brooks . seven

pogue Graphics 1,811 POSTS Pronouns: He/Him last seen Apr 16, 2024 18:41:45 GMT -5 Is she trying to interrupt our henna session?	brooks . seven Aug 16, 2020 22:36:57 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by pogue on Aug 16, 2020 22:36:57 GMT -5 Brooks De Sol. Eighteen. Seven. Credit to Christian Blanco on YouTube for the last name. Please check out his “Tales of the Hunger Games stories, they are fantastic!
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B R O O K S D E S O L

"My family is as old as the forests of Seven."

Daddy's money speaks in the wicked tongue of a seven year old's words, pumping up his chest as he looks around the playground from his perch on top of the jungle gym. Those De Sol kids, his teachers would whisper amongst themselves from the sideline, watching the boy speak as if the world were his to own.

Well, some day it would be.

At least, that is what his father tells him.

Their family is as old as Panem itself, he says, cut from the diamonds the Capitol is made of and as strong as the oldest of trees within the forest. They'd gotten an early start on Seven's logging industry, interweaved their legacy with the Capitol and struck deals of worship at broken alters, scraping through times of uncertainty and shame and pulling themselves up by the bootstraps.

Because that is what De Sols are meant to do, drag themselves through the mud and call it their own, lead themselves and others out of the woods and into the sunset. Real men of class. Kings and queens, not worker bees.

He was born with the classic De Sol ego, too inflated for his own good and filled with unhinged insecurity, masked behind masculinity and the wealth his family had hoarded throughout the years. He's grown into it as time has dragged him along, watched his looks blossom in the mirror and learned the ins and outs of his family's heartbeat, their lineage built on cut down trees and the shadows that dance between the trees of the forests. Earned a reputation, too, spoiled and bratty and everything in between. He wears it like a crown, feeling the weight of a world he'll call his own one day press down against his skin.

Because after all, that's what a De Sol boy is meant to be.

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pogue Graphics 1,811 POSTS Pronouns: He/Him last seen Apr 16, 2024 18:41:45 GMT -5 Is she trying to interrupt our henna session?	brooks . seven Aug 30, 2020 20:24:57 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by pogue on Aug 30, 2020 20:24:57 GMT -5 It's scientific fact that no matter how poor a district is or no matter where it is, there will always be an insecure boy who is a jackass and a prick. Cheers! Using my last CB from Ratmas 2016 YEET ripred_bot come get y'all juice.

[ retro gm ] angel lí ✨ Advertiser 8,154 POSTS Pronouns: she/her Member is Online bloomtodeath	brooks . seven Sept 3, 2020 18:43:25 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by [ retro gm ] angel lí ✨ on Sept 3, 2020 18:43:25 GMT -5
	“and men said that the blood of the stars flowed in her veins.”