, and sustained a nasty concussion.
And instead of caring for her, her second family told her that they could no longer take care of her. Her fiery personality was becoming too much for them, and as much as they loved her they couldn't stand her and also didn't have the money to support them all.
Arizona felt betrayed in a sense. They dropped her just like that, leaving her to return to her father who probably forgot she existed. But there was nothing she could really do. Arizona soon grew restless with not being able to do anything, and one day she noticed herself entranced with her fireplace. For some reason, it seemed as the flames were calling her as they danced around.
Arizona realized how much she was fascinated with fire, and once she was able to get out of bed, she found herself lighting things on fire for fun. It was satisfying for her.
Being a stupid and bored teenager led to dangerous things. She thought about setting the old shack on her neighbor's property on fire to get back at them. There were only old tools and supplies in there, nothing important. But it was windy that night. The embers flew to their house, and the whole thing burnt down.
Luckily nobody was killed, and nobody found out it was Arizona. They were forced to move in with relatives on the other side of the district. Arizona felt terrible guilt, but there was no doubt that the fire was beautiful, and they had abandoned her in a time of need. Those dark thoughts scared her, so she made sure to stop playing with fire and focus on her riding once again, and returned to her bubbly self to avoid suspicion.
A few years later and Arizona minds her business, but is way more caring and helpful these days, hoping it somehow makes up for accidentally burning a house down. Her relationship with her father is much better, although he still drinks a lot. She's still got a bright personality, in order to help forget about her mistakes.
Messy. That's the one word that sums up Arizona, and it doesn't bother her one bit. Her light brown hair is usually up in an unkempt pony tail or bun because of her busy lifestyle, and by the end of the day she'll have stray hairs hanging everywhere. You can't tell if the spots on her face are dirt or just her freckles, as she loves to get down and dirty. Arizona's years of training and riding animals have buffed her up and kept her fit.
She also doesn't care much about style, she cares more about comfort and making sure that what she's wearing works for whatever job she's doing. She sticks to the traditional cowgirl getup, with a hat, leather boots, some kind of flannel, and her favorite red bandana. Arizona can't remember the last time she's worn a dress, or she even has at all. Of course she'll try and make sure she looks presentable when necessary, but likes to shy away from the spotlight as much as possible.
"HEY THERE COWGIRL!"
Arizona's fun and outgoing, and it seems like she doesn't have an off switch. She's always doing something to keep herself busy. She's always working, or sketching, or riding because she gets bored so easily. Arizona is also quick to lend a hand to anyone in help, always putting them before herself. She's humble and never wants to make them feel like a burden. She's playful and always cracking jokes or being sarcastic, since her mind runs a million miles a minute it's hard for her to keep her mouth shut.
Arizona uses her exciting personality to hide her loneliness, guilt, and fear of abandonment, and hopes that nobody sees through her since she's too afraid to open up to anyone. Sometimes you'll notice her acting a little more quiet than usual, but she'll assure you she's fine. She's always trying her best to get better at what she does because she hates losing and wants to prove to mostly herself that she's good enough and not a bad person.
For some reason she's taken up an obsession with fire, and will sometimes find herself lighting small things up and she finds it satisfying. It's a very dangerous habit, and she's managed to keep it under control for now.
"LIKE A MOTH DRAWN TO A FLAME"
Arizona's mother left her and her father when she was eight years old. There was no real reason why, but her father figured it was because her mother found someone better on the other side of the district. This led her father to slowly develop a drinking problem and a young Arizona to wander on her own.
For a while, Arizona didn't have anything to do. No close friends, siblings, or cousins to talk to. She eventually made friends with the neighbor's horses, who she would go and talk to at their fence line everyday. Soon they noticed her and invited her to come and hang out and ride some of their horses.
She was a natural, and soon found herself riding in local competitions. It was fun and exciting, she loved the thrill and the feeling it gave her. The neighbors had a kid her age, and soon they became her second family. She was over there more than her own house, and she loved it.
Everything was going great until Arizona was thirteen. By then, she had made a name for herself in her part of her district, not only for her talent but for her wild personality. She was cocky, rude, and a bit of a show off back then. But during a competition, she fell off of her horse and hit her head, and sustained a nasty concussion.
And instead of caring for her, her second family told her that they could no longer take care of her. Her fiery personality was becoming too much for them, and as much as they loved her they couldn't stand her and also didn't have the money to support them all.
Arizona felt betrayed in a sense. They dropped her just like that, leaving her to return to her father who probably forgot she existed. But there was nothing she could really do. Arizona soon grew restless with not being able to do anything, and one day she noticed herself entranced with her fireplace. For some reason, it seemed as the flames were calling her as they danced around.
Arizona realized how much she was fascinated with fire, and once she was able to get out of bed, she found herself lighting things on fire for fun. It was satisfying for her.
Being a stupid and bored teenager led to dangerous things. She thought about setting the old shack on her neighbor's property on fire to get back at them. There were only old tools and supplies in there, nothing important. But it was windy that night. The embers flew to their house, and the whole thing burnt down.
Luckily nobody was killed, and nobody found out it was Arizona. They were forced to move in with relatives on the other side of the district. Arizona felt terrible guilt, but there was no doubt that the fire was beautiful, and they had abandoned her in a time of need. Those dark thoughts scared her, so she made sure to stop playing with fire and focus on her riding once again, and returned to her bubbly self to avoid suspicion.
A few years later and Arizona minds her business, but is way more caring and helpful these days, hoping it somehow makes up for accidentally burning a house down. Her relationship with her father is much better, although he still drinks a lot. She's still got a bright personality, in order to help forget about her mistakes.
