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(view spoiler)[ Name: Ambrose Chorro
Age: 17
Gender: Male
District: 1
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Personality: Ambrose is cunning, manipulative and strategic. When he sets his mind on something, he will stop at nothing to fulfil that goal. He is capable of kindness and will use his charm to trick his fellow tributes into trusting him and forming an alliance. However, at the end of the day he plans to win and will kill anyone who stands in his way, including his District partner.
Skills: Good with most weapons
Weaknesses: Is a terrible climber, not the best swimmer and is overly confident
(Optional) Character History: Ambrose has been training since the age of five to win the Hunger Games. Under the eye of his father, Augustus and uncle Cash, former Victors, Ambrose was drilled on almost every weapon known to man, practicing for more than twelve hours a day most years. He was injured at the age of ten in a knife throwing accident that damaged one of the nerves in his right arm. Because of this he has very little control of the fingers on that hand and has learned to favor the other one. Because of the injury he has a terrible time climbing and making a fist.




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Name: Asta Zale Brycin
Age: 17
Gender: Female
District: 11
Sexuality: Lesbian
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Personality: Asta is ferociously protective and a fierce fighter, and she may seem cold to those who don't know her. In reality, her protectiveness is fueled by her softer, nurturing side. Deep down, she's kind and caring and loves those close to her greatly. Her fierce, fighting nature, though, can be attributed to the fact that she never gives up, especially in a fight. She's also quite intelligent and tends to think things through before she acts, unless she's more emotional.
Skills: Knives, swords, anything with a sharp blade, really. She's very good at finding food and identifying plants, too, and she's pretty resourceful. Also her strength, her intelligence, and her sedulousness.
Weaknesses: Her recklessness and impulsiveness when she's emotional, and the weapons she can't use too well. She's also not the best swimmer (she can keep herself afloat, but she's very slow and clumsy when she's swimming.)
History: Asta was born to two poor parents in District 11. She worked in the fields and orchards by age six. However, when Asta was twelve, her father was killed by Peacekeepers, and her mother spiraled into deep depression. Asta's mother was unable to do anything, completely stricken by grief, and Asta was forced to begin stealing to keep her and her mother alive. She was almost caught a couple times but she was always able to get away with it because she was very sneaky. Unfortunately, when Asta was fifteen, her mother finally gave up and hung herself. Asta was now on her own. Despite the tragedies that had happened to her, she started taking some of the kids in District 11 under her wing and took care of them if their parents couldn't, essentially assuming a mom/big sister role to all of them. She continued this until she was reaped for the Games and had to leave all the children behind, much to everyone's dismay, including her own. It tore her apart, realizing that the ones who loved her were now all gone. The only way she'd be able to get back to them was by winning the Games. So now, she's determined to win.
Playlist:
⫸ Look What You Made Me Do – Taylor Swift
⫸ I Did Something Bad – Taylor Swift
⫸ You Need To Calm Down – Taylor Swift
⫸ girls – girl in red
⫸ mosh pit – Cook Thugless
⫸ Prom Queen – Beach Bunny
⫸ Wait For It – Leslie Odom Jr.
⫸ The Show Must Go On – Queen
⫸ Another One Bites The Dust – Queen
⫸ all the good girls go to hell – Billie Eilish
⫸ bad guy – Billie Eilish
⫸ you should see me in a crown – Billie Eilish
⫸ Sit Still, Look Pretty – Daya
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Birthday: January 13th
Zodiac Sign: Aquarius
Whenever a metaphorical weight gets lifted off of my shoulders, I barely notice, because there are so many others holding me down.
If I could turn back time, I'd make it so that I was never born.
When I told them I wanted to die, they laughed. Why? I was serious.


I've been hurt so many times, pain is more like my natural state.

ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘: (First) Amarinthis
(Middle) Jolie
(Last) Mallow
Nicknames: Amari
Aliases/Codenames: Joyless, Metaphor
Things have to get worse before they get better, people say. Well, things have been getting worse and worse for years, so where's my fix?

𝔸𝕘𝕖: 17

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𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣: Female

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𝕊𝕖𝕩𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: Straight asexual

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Name: Kavi (his nickname, he refuses to give people his real name) Garcia
Age: 16
Gender: Male
District: 9
Sexuality: gay
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/6415519...
Personality: Cold, intelligent, gets annoyed when people try to annoy him on purpose.
Skills: Lying, dodging, being flexible.
Weaknesses: gets annoyed at people, sort of an introvert so not likely to make any alliances unless an extrovert adopts him.
History: He was a lonely child, he never had any friends or family because eventually they all abandoned him. He kept getting betrayed and left behind so he taught himself to be independent and to not make friends or allies. He thought that everyone would leave him in the end, so he didn’t talk to anyone because he didn’t want to get hurt. He’s a very intelligent person but all the hurt and pain left him unstable and antisocial.
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Name: Riley Hearthstone
Age: 16
Gender: Male
District: 10
Sexuality: bisexual
Appearance: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/5815977...
Personality: He’s sort of a gentle giant, he just wants to hug everyone in sight. He’s also VERY unsure of himself and his abilities and thinks that he’s weak.
Skills: His kindness and physical abilities.
Weaknesses: too trusting and too uncertain of himself
History: his parents died when he was young, he has a little brother named Ellis who he takes care of. Ellis is like his older brother except he has a wheelchair and also is less able to defend himself so Riley decided to volunteer and make sure that his brother was safe.
(Optional) Other: nothing else

Name: Ayrica songbird
Age: 17
Gender: Female
District: 5
Sexuality: Pan
Appearance: https://scontent-ort2-1.xx.fbcdn.net/...
Personality: Bold, confident, somehow always has candy with her even when she ran out a few weeks ago.
Skills: Surprise attacks, she’s also a gymnast and very smart.
Weaknesses: Not serious enough and is easily distracted and riled up.
History: she has a whole lot of siblings. Her parents died when they were young and she was the oldest so she had to take charge and make sure that her siblings survived the harsh world.
(Optional) Other: *makes orange juice out of lemons*
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(view spoiler)[ “I didn’t want to do this.”

ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕖: Emma Marie Dakota

𝔸𝕘𝕖: 12

𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕥: 7

𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣: Female

𝕊𝕖𝕩𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: Bisexual

𝔸𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖: https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/pro...

ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: Emma is the girl who’s looks can deceive you. She is a girl who is artistic and smart. She likes to be silly even during certain bad situations. She’s almost like a toddler; clumsy. But deep down is a girl who wants revenge. She knows not everybody is the same as the people who killed Grace, but she wants to feel satisfied with herself.

𝕊𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕤: Camouflage, Plants, Climbing, Knives

𝕎𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕤: Being alone, swords, Grace, Creepy things

ℍ𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪: Emma grew up as a curious girl in District 7. Her father was a lumberjack and her mother was a baker. Emma had an older sister named Grace that was killed by a person in the district for not doing her job right. Grace was 16 and Emma saw her being killed. When people mention her she gets sad and mad. (...smad.) At her school, she was usually picked on for being an artist, and for her smarts, but once she turned 12, and the reaping was done, Emma promised herself she would win, just for Grace. (hide spoiler)]

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(Middle) Raven – Raven
(Last) Than – Death

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𝔸𝕘𝕖: 18

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𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕥: 12

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𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣: Male

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𝕊𝕖𝕩𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: Homoromantic asexual

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Part 1 of Kitt: (view spoiler)[


ℐ 𝒹𝑜 𝒶 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 “𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉.”

ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕖: (First) Carwyn – Love, fair, blessed
(Middle) – Hunter – One who hunts
(Last) Arledge – Dweller at the rabbit lake
(Nickname) Kitt – Pure

𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑔𝑜𝓉𝓉𝒶 𝒷𝑒 𝒶 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓉.

𝔸𝕘𝕖: 16

𝒮𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒾𝒻 ℐ 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑒𝒹. ℐ’𝓂 𝓃𝑜𝓉.

𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣: Male

𝒲𝑒 𝓌𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝒸𝓇𝑜𝓌𝓃𝓈 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒.

𝕊𝕖𝕩𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: Gay

ℐ𝓉’𝓈 𝑜𝓀𝒶𝓎 𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓂𝑒. 𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝓉𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒.

𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕥: 4

𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝓊𝓅 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝑒𝒶. ℬ𝓊𝓉 ℐ 𝒹𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓂𝓅𝒶𝑔𝓃𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓌.

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𝒪𝒽, 𝓅𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒, 𝒹𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝒸𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒.

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𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒’𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒶 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝒹 𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝓃𝑜𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒.

ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: Kitt was a nice person. Really, he was. He was the golden child, actually: smart, compassionate, generous, honest, everything you’d want a child to be. But when tragedy struck his family, he seemed to just...change. It was really abrupt, practically overnight. He kept his intelligence, for sure. Even his loyalty. But his compassion, his generosity, his honesty, his kindness, that all went down the drain. The new Kitt was sarcastic, sadistic, menacing, maniacal, poisonous. He was a nightmare. Most everyone in his neighbourhood feared him, especially his little sisters. And he didn’t even care. He still doesn’t. He hasn’t changed in the three years since.

𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀 ℐ’𝓂 𝒶 𝒽𝑜𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒹𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃, ℐ’𝓂 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓈𝑒.

ℍ𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪: For the first twelve years of his life, Kitt wasn’t too bad off.
Kitt grew up right in the centre of District 4. His house, two stories and made of red brick with sturdy black shingles, was home to him, his parents, and his three sisters, two younger and one older.
Kitt’s father, Davis, was a fisherman who spent long days out on the water catching fish for all of Panem. His mother, Lylith, was a doctor and spent every day at home caring for the children or helping out patients in the spare-bedroom-turned-clinic. His younger sister, Jemma, was two years, six months, and thirteen days younger than him. She helped Lylith take care of the patients, as well as gathering and buying the necessary items for the clinic. His youngest sister, Talina, was five years, three months, and seven days younger than him, and sometimes helped Lylith and Jemma, but also enjoyed spending time alone, reading. His older sister, Rubia, was three years, eight months, and five days older than him. She spent every day cleaning and gutting fish to help the family make money.
And that’s how it happened. One day, when Kitt was thirteen, Rubia’s knife slipped and cut her finger open. It wasn’t too bad of a cut, so she figured she’d just suck it up and keep working. That was a very big mistake. Not even a week later, Rubia was bedridden, struck by terrible sepsis. With a fever burning 105º, a cough that had her hacking up blood, and hallucinations terrifying her several times a day, Davis and Lylith knew they had to do something. The remedies Lylith had weren’t working, not suited for this degree of illness. The available treatment was well beyond anyone’s price range but citizens of the Capitol. However, Davis and Lylith couldn’t just sit around and watch Rubia die. Which is why Davis sneaked out one night and tried to steal some medicine.
Keyword: tried.
The next morning, the Arledges woke up to a commotion in the square outside their home. Well, the Arledges minus Davis. They soon found him, however. His bloodied and broken body lay in the middle of the town square, surrounded by Peacekeepers trying to keep citizens of District 4 away. They’d lost Davis to the extreme violence of the Peacekeepers.
Soon afterward, they lost Rubia, too.
Lylith, stricken with grief, didn’t leave her bedroom for many, many weeks, leaving Kitt, Jemma, and Talina to handle things themselves. They often heard their mother’s sobs echoing throughout the house.
One day, it was unusually quiet. Unsettlingly quiet. That is, until little Talina went upstairs to check on their mother. Then a scream rang out, probably heard by all of Panem. The children found their mother hanging by her neck in her closet, limp and cold like the dust-covered coats surrounding her body.
The third death in just a couple months left the three remaining Arledges broken and distressed, none more so than Kitt. He’d been incredibly close with his family, but especially Rubia and Lylith. Their deaths made him unstable and severely damaged his state of mind. He also no longer had any respect for the Capitol or the Peacekeepers.
Kitt began to take out his overwhelming emotions by training for the Hunger Games, putting in more effort than ever before. He became exceedingly good with knives as well as tridents. He also learned how to make nets, but weapons were much better for handling anger, which now flooded his mind. He spent several hours every day practicing with knives, tridents, and swords, and eventually through violence his anger wore away and he developed a sort of sadistic and slightly maniacal attitude, also fueled by wanting revenge on the Capitol and wishing to see it and all its people burn.
Despite his hatred for the Capitol, he began focusing on training specifically for the Hunger Games, wanting to compete in them and do as much destruction as possible in the process. He started learning how to make poisons and identify plants using the books in his late mother’s clinic. He also practiced the poisons using leftover ingredients of his mother’s and different plants he found around District 4. He didn’t have much to live for, anyway, so if he was gonna go down, he wanted to go down fighting.
And thus, for the last five years, Kitt had spent several hours a day training every single day, determined to be a fierce and worthy competitor when he finally entered the Games.
Determined,
Not necessarily to be a victor,
but to be the one who started fires
and watched them burn.

ℐ 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓀𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒶 𝓈𝓁𝒶𝓅𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒 ℐ 𝒹𝑜. (hide spoiler)]

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𝕊𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕥𝕙𝕤: Kitt is really quite good with a lot of weapons. Tridents, spears, knives, swords, that sort of thing. He's pretty good at hunting, especially fishing, and honestly, as long as he has a trident, spear, or knife, killing things comes rather easily to him, with other weapons being less easy but still okay. He knows a bit about plant identification, mostly about which plants to use for medicines, painkillers, and remedies from his mom being a doctor. He also knows which water is drinkable and which isn't, seeing as he came from the water district and all, so he's pretty reliable in that field.

ℐ’𝓂 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒽 𝒾𝓉. 𝒜𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓈, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒.

𝕎𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕤: Axes, maces, bows and arrows aren't really his sort of thing but he can use them halfway-decently if need be. He just hasn't trained much with them because they're not really his favourite. He's also not the best with sorting poisonous plants from edible ones. He's worse hunting with things besides tridents, spears, and knives, but he can still do okay in that area.

𝒥𝓊𝒹𝑔𝑒 𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉.

ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥: you should see me in a crown – Billie Eilish
bad guy – Billie Eilish
all the good girls go to hell – Billie Eilish
bury a friend – Billie Eilish
Another One Bites The Dust – Queen
The Show Must Go On – Queen
I Did Something Bad – Taylor Swift
Look What You Made Me Do – Taylor Swift
This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things – Taylor Swift
Blank Space – Taylor Swift
Before You Go – Lewis Capaldi
Someone You Loved – Lewis Capaldi
World Burn – Taylor Louderman, Original Broadway Cast of Mean Girls
prom dress – mxmtoon
Mad at Disney – salem ilese
I’m Still Standing – Elton John
Circus – Britney Spears
Oops! ...I Did It Again – Britney Spears
mosh pit – Cook Thugless
Kiwi – Harry Styles
Watermelon Sugar – Harry Styles
bellyache – Billie Eilish

𝒟𝒶𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔, ℐ'𝓂 𝒶 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝒹𝒶𝓎𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂.

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𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝑜 ℐ 𝒶𝓂. 𝒩𝑜𝒷𝑜𝒹𝓎 𝓈𝒶𝒾𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒾𝓉. (hide spoiler)]

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idek what to do for blaze uaaaaaa im stuck

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(view spoiler)[ "I see I have found death."

ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘: (First) Blaze – Fire
(Middle) Raven – Raven
(Last) Than – Death

"I am waiting for the ravens to take me."

𝔸𝕘𝕖: 18

"Will you hurt me too? ... Good."

𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕥: 12

"We all break too."

𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣: Male

"Why do we never just ... fade away?"

𝕊𝕖𝕩𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: Homoromantic asexual

"When your soul leaves your body ... you can't even scream anymore."

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"They still won't tell me anything."

ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: Blaze is ... tired. He has lost everything his name was. He no longer has true vitality, true strength of character. He kind of glides around, metaphorically, from thing to thing, waiting for the moment where maybe, hopefully, he'll perish. Waiting for the moment that the flashbacks will stop. Though he seems mostly complacent and unsocial at first, one you would not notice as he sits in the shadows, if someone asks him about his past, or his trauma, or tries to hurt him, he has something in the back of his mind that can snap. Something that will make him get on the defensive. Only then does he actually regain he smallest vitality, only then does he see the colors of the world again. Sometimes he can find himself trying to get into a fight just to awaken his mind from its sad, numb state. He pushes people away because he doesn't have the strength nor the want to socialize and prefers to just keep silent. he's also pretty paranoid that people are trying to manipulate him if they want to continue to socialize with him even after he gives them the silent treatment. After all, while would someone want to continue talking to his husk of a personality? So he gets himself into another fight, also hoping it'll revivify him a little.
And the cycle goes on and on.

"That's going to hurt."

𝕊𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕤: Swords, going without food, sleep, and water, hand-to-hand combat.

"I'm not sorry ... you asked for it ... didn't you?"

𝕎𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕤: Speed, finding inner strength to things, swimming, agility.

"Don't worry, it all stopped making sense before it even started."

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(view spoiler)[ Don’t you want to come closer? The water’s warm.

Name: Valeria ‘Thalassa’ Obura
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Orientation: Pansexual, grayromantic
Birth Place: Island in the middle of an ocean
Professional Orientation (ISO or FBI): Unknown, she'll take anything as long as they let her do what she wants in her free time.

It will all fade to gray.

Personality: Valeria (or Thalassa, as some people come nickname her, either out of fear or teasingly) is certainly an odd one. As soon as you see her, you can tell that something’s … off. Something isn’t fully functioning, or functioning too much. Though her appearance is initially a bit eerie –you wouldn’t exactly sit next to her and chat—there is something magnetic about her, something that wants you to know what is hidden beneath these layers and waves of oddity. She doesn’t speak much, she’s a bit introverted, if you want to try to fit her into a category. She won’t speak up much, she’ll stay in the dark corners of the room, observing everything. Taking notes. After a while her eyes will find someone who … interests her. And she’ll follow them with her gaze, always observing, trying to find their weakness and strength and what appeals to them. And she’ll let them know slowly that someone’s watching them, before finally approaching them. She is still odd when you talk to her, her voice immediately beautiful but her tone strange. The way she says things isn’t always very normal, and even the way she holds herself, how she fidgets and looks around, but can also nail down your soul with a stare into your eyes always gives off a strange impression. But she has a way to keep you interested, to make it seem like there’s something hidden inside of her. Someone could dismiss her as some strange, traumatized psychotic, who probably consumed drugs 24/7. But there’s something … more, something hidden, lurking in the corners of her mind. People are also quick to dismiss her fighting skills, but while fighting, she has speed and grace, and it feels like she swims in the blood-tainted air while she battles. And when she swims, it is easy to tell that it’s her natural habitat. Once she is in the water, a smile grows upon her face and she seems to want to want you with her. She can be a valuable part of the Academy, only people will most probably underestimate her. Even if her strangeness is obvious, she can still have intriguing tactical ideas, and is always up for a fight. And once she finds the right person, she can twist her words to make them feel more comfortable around her. She is able to play the ‘misunderstood’ card to get at least one person on her side. It is easy to tell her fascination for water and for the ocean, if only by the way she moves. It is like she was made to swim. And once you’ve seen her drown someone, the nickname ‘Thalassa’ reaches a whole new level.


Don’t worry. I’ll find a way to make him … disappear.

History: Nobody knows Valeria’s history. Even to her, there are a few things she cannot remember. But since you insist so much on knowing, I shall reveal:
Valeria was born on an island that is barely known to the rest of the population, in the middle of the seaThat place isn’t very much talked about, and for good reason – their isolation from true society and civilization has been lasting for many generations, and while there are many other 4 islands like those that are very well off, this one … not so much. An island often covered in fog, placed in a craggy part of the dark deep sea, the vibes were never very good. Especially since no Peacekeepers were ever sent to regulate them there and they often did their own law. One violence for another, in a way. Though the sea of 4 is always known for being gorgeous and sparkly, -- which it is, even on that island—the island was indeed close to a large sea rift and the water almost immediately gets deep away from shore. Orphaned since nearly the beginning of life, Valeria never liked to live in the above world. She didn’t like how the adults fought, didn’t like all the hostility, and all the negligence towards her and all the other children of the orphanage. She didn’t like it, how everything didn’t smoothly glide and morph and how everything felt finite. She would always enter the deep dark sea, completely ignoring the danger, especially with the fog almost always hanging over the surface of the water. She felt a natural attraction, a pull towards the ocean. Ever since the first time she went there, starving because her orphanage wouldn’t take care of her enough, she felt right at home. Once you went deep enough, the darkness and the cold completely take you over and you glide infinitely, blindly, into the obscurity. All the sounds drowned out except maybe the pressure of the water against your ears and the occasional movement in the water. But soon she figured out that she couldn’t see well when she went deep, and that she was quick to run out of breath. As much as she loved the blind sensation of it, she didn’t want to glide to her death – not yet, anyways. So she decided to steal a swimsuit that came straight from the Capitol, something that could help her see and breathe underwater. She spent hours and hours down there, exploring and gliding and enjoying the sensation. The sea was her ally. It could never, never hurt her. But then, a problem came along: the Capitol-swimsuit’s ‘owner’ (which truly wasn’t a fair title, since he had stolen it too) was very very annoyed to have had his most precious possession stolen, especially from that weird ‘orphan-runt’. When he finally caught Valeria with it, he attacked her. It wasn’t a true fight, he punched her to near unconsciousness and she couldn’t hit back. And then he left her bleeding on the beach. Luckily for Valeria, another kid found her. He was the same age as her, and his name was Laurian. Laurian helped her regain full consciousness and even gave her a makeshift ice pack, and then guided her back to the orphanage. And for a while, that was the last she saw of Laurian. But she wasn’t focused much on the mystery boy. What was on her mind was her swimsuit. She no longer had it. She felt like she was drowning – on land. Slowly, slowly drowning because she couldn’t get back to her sea. To her only true friend. To her natural habitat. Even though she could no longer go to the same depths, to see as much as she wanted to, she returned ragefully to the beach in the middle of the night. It was the first time she went swimming (well, at least, this deeply) during the night. She knew it wasn’t safe. But she didn’t care anymore. Once she slipped into the waters, she realized that her lungs had been trained much more now with all the swimming she had done, and could withhold more pressure than it did before she had gotten the swimsuit. And she let herself glide, swim, explore once again, but this time, without any safe support of her swimsuit-equipment. She went as deeply as she could, aware that she was nearing the large sea rift, but she couldn’t see. Once she knew she was above the sea rift, she started swimming downwards, into the rift. She couldn’t see a single thing but she enjoyed it. She trusted the sea, knew it would let her live. And even if it didn’t she was willing to abandon herself to it right then and there. But quickly, she felt the underwater pressure starting to press against her painfully, crushing her body. She panicked. This wasn’t the peaceful death she wanted. She started swimming up as fast as she could, forgetting that one should take their time going back up to the surface after going deep. Her lungs shriveled a bit on her way up and when she reached the surface, she was dizzy, nauseous, and shaking. She flopped onto the sand, but-
There he was again. The mystery boy. Laurian. He helped her clear her head, cough out the water, and regain as much health as possible. But this time she made Laurian stay next to her. She needed to know who he truly was. Laurian didn’t truly state who he was, just said he wanted to help her and get to know her. Considering they were both fifteen at this point, Valeria couldn’t fathom why he suddenly wanted to approach the ‘weird sea girl’ of the village. But after a while she confided in him and learnt that he was the son of the ‘mayor’ of the town, one of the most respected people there. But Laurian seemed nice. And after a while, a bond formed between them and they became close friends. And then Laurian confessed he had feelings for Valeria and she agreed to date him. They were often viewed as a strange pair, on the outskirts of being accepted. But it soon became clear that maybe Laurian wasn’t the best boyfriend to have. He wanted to ‘fix’ Valeria, make her attached to land, make her more ‘normal’, make her more ‘acceptable’ for ‘society’ (and it’s not even like the island they lived in was much a of a ‘society’, it was, as I mentioned earlier, pretty iffy.). Valeria was sickened by being kept away from the sea, from her comfortable darkness. She didn’t want to fit in. She just wanted to get away from this sickening place she had to call home, swim away forever, with the Laurian who used to care about her. But she dealt with it, forcing herself to obey Laurian, hoping that after a while, things would settle down and she’d be able to swim. But that time never came. And when she finally confronted Laurian about this toxicity, he told her she needed to be more acceptable if he wanted to marry her.
Of course. Marriage. A fucking life goal in a little island like hers.
Valeria was disgusted, horrified, and shocked all at the same time. They were only fifteen and he was already talking about that adult bullshit. She ran back to the sea, trying to find herself through swimming, but Laurian started yelling at her not to go there, that she shouldn’t do that ‘weird shit’ anymore. It ensued into a big verbal fight, which led absolutely nowhere except Valeria feeling broken. Shattered. Betrayed. She ran away, as far away as possible from Laurian, trying to find a quiet place away from him. And she crafted a plan. Like usual, fog would be establishing tonight. Such thick fog that it would be nearly impossible to see. Revenge flowing through her veins, she manages to convince Laurian to come by the sea, that they would ‘talk to figure things out and Valeria would apologize for her behavior. And she also had a nice little surprise for him.’ So Laurian made his way to the ‘romantic’ meeting place, while Valeria waited for him in the water, but close enough to shore for him to hear her. She began singing, singing with that beautiful angelic voice of his, calling to Laurian to come where she is. Laurian stepped forward to meet her but then he felt that he was entering water. He scolded her about it again but she promised that this would be her separation ritual from the sea. That after this, she would come back to land. And she continued singing angelically, and Laurian gave in, swimming all the way to where he guessed Valeria was. Valeria wrapped her hands around his neck.
And pulled him down. She pulled him down as far as she could bear after having let her lungs become much more land-adapted and held him there. Until he stopped jerking and twitching. She swam back to the surface and let the fog, the darkness, and the comfortable cold wrap her again in freedom. But when she had to come out of the water, she knew that the entire village would immediately suspect her of drowning their little golden child. But Valeria remembered that there was an Academy back in the main 4 land. To train children to kill. So she wrote a letter to the Academy, knowing that if they accepted her, she'd be immune of her island’s rageful mobs. She wrote a long letter detailing her skills and passions, convincing them that they should take her in even though she was already five years older than the regular students, because she was much much more skilled than the fifteen-year-olds (hide spoiler)]

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(view spoiler)[ And a day later, while she was making up excuses for Laurian’s ‘departure’, the Academy sent a boat to pick her up and carried her away to the Academy, free from being judged from Laurian’s murder. At the Academy, she quickly flew to first place for her stamina, her fishing skills (and thus skills with a trident) and of course her marvelous swimming. She had a certain … reputation among the students and was always avoided and nicknamed ‘Thalassa’. (No doubt that Kitt knows her better as ‘Thalassa’ than ‘Valeria’.) And when she was the chosen volunteer, nobody was surprised.
They just weren’t sure what she’d do to the tributes there.
Or to herself.


I know who you are.

Appearance: She has long pitch-black hair, equally dark piercing eyes, is a bit ghastly pale, and has a strange goth style that makes her look more weird than rebellious. There is something magnetic yet odd about her appearance.

Would you like to come on a little adventure with me?

Strengths: Magnetic, secretive, charismatic (in her own, strange way), addictive.
Flaws: Unhinging, uncomfortable, complacent, unnerving

Come with me.

Skills: Swimming, holding her breath, tridents, stamina
Weaknesses: non-sea related weapons going without food and water,
Other: Has a bit of an aftereffect on her lungs because of the pressure in the deep.

I just want to sink. Into the everything.

Theme Songs:
Shattered Pieces Make Me Sharp – AViVA
Siren – Kailee Morgue

The land is nothing. The water gives you everything.

Author's Note: She is the human personification of my dread-fascination of my thalassaphobia.

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