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Mel, i have an unhealthy obsession with jesse rutherford
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Caritta Willow~~~~~~~☆★~~~~~~~
First Name: Caritta
Middle Name: -
Last Name: Willow
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District: 11
Age: 16
Appearance:
Hair Colour: dark blonde
Eye Colour: bright blue
Skin Tone: tanned
Weight: 116kg
Height: 5ft 6
Distinguishable Markings: she has scars up and down both arms from being scratched by the brambles and branches.
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Personality: Caritta is quite an intimidating girl. She doesn't talk much, instead, just staring. This creeps people out. However, if she has a good feeling about someone she may open up and take them on as an ally. Most of the time she's very calm and can ignore most irritations but if she loses her temper she gets very angry. When this happens she's usually very violent. Then she will hit you.
Pet Peeves: arrogant people who don't shut up
Likes:
- climbing
- apples
- people who aren't annoying (which isn't a lot of people)
- that rush you get when doing something dangerous and forbidden)
- running
Dislikes:
- oranges
- thinking about family
- standing still
- wasps
History: carittas mother died giving birth to her. They looked very alike which was painful for her father, who stilled loved Caritta very much. She, like everyone else in 11, started work from and early age. She works in the orchards, gathering fruit. She knows everything about plants. Her father died of heat exhaustion when she was 12, so she now lives in the community care home. This was how she met Logan, another fruit picker. He could make her laugh even when she didnt want to. She broke up with Logan after the reaping because she thought it would be easier for him.
Family:
Mother: Cerica Willow - deceased - would be 47 - harvester
Father: Milo Willow - deceased - would be 48 - ground worker
Brother: n/a
Sister: n/a
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Past/Current Relationships: Logan Feiw - broken up
Past/Current Occupations: fruit picker in the orchards
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Thoughts on the Games: she thinks they're stupid. And hates them with a passion.
Reaping: she volunteered for a random 12 yr old girl she didnt even know. The girl had a lot of family who would miss her whereas she had none.
Strategy in the Training Centre: do nothing exceptional so the other tributes don't remember her.
Strategy during interview with Caesar Flickerman: say nothing interesting so no one remembers her because if they don't remember her they can't target her.
Strategy for the Bloodbath and Arena: grab the things closest and get out.
~~~~~~~☆★~~~~~~~
Fears:
- fire - fires were quite common in the dry fields of district 11. This fear means there's no way of her lighting a fire in the arena.
- watching children get killed - this was why she volunteered; she couldn't stand to see another one murdered.
- spiders - this fear is completely random but if she sees one it will be the loudest noise she ever makes.
- Giving birth- after her mothers death she's afraid of what might happen.
- anything happening to Logan.
Strengths:
- climbing trees
- knowing different plants and their uses
- bit drawing attention to herself
- she knows how to swim, even if she's never been in water before. (Her father taught her the basics on land)
- she's very agile.
Weaknesses:
- little children. However much they annoy her she can't bare to see them get hurt.
- Logan ( she still loves him. )
- family. Especially when people mention it.
- meat. She doesn't really like eating it but does if she has to.
- people cutting down trees.
- nature being destroyed
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Choice of Weapon: bow and arrow.
Token: a single wooden hoop in one of her ears.
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Alice, could you please add more to the likes and dislikes?
Mod
First Name: Dom
Middle Name: Jason
Last Name: Shawers
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Age: 18
Time of Birth: 17:36
Place of Birth: Home, D1
Zodiac Sign: Leo
Date of Birth: July 28th, 1996
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District: One
Appearance: (Ash Stymest)
(view spoiler)
Hair Colour: Dark brown
Eye Colour: Blue
Skin Tone: Fair, not particularly tanned
Weight: 160lb
Height: 5'9
Distinguishable Markings: His tattoos that cover his arms all have some resemblance to who he is. The skull on his right shoulder: the girl who died from his class; The blue rose: the flowers that grow outside his house; The words written in banners: A saying passed down from his family.
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Personality:
Dom is a typical teenager boy. Despite the fact that his past is horrific. 'Stuff everything. If they're not worth it, why are you bothering to look at them?' Nothing worked for him growing up. Unlike most Career's parents, Dom's didn't push him to train. Yet his father always compared his sister to him. 'Oceana, be like him.' He'd train anyway - his parents always thought that he did - so that when it came to the time that he was to be in the Games, he'd be prepared. Throughout this time, he'd go through his worst fears, re-live them and have new fears. He's tough. Don't mess with him. You won't like it. Now he's from a Career District and he's going to win.
Pet Peeves: Wimps. If you can't stand the thought of pain, why are you in the Games?
Likes: His family, close friends, fighting
Dislikes: 'I'm-amazing-and-you're-not' type people
History:
School was the worst time of his life. Walking to it with his new bag, new shoes, fancy hair do and tattoos on his arms, people would make fun of him. If you didn't see the ink on his body, you'd think he was just a nicely-dressed child. But the freshness, the whole organized part of him was an act. A way to make him fit in. Look how well that worked.
He'd sit in the back of class, not doing anything but paying attention, nodding at the right time, only answering questions he knew the answers to, ignore everyone else, they don't know you, they aren't you, they're not worth your time, you're hypnotized, you don't know who you are anymore. your life is a lie, go home and kill yourself now, no-one will miss you, you got the wrong answer, it's not asia it's england, you want to be a prime minister, you won't ever, the capitol hates everyone. sitting at the back of the class with your books creating a shelter around you because you can't stand the hate and everything you do is hated and your shoes and your pants are hated and your shirt doesn't suit you and don't have your hair that way and don't smile and smile for the photo and ignore her she's mean to me.
Burning books for other people
then burning them for yourself because stuff everything.
Setting off the fire alarm for other people
then setting it off for yourself because stuff everything.
Lying to other people
then lying to yourself because stuff everything.
Hanging around with the cool kids for a good reputation
then not doing it because you won't ever achieve 'good reputation' or 'good' or 'reputation'.
Humming during pe because no one will talk to you
humming because you're not even doing pe.
Sitting next to that girl in class because she likes you
not sitting next to that girl in class because you don't like her.
Sitting next to where that girl in class sits to make her feel good
not sitting next to that girl in class because she didn't turn up
because the person she liked wouldn't sit next to her
and the pain was too much
so she took her life from herself.
never finding out her name.
scars.
Family:
Mother: Emily Shawers, 43, Hair Stylist
Father: Sam Shawers, 44, Goldsmith
Sister: Oceana Shawers, 16, Tribute
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Past/Current Relationships: N/A
Past/Current Occupations: Student
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Thoughts on the Games: kill them all
Reaping:
I didn't pay any attention. Why should I? No-one pays any attention to me. Screams. Cries. Blood from your finger. 'Next please'. Mum. Dad. Oceana. I don't care. They said they loved me. I believed them. That's gone. "Dom Shawers."
Strategy in the Training Center: kill them all
Strategy during interview with Caesar Flickerman: straight and brutal. no one cares. no one cares.
Strategy for the Bloodbath and Arena: kill them all
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Fears:
☞ Losing someone I love
☞ Not being good enough
☞ People making fun of me
☞ People not understanding what I've been through/People saying 'I know what it feels like' NO YOU DON'T
☞ Loving someone so much I can't let go
Strengths:
✞ Weapons
✞ Fighting
✞ Broad variety of knowledge
✞ On the good side of the Capitol
Weaknesses:
✟ I don't say a lot
✟ People can get to me really easily
✟ I'm not good at making friends
✟ I often lash out
✟ When I care about something, I care
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Choice of Weapon: Trident
Token:
(view spoiler)
Mod
First Name: Dom
Middle Name: Jason
Last Name: Shawers
~~~~~~~☆★~~~~~~~
Age: 18
Time of Birth: 17:36
Place of Birth: Home, D1
Zodiac Sign: Leo
Date of Birth: July 28th, 1996
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Looks great! Approved.
Hi, I'm new to this group, is it too late to add a character?
Mod
Nope! Create away!
Oh! Thank you! Am I able to reserve a character in the mean time?
[ Here's my character! I hope it's okay! ] First Name: Hadley
Middle Name: Jane
Last Name: Bailey
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District: 9
Age: 13
Appearance: http://25.media.tumblr.com/4a66d8ff2e...
Hair Colour: Dirty Blonde, Long, Wavy, Ends above her tailbone
Eye Colour: Hazel
Skin Tone: Fair, Freckles on her face
Weight: 89 pounds, Small Build, Slightly muscular, Very Thin
Height: 4 feet 7 inches
Distinguishable Markings: Small scar in left eyebrow from a cat scratch
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Personality: Hadley is extremely quiet and only speaks when spoken to. She is shy, nimble, and generous. She wants to help others, in anyway she can. Her voice is soft, high pitched, and happy. Hadley is almost always seen with the family farm cat Buttons, or scribbling in her notebook. She is a listener not a talker, and is very curious. She learns by observing and watching others, not doing. She enjoys reading, drawing, and being outdoors. Hadley is extremely gentle and forgiving when it comes to liars and cheats. She believes that people are good and have good hearts. Hadley is gullible but not unintelligent. She is full of good ideas and a quick thinker. She is scared easily and freezes up when caught in a moment of fear. Where she isn't into talking to new people, she is very friendly when taken the time to get to know her.
Pet Peeves: Unnecessary sarcasm in serious situations
Likes: Art, Outdoors, Sunsets, Nice people, Teachers, Optimistic People, Kindness, Visually Attractive Scenery, Humor
Dislikes: Arrogance, Thunder Storms, Blood ( Faints at the sight of it ), Being unable to help those in pain, Being in pain herself
History: Hadley grew up and lives on her family's wheat farm. She was raises with strong family and kindness values. Her parents never fought but if they did they fought in private. Her brother was always kind and never rough with Hadley. Because of this, Hadley is most definitely the "baby" of the family. Food was usually on the table, and if food was in short supply, they did live on a grain farm after all. She has never been through and type of trauma and has lived a normal life in District 9. She has a close bond with her brother more than anyone in her family.
Family:
Mother: Tracey Bailey - No occupation - Age: 39
Father: Elton Bailey - Farm Owner - Age: 41
Brother: John Bailey - Farm Hand - Age: 18
Sister: None
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Past/Current Relationships: None
Past/Current Occupations: None besides helping on the farm from time to time
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Thoughts on the Games: Hadley had always hated the idea of people being forced to hurt and kill others, so she never watched. Her brother was raised with the same family-oriented values, but he couldnt help but watch the games when they played in their home.
Reaping: Hadley and John had made their way into the crowds early in the morning, after being separated, Hadley sat in fear standing next to girls who were attending their first reaping too. Some were holding hands and looking at the ground, but even on this awful day Hadley couldn't help but look around at the overflow of peacekeepers and teens waiting for the reaping. She stared intently at the two half-full bowls on the stage. She clenched her fingers together and cracked her knuckles. She had always crackled her knuckles when she was nervous. When the ceremony began, she looked over at her brother John who was looking back at her. She gave him a smile, hoping to lighten his spirits. He gave her a weak grin in return. She watched a hand enter the females's bowl and the adrenaline in her body rose. The announcer cleared their voice, "Hadley... Bailey!" Hadley squinted her eyes in confusion. She glanced in John's direction to see him, face puckered in despair, and she saw everyone staring at her. Someone behind her nudged her shoulder indicating her to move. She slowly made her way to the stage, blank of feeling, only hearing John's cries.
Strategy in the Training Center: She will try to wait for someone to approach her, if not, she will try to be invisible, working on survival, not brawn.
Strategy during Interview with Caesar Flickerman: She will attempt to be herself, answering questions truthfully.
Strategy for the Blood Bath and Arena: Run as fast as she can away from the larger population, collecting what she needs, and sustaining herself.
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Fears: Night, Blood, Dying Alone, Starvation, Loud Noises, Aggressive people, Being Chased, Large Animals
Strengths: Being Alone, Food Knowledge ( what to and to not eat ), Swift and Small
Weaknesses: Weak, Antisocial, Easily afraid, Childish ( mature, but has childish needs )
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Choice of Weapon: None
Token: None
Mod
First Name: Hadley
Middle Name: Jane
Last Name: Bailey
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District: 9
Age: 13
Appearance:
Hair Colour: Dirty Blonde, Long, Wavy, E..."
Looks great! Mel will put her on the roster when she comes back on.
Thank you! Also, I have a question. Am I able to participate in the training center now? Once I'm the training center, what exactly do I do? Sorry for all the questions!
Mod
Okay! I really like writing and I wanted to give this a try! So sorry if I'm not very good or doing anything wrong. Anyway, thank you!
Mod
Mod
And yes, you can go to the training center. Chloe explained it
Thank You! And I'll do that right now.
Mod
Can you please reserve District 10 male for me, but I'll let you know if I can't finish him.
Mod
Mel will make it official when she comes back on, but yes.
Mod
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First Name: Ezekiel "Zeke"
Middle Name: Henry
Last Name: Herington
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District: Ten | 10 | Livestock
Age: 18
Appearance:
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Hair Colour: Ezekiel has dirty blonde hair that has a mix of colours. His hair is very light in the summer but as the seasons change, his hair darkens a little.
Eye Colour: His eyes are what make the ladies hearts skip a beat. Those round, sky blue eyes are like jewels, with fair, blond lashes, his eyes are what stand out. Even with his arched, dark blond eyebrows, his eyes are what everyone looks to.
Skin Tone: Slightly tanned
Weight: 180 lbs, Zeke has a very muscular frame from working around the animals for so long, his weight is mostly muscle.
Height: 5, 12
Distinguishable Markings: He has flames tattooed on his left rib cage, spreading up his back and curling around a little on the back of his neck.
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Personality:
I don't mean to be cocky, but I mean.. look at me, I'm possibly the sharpest guy in Panem.
Let's be honest, there's no denying that Zeke is confident in his looks and his character. You can't say you never presumed he wasn't, given his looks and way with girls. But he isn't one to boast, as he knows better than to do so in front of others. He isn't necessarily cocky in a negative way, he is just very confident in himself. He never takes it too far and doesn't always like to be the center of attention, and although he does 99% of the time, he is also one to let others have the spotlight once in a while and he won't deny that there are many who are far better than him. He has the confidence one needs to be a tribute that lasts long in the Games.
Get out of here before I really get mad, and trust me, you don't want to see that.
Ezekiel can be demanding, also a little inconsiderate. He is slightly stuck up and likes to get his way. Now, he doesn't try to be stuck up or rude, it's just who he became to be growing up in the wealthy part of District 10. He isn't always like so, but he can be snappish and cruel when he wishes to, and sometimes he will loose people he cares about to his short temper and spoiled attitude. He tries to hide this side of him, and is ashamed to be like the typical rich kid who is used to getting his way, or expects everyone to do what he says, but that's just part of him. He does try to suppress his urge to snap at lowly people who get on his nerves, but it doesn't always work and he tends to offend quite a few people with his superior mindset.
Well, aren't you a little beauty. Ezekiel Herington, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.
One cannot deny that Zeke is seen as a good looking man, and he knows it himself. This is probably what stems his flirty tendencies and his smooth ways. Now, he has an interest for women in general, but he doesn't just stop at watching them, he likes to talk and is quite the ladies man. He is popular with many women, and is usually seen with a flock of them. He is good with words and loves to charm and impress any female he sees. The talk in the town is that he only goes for the rich, beautiful women, but that isn't true. Behind all the flirting and smirks, Ezekiel actually has an eye for the women that don't usually come from his part of the District. His eyes catch on the other women, the modest, quiet ones, who are sweet and kind, or feisty and stubborn. But, no one truly knows this and he likes to portray himself as a ladies man.
Ahaha, oh-oh, sorry, were you being serious? You were... Oh.
Zeke is light-hearted kind of guy, who doesn't mind a good laugh from time to time. He isn't a cruel person, unless he must be. He can see the positive side of most situations and is quite immature for his age. He loves to laugh and will make jokes out of even the most serious of things. Sometimes he can go too far and burst out laughing when no one else finds it as hilarious as he. Most of the time people love this side of him but other times, he can be offensive if he laughs at something, which he would never mean to actually offend anyone, it just happens. He's a very relaxed young man, and sometimes that can be his downfall, but he can always manage to lighten the mood.
I believe kindness is the language the deaf can hear and the blind can see.
Apart from the popular belief, Zeke is actually such a sweet heart. He doesn't show it that often when in the eye of public. One of his rules is to not show emotion as to avoid getting hurt by others, to avoid people trying to take advantage of him. He is usually the one to help around when it is necessary, and is actually polite and a fair gentleman. He likes to see that everyone is cared for. But he doesn't want for people to know, because he doesn't like being seen as a softy, but really he is. He is also a sucker for romance, and is deep down a romantic. If he cares, he really cares. For him, kindness is the universal language and it helps him to show how he really feels when he can't communicate it as well as he likes to.
Pet Peeves:
-People looking for pity
-Obnoxious laughs
-When people chew loudly
Likes:
-Girls
-Winning
-Being superior to others
-Laughing
-Telling jokes
Dislikes:
-When people see the real him
-When they break him down and make him vulnerable
-Oranges
-Blood
History:
Zeke grew up in one of the most wealthy families in his District. He had it good, unlike many around him. He had food, good clothes, friends, everything he could have wanted. He went to school with his brother, Aiden, who was his best friend. They did practically everything together. All was well, until one day, Zeke's father had taken Aiden to his work to show him what he did. And when his father hadn't been looking Aiden had begun to play with the butcher tools that they used to decapitate the animals. He turned around to see his son on the ground, an ax lodged into his skull. Nothing could have been done for the little boy. It is said he had been playing with the weapons and had thrown it up in the air, failing to catch it or move out of the way.
Immediately, his father was blamed for the death of his son. He was charged with murder, taken away, and never seen again. Zeke was now left with his grief stricken mother, who later became an alcoholic, to care for and a loss in his heart that could never be filled. Hatred became his new favourite emotion. He quite school, began working to support his mother, even though they had tons of money. He couldn't stand to do nothing but learn useless things in school. He became a butcher, and known to be hated by the people for his violent tendencies and angry behavior. Sometime after his brothers death, Zeke got a tattoo in honour of his brother, whose name means fire. He continued to work until the Reaping.
Family:
Mother: Mary Herington, 50, Breeder
Father:
Brother:
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Past/Current Relationships: Zeke's had a few past relationships, but not at the moment.
Past/Current Occupations: Up until the Reaping Zeke was a butcher like his father.
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Thoughts on the Games:
I hope that one day they'll stop. That'll we'll all get along eventually.
Reaping:Some could have dropped a needle and the sound would have echoed off the walls, it was so damn quiet. Zeke stood in a cluster of boys his age. Just please let me last one more year, just one. The Escort scampered up the stage, tapping the microphone obnoxiously. "Testing, testing! Oh, jolly, it's working!" She cried. Just one more year. Only one more year. All I have to do is not get Reaped and I'll be okay. The crowd didn't move, only stared. The sun blazed down on their backs, causing many to break out in a sweat, whether from nerves or heat, Zeke didn't know or care. Just last this one and you're good. "Ladies first!" Giggled the woman. Click, clack, click. Her heels stabbing the stage with each step. Everyone held their breath, "Faith Hope!" Squealed the lady. A scream of agony could be heard from the parents somewhere to the left. Then a small girl stepped out of line. Zeke didn't even look to see who she was, he had long ago zoned out. Please, please, let it not be me. "Boys next," Said the Escort shuffling to the other bowl. Just let me survive this one more year and I'll be okay. The slip was slowly opened, everyone holding their breath once again. Please let me just get through this without getting Reaped.
"Ezekiel Herington."
Strategy in the Training Center: Look threatening, make an alliance with strong tributes.
Strategy during interview with Caesar Flickerman: Be serious, a little likable, but show you mean business.
Strategy for the Bloodbath and Arena: Get as many supplies as possible, and make it to safety without getting injured or killed.
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Fears:
Fear of darkness
Fear of failure
Fear of death
Fear of blood
Strengths:
-Fair knowledge of weapons
-Good with an ax and knives
-Very muscular and strong
-Knows how to kill without the aftershock
Weaknesses:
-Has a fear of blood from all the years of being a butcher
-Can be too harsh/rude
-Makes enemies easily
-Is not a Career
-Has limited medical knowledge
-Can't take much seriously
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Choice of Weapon: Ax or a knife
Token: His tattoo, he has nothing else to which he cares about
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message 76:
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Mel, i have an unhealthy obsession with jesse rutherford
(last edited Jan 07, 2015 08:03AM)
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HOW DARE YOU
USE MY LOVE
FOR A TRIBUTE
NOW HE HAS TO WIN
LEO BBY < / 3
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but other than that, approved!
Could I swap so that my kill off is Enika instead of Amiel please.
Mod
Can I claim Peaches and Apple as my kill-offs, please?
Mod
Who likes my choice of names .-.
Mod
Who likes my choice of names .-."
*raises hand*
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Who likes my choice of names .-."
*raises hand*"
I was going to call her Peaches Geldof and was like 'nope'
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