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[twinkie]

This is where you will put your CS! Make sure to include at least name, age, gender, district, strengths, weaknesses, bio, and a face claim.

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Name:
Arietta Williams
Age:
16
Height:
5”6'
Gender:
Female
District:
Ten
Strengths:
Knives, heavy lifting, stamina in speed and strength
Weaknesses:
Most weapons, climbing, gathering
Weapon of Choice:
Either some sort of sturdy wire for strangling or throwing knives; trained in both, but wants to train in swords and heavier weapons.
Build:
Stocky and fairly muscular, while she may be shorter than most, she is not petite.
Token:
A small leather knot that her little brother gave her.
Bio:
Arietta grew up in District Ten and has lived there all her life. She tends to the animals on the family farm, selling the livestock they raised to the Capital, most of the time having killed the animals.
She had been hoping that the Reaping would not choose her, as Arietta’s birthday was only a couple months away, but she was chosen and sent to the Capital to prepare for the arena.​

 

[Ashy_OCdesigns]

Name:
Tinkerbell West
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
hasn’t had time to think about that
District:
One
Age:
17
Weapon:
The mace.
Appearance:
Tinkerbell is pretty short and she has wavy brown hair, ice green eyes (in the almond shape), and light honey skin. She has many freckles and a large Grecian nose and is noted for being on the thinner side. She has pretty muscular legs.
Strengths/Skills:
Has been ballet-dancing for quite a long time, so she has pretty strong leg and back muscles. This means she has quite good stamina, agility, and endurance, and has pretty good muscular strength (though her legs are way stronger) and balance. She has also been training for the games for quite some time.
Weaknesses:
She’s very light, and so is easy to overpower, be pinned, etc. She also has a higher metabolic rate and is more likely to burn calories, meaning she is more likely to starve and freeze in the arena. Her legs are short, meaning she can't cover large distances in a short amount of time. She relies heavily on first impressions. She may clash with the other careers because of her ambition. Tinkerbell also has arachnophobia.
Personality:
Tinkerbell is quite judgmental and despite appearing overconfident, she worries a lot about her image. She is a determined person and can be quite competitive, sometimes overly so. Once she sets her mind to something, nothing can deter her. She can be a bit ruthless in getting her goals, but will never go so far as to cheat. She hates people who credit other people's achievements for themselves or who don't put in any effort and expect to succeed.
Small Bio:
A girl who has been taught that only skinny people can be dancers since she was 5 years old, she didn’t eat very much to become skinny. She would eat enough so that she didn’t drop dead from lack of nutrients and didn’t crack her ribs easily. At the same time, she was also training for the hunger games, which is why she ate more than she would've if she was just a dancer. As such, she became obsessed with this idea of beauty that she could never achieve. She would eat very little, but she knows that she needs to keep up her strength.
Interview Angle:
The pretty girl
Games Strategy:
Try to team up with the careers or other seemingly powerful and skillful fighters. Also, try to kill the 'weaker' players in the bloodbath.
Token:
none
Height:
160 cm or 5'3
Weight:
107 pounds.
Fears:
failure and spiders
Alliance:
The careers(most likely).

 

[Duke of Doge]

Name:
Claudia August
Age:
17
Gender:
Female
District:
Two
Strengths:
Claudia has above-average medical knowledge. She boasts superb strength and stamina from both working the stone quarry and training for the games.
Weaknesses: Confident to the point of being detrimental, will most likely be despised by fellow tributes, lacking in survival experience in the outdoors.
Personality: As is the case with many children from two, Claudia is loyal to the capital, and has actually trained for The Games. She has a strong personality, is intensely driven, and is egotistical. She is not afraid to take fights, or boast about her own self-confidence. After all, if her life may be cut short, she should live like a glorious king for what time she has. Almost all other tributes are beneath her, with only the strong earning her companionship. Though, this is mostly an act to keep herself from being scared. Undeneath the bravado is just a girl who wants to make her family proud.
Height: 5'6
Weight: 150lbs
Preferred Weapon: Axe and Shield
Arena Strategy: Upfront, total offense during the Bloodbath. Eliminate as many as possible, and figure it out from there.
Interview Strategy: Hype herself up as the one to watch.
Token: A tungsten coin with the symbol of Caduceus printed on it.

Bio:
Born the daughter of two of the town healers, Claudia lived in relative comfort for her childhood. Claudia learned what she could from her father and mother. However, things soon took a turn for the worst. Her father would eventually gain a strong addiction to their already limited amount of Morphling. Causing the household to bleed more resources than it could take in, leading to the 13-year-old having to step up and help provide for her parents and younger children. She would start with odd jobs and manual labor. Helping to move goods across town. It was enough to keep afloat, just barely. Claudia grew in body and mind, strengthened like the stone she would help to quarry. Never again would her family have to be hungry. The Games provided this opportunity. So she began to train, each year she would gain skill, and submit her name in an additional time. By the time she was 17, her name was in the ballot 15 times that year. Now being drawn and accepted as a Tribute, Claudia intends to become like the Gladiators of antiquity. She will either win, achieving enough fame and recources to last a lifetime. Or, she will die in a spectacular blaze of glory enough to where her story will live on.​

 

[Rains.Forest]

Name:
Rush Deva
Age:
16
Birthday:
October 25
Zodiac:
Scorpio
Where he was born:
Rocky Mountains, Panem.
Gender:
Male
Pronouns:
He/Him
Sexuality:
Bisexual
Race:
Korean
Height:
6'2
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District:
Two/Masonry
Preferred Weapon:
Axe & Crossbow
Strategy:
Form Alliances and build trust with fellow teammates and enemies. Trick & Lie.
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[Jannah]

Name: Ronan Stafford

Age: 18

Gender: Male

District: 10

Strengths: like most of those hailing from poorer districts, Ronan is hardened and strong from participation in strenuous physical labour. Stamina and energy is not something he lacks. Of course, he has some knowledge of survival skills as well due to the conditions of his District. He is also resourceful, able to utilize nearly any resources at his command.

Weaknesses: Ronan can be overconfident and rush into situations without thinking too much about the consequences. This is especially true once his adrenaline is pumping. The boy is simply not one to back down from a fight. In fact, it could be said that he's trying to prove his worth to others. He is also rather blunt and upfront with nearly everything he does. There is little discretion at all in his actions or his words, thus making him somewhat predictable.

Strategy: Ronan's course of action is a rather straight forward one: bash through the opposition using brute strength alone. He is an opportunist and is known to strike while the opposition is in a moment of weakness. His methods of attack include heavy weapons such as blunts and maces, rope to tie down his opponents, and lastly, his own fists.

Personality: Despite being energetic and seemingly always on the go, Ronan is a quieter individual; perhaps even soft-spoken. He often prefers to keep to himself, often only forming connections with others if there is mutual benefit to be gained from doing so. Ultimately he does not socialize much at all, being a rather hard-working individual. He finds work rewarding as it keeps him healthy and fit (and perhaps is a distraction from the often empty stomach). Even if he does not always know how to properly express it, Ronan is a caring and good-natured individual. He hates the prospect of having to harm others, but reluctantly realizes that is is now necessary for his own survival.

Bio: Like most in his District, Ronan grew up poor. Despite the impoverished conditions shared by all his family had long been known and respected as skilled cattle ranchers as it was a trade long passed down within the family. Ronan and his siblings were simply the latest to pick up the trade. Ronan in particular found himself becoming a skilled cattle wrangler. He quickly became the one everyone would call on when their rambunctious animals needed rounding up.

Although the family had a sought after skillset it was never quite enough as the Capitol always demanded their share of District 10's production. Being the oldest of his siblings Ronan felt largely responsible for the younger ones. Upon the age of 12 he began taking the Capitol's food supplies. In exchange it meant having his name placed in the Reaping lottery. In every consecutive year his entries staked up, yet every year he had gotten fortunate. It was only upon his 18th year of life that his stroke of luck began to run out, for he round himself reaped for the 63rd Annual Hunger Games.

Feeling unsurprised by the fate that befell him, Ronan walked atop the stage with a bout of confidence. He said little at all and only looked forward towards the crowds. He was respected and he was strong. He swore to it that this year he could bring home another District 10 victor.

 

[supermartinbros]

Jay

❝Please don't kill me, yet. I need to do something first. Please.❞

Full Name - Jay Silentstone

Age - 12

D.O.B - December 16th

Gender - Female

District - 3

Height - 4'8"

Appearance - Standing Jay is 4'8" she has dark brown hair almost black which is slightly wavy but it is in a ponytail all the time. Her skin is a warm ivory tone, and she has brown to goldish eyes depending on the light the shade changes and varies slightly. She is very skinny for her age and small so her best description would be scrawny,

Personality - Jay is told to be more of a quiet but free-spirited child, she fights back for her freedom no matter what and she hated the reaping, almost to the point she would kill herself before she got reaped but she couldn't do that. She always tends to keep her promises no matter what, Jay is told to be a responsible child especially since the head of her family passing away it left her with all the burden and chores when she was 10. Jay can be both kind and empathetic to those around her but she wouldn't hesitate to use them for her own good to if that meant she could survive and win the game, if only she could win, Jay also is stubborn once she chooses her mind it takes immense amount of persuading or else she'll never let go of the idea, she is always looking forward, forward for a new plan.

Fears : Fear of being forgotten by her family, the fear of being alone, trusting people.

Weapon : Unknown and not revealed.

Arena Strategy - Make other tributes eliminate each other as fast as possible meanwhile hide, and create gadgets.

Strengths - Quick-witted, athletic, fast-learner/quick at adapting, smart. Technology/mechanic, making gadgets.

Weaknesses - Over-thinker, Hesitant, small in size, naivety, doesn't have much strength.​

 

[Sunsmiter]

"That look in your eyes...like the eyes of a paradigmatic sacrificial lamb."​

• Basic Info
• Skills and Weapons
• Personality
• Bio
• Quotes

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  Name: Tatyana von Messor
  Age: 25
  Gender: Female
  District: One
  Nicknames: The Reaper
  Appearance: Tatyana has fiery red hair and intense green eyes, a large woman in a Reaper's dress. She looms over others, simply glaring them down with her piercing gaze that is almost painful in its intensity. Cold and almost aloof, the former tribute dresses no longer in the bright, bold colors she had once worn as an heiress. Tatyana isn't going to a funeral, but that doesn't deter her from her "mourning" dresses. Perhaps a sign of homage to the tributes lost. Or maybe just because the Capitol sees her only as the Reaper, their mute and merciless puppet to parade around. She wears a filigree rapier and carries a scythe as her symbol. Tatyana resembles an angel of death, a psychopomp with no regret nor remorse.
  DOB: May 16th
  Height: 6' 6''
  Hobbies: Swordfighting and winemaking
  
  Former Hunger Games
  Interview Angle: The Calculating Mastermind
  Games Strategy: Prey on the weakened tributes, pick them off one by one. Alliance with anyone that would work with her, backstab later if needed. Use the tributes' infighting(or create it if there's none) to her advantage and manipulate the arena's environment to the best of her abilities. She would poison her weapons whenever she can, often slitting throats in the dead of night. If the blade didn't kill them, the poison and infection will. Hence her nickname "Reaper". She's not proud of it, but survival trumps all. Privately, she would admit she regrets everything she did in the name of survival, but when a girl's gotta live...hell's gotta pay.
  Token: A necklace with the Reaper's scythe as a symbol. Later changed to a ring when it broke during a fight. Never had it repaired and still wears it. It does not deal damage.
  Weapon: A scythe. Also can use swords or blades.
  
• 
  Strengths: Ruthless and pragmatic, Tatyana's ambition is more of a sheer drive for survival, her will carrying her through the Arena and capital until now. It's been a decade since the Hunger Games tore her life to shreds and gave her scars no technology can heal, and yet she will never forget. Looming over others, Tatyana is surprisingly strong and is more flexible and faster than most. Like many nobles, she was "groomed" for a career in the Hunger Games, but never cared for it. Instead, Tatyana prefers stealth, capable of hiding even just in front of tributes, her strange "invisibility" saving her skin many times in the Arena. She knows her poisons and blades thanks to her medical training, often choosing to assassinate her targets with either poison or disease. While her stamina does not allow her to carry heavy things for long, Tatyana can run quietly for a long time without tiring. While she has chosen to continue her education as a medical expert/surgeon, Tatyana's expertise is quite unneeded in her days as a mentor. One of her "hobbies" is sword fighting and dueling, a relic from even beyond her Hunger Games. Her preferred weapon is a rapier, even though public image demands that she wield a scythe. Doesn't stop her from wearing a filigree rapier though. She's chosen swordfighting and winemaking as her hobbies after the games.
  
  Weaknesses: Tatyana can come off as sharp and cold, almost pragmatic to a fault. She doesn't understand why some people won't believe all sacrifices are necessary, often assuming others would choose the pragmatic choice just like she would.
  
  Weapon: Scythe(officially), rapier(prefers)
  
  
• 
  Tatyana holds no love for the Capitol...but she's smart enough to keep this quiet. Currently the Capitol's "lap dog", their "Reaper" and pretty toy, Tatyana is one of the more ruthless tributes. Tatyana's personality is often contradictory, a mix of composed elegance and theatrics. She shows very little distress and even then her reactions are quite muted. Tatyana has a very sardonic and wry sense of humor, often employing sarcasm at the expense of all those around her. Stoic, stern and silent, Tatyana is a grandiose person whose calmness was almost unsettling. The Reaper is coldly pragmatic, completely willing to sacrifice if needed and willing to work alongside any that would tolerate her. Socially, Tatyana is known to the sharply blunt at times, turning sarcastic and wry when annoyed and often coming across as cold and heartless when they themselves believe they're being pragmatic. Known for her cold demeanor, Tatyana's reputation is often preceded by her apparent lack of remorse nor mercy.
  Inwardly, Tatyana expresses remorse for the ghosts of all those tributes she killed long ago, and even hatred towards the Capitol that forced her to kill them. She does her best to train the tributes, willing to claw and bite for any slim chance of their survival. They're just kids, just like her when the Capitol threw them in the Arena to die. She knows what it's like to kill, and she would wish it not upon even her worst enemy.
  
  Character flaws and weaknesses: Tatyana drinks, not that much, but not that little either. Her frosty attitude has put off more than one tribute before.
  
  
• 
  
  Appearance when she was chosen as tribute:​
  
  Tatyana could have been a dancer, an Opera singer, a musician, an actress...she could have been a doctor like she wanted to be. And hell, she had the connections, she had the money, she was the bloody heiress of her House. They did train her a bit for the Hunger Games, but half-heartedly as if they didn't really care. And that was alright, Tatyana didn't really care for it either. She danced, she sang, she played the organ and Tatyana trained for her future as nobility. Perhaps even dueling or swordfighting. She studied medicine, and in bloody irony, it would be later wielded as an instrument of execution.
  The Reaper was reaped too early and left the arena too late. When she was reaped, Tatyana looked like an angel, a fairy queen. When she left that arena three weeks later, she was gaunt and broken, looking like a vampire with too many demons to exorcise. She had spent three weeks in hell, three weeks of hiding and plotting and scheming that had aged her a year each day. Something had been hollowed out in her, something had been broken.
  Tatyana's hopes were crushed the same way she crushed that tribute's windpipe, her green eyes forever tainted by all that red on her hands. She became the Reaper, sneaking into the embers of a dying fire to slit throats with an ill-gotten scythe whose blade harvested men instead of grain. An instrument of life now used as a deliverer of death, Tatyana could almost enjoy the irony as she applied her medical expertise for the ill.
  Where the Reaper's scythe could not claim, infection and plague would soon devour. Poison when she could find it and if she could not she would drag her blades through bloated and rotting carcasses in an attempt to infect as many as she possibly could. Tatyana applied poisoned bandages and tainted tourniquets, smiling her shattered smile as the tributes would fall from infestation and gangrene.
  It was only when she stood on the stage and saw the deaths reflected in her eyes did she realize she had sunk to the level of a wild beast. Standing there in that black dress with black angel wings plastered to her back, Tatyana found no path back to the light, only eternal damnation. Well done, you won...and now what? Now a broken girl with scars clawing all over her, and all for what? Just so she can play spokesperson for the Capitol? Mentor a few kids who might as well be dead?
  Known for her frost and her reputation, the Reaper haunts the Hunger Games as a sullen figure of mourning. Tatyana is often seen pouring glasses of wine, occasionally smashing them in her occasional displays of emotion, but rarely drinking. Well, not in public at least. Not in front of the cameras. To the Capitol, she's a paragon of loyalty, an inspiration of ruthlessness for the tributes. To her, she's a damned beast, but perhaps not one without purpose after all.
  Perhaps...if Tatyana the "Fairy Queen" can survive the Arena, she can teach a few poor souls to do the same. It is, after all, all the hope she can cling to.
  Now, she serves the Capitol as their Reaper, sullen and haunting the halls of the Hunger Games. Now, she hisses and plots inside, stubbornly staggering forwards towards a future where the Capitol burns and Tatyana watches.
  
• 
  "You are impossible to underestimate."
  "Extend my jealousies to all those who do not know you."
  "There are truly no gaps in your ignorance."
  "I would praise your argument, but doesn't it seem rather rash to utilize one's entire vocabulary in a single sentence?"
  "Your survival is as surprising as it is disappointing."
  "Pray forgive the discourtesy of failing to underestimate you."
  "You would be out of your depth in a puddle."
  "Somewhere out there, you are depriving a circus of their clown."
  "A toast to your future career as a jester!"
  "My expectations were on the ground and you brought a shovel."
  "If you by chance happened to stumble upon a rational thought, it would instantly die of loneliness."
  "You are proof that the gene pool needs a lifeguard."
  "Art thou daft?"
  

 

[PatriasLover]

wip

Name: Jeanne Clark
Age: 16
District: 12
gender: F
D.O.B: June Sixth
Height: 6'1
weapon: pickaxe. am i the only one who finds it to be a lovely bit of historical irony that this time it is the tyrant who gets whacked in the head with the pickaxe and not the rebel? stalin go suck it. we win.
Strengths: a decent knowledge of plants, fair accuracy with non-traditional melee weapons, good survival skills, wicked brilliant at burning the capitol's things down.
Weaknesses: the Capitol wants her dead. she refuses to kill... save in defense of others... also the capital's lapdogs can die too. also, the capitol wants to kill her. also, she sucks at long-range weapons and gets distracted easily.
Strategies: Jeanne fully intended to throw herself off of her podium. but uh... turns out there are little kids and Jeanne changed plans. help them survive.
Token: a copper Mockingjay feather painted red. (edges are sharp enough to if need be, stab someone. but it is brittle.
bio: Jeanne was reaped

 

[twinkie]

Name:
Mercedes Rhine
Nickname(s):
Mercy
Dez
Age:
36
Height:
6’2”
Gender:
Female
Comes From:
The Capital
Profession:
Announcer for the Annual Hunger Games
Signature:
Inserting poisonous flora and fauna into the arena, but not in generous or obvious amounts so it’s a mystery if someone were to eat something deadly.
Quotes:
“And there you have it, folks, the Bloodbath is bloodier than ever and now we count!”
“Well, that was…. Unexpected yet delightful~!”
“Release the hounds!”
“Some people may call me nuts, but I just take pride in my work. Where’s the harm in that?”
“How much can this tribute take? He’s like an iron horse!”
“Let’s spice this up a little, shall we?”
“Take a page out of my book darling, and then we’ll both be knowledgeable in the end.”
“And while this year ends, there is always next year. Stick around until then!”
“We need to just take a moment… not you Reymund! By we, I mean me! Get me a cocktail!”
“It’s life or death in these games… and I choose death~”
“Let them beg. Let them beg for my name, and we’ll see who truly holds the power here.”
Personality:
She has a hostile front and a vicious tone. Mercedes is cruel and understands the pain that the tributes go through, but that knowledge has toughened her. She feels no sympathy for the kids and constantly tries to make it so the games last as long as possible, enjoying every moment of the strenuous torture that the tributes go through.​

 

[Sunsmiter]

Name: Raijin Sturm
Age:
16
Height:
6”4'
Gender:
Female
District:
Five
Nicknames: The Stormforger, Rai

Strengths:
Working with electricity or fire, creating traps or weapons, improvising weapons, very good at long-range/sniping, technology, can make plans on the fly, knowledge of explosives, fairly strong and can bonk you over the head with a wrench, very very fast. Arson.
Weaknesses:
Water(she cannot swim well) and is not very stealthy
Weapon of Choice:
Not revealed
DOB: July 07
Token:
A metal sculpture of a leviathan
Bio:
Raijin used to gaze with wonder at the thunderstorms and technology of her home. Raijin is a chaotic girl, sometimes following orders and sometimes disobeying them directly. There were three children in the family, Raijin being twins with her older sister. Unfortunately, that meant said older twin sister had to take on the role of being the lawful one in their gaggle since Raijin certainly wasn't gonna.
Raijin loved the thunder, the thrill of the chase. She took on the dangerous jobs just for a raise, and climbed on poles that could fry her insides alive just to be close to the lightning. Raijin was lucky. She lived. Her little brother that tried to walk in her footsteps, however, did not. One day during a storm when Raijin's hand slipped and her younger brother forgot to attach his harness, the fall quickly claimed what the pole's electricity could not. But he didn't die, which was a shame. He lived, and quickly his mangled body began taking its toll on the family's resources. He was alive, and in agony. There was not enough Morphling to numb his pain and Raijin helplessly as he wasted away just like her family's savings.
Raijin gave up her dreams of chasing the thunder. She would thread wires, lift machinery, work dangerous hours, any job anyone asked of her. Hack into systems, mix chemicals, smuggle Morphling. Whatever it took just to see her dying brother smile again. She took up smithing, and the forge both burned and strengthened her. Her twin was moved away shortly after the incident, an university scholarship they both knew they could not afford to lose. They had no time to mourn.
And her work was almost enough. Their earnings were barely enough to scrape by, but at least she could watch her brother die in peace now.
Raijin had ended a life only once before. Her brother died on one wintery night, with only the machines as the witnesses. It was a mercy, they all say. He was suffering, they all say. It was quick, painless. An extra pill slipped into his medication. No more machines, no more hoarse screams. No more beeping machines that threatened to drive her mad.
And then there were two.
Her sister came home for the first time in years to hold her crying twin and to mourn. Their brother had died mere weeks away from their shared birthday.
When the Reaping came, the twins' tears had barely dried when the names were announced.
Raiden Sturm
Raijin didn't even need to think her decision through. She knew that Raiden would stand no chance in the Hunger Games. She was the bookworm, the nerd of their group. Raiden couldn't kill even if her life literally depended on it, and Raijin knew how just downright hopeless Raiden was at hiding.
Of the two, at least Raijin was willing to do what it would take.
She asked and they delivered.
She would either win, or die happy knowing she had bought her twin a second life, a second chance.
​

 

[neos helios]

MY FORM IS FINALLY FINISHED-

Name
Kallista Daniel Haisley [Deadname: Archer]
Age
16
Gender
Born male, Identifies Female
District
one (1)
Height
6'5
Weapon
Duel wielding axes or knives
Strategy
Watch and learn. Maybe pairing up with 2-3 people, gain their trust, and maybe kill them when they show a huge lack of capabilities. She will most likely do an old hit and run trick,causing them to chase her, right into a trap. Or maybe gain trust of the sick and poison them. The possibilities are endless for Kassie.
Strengths
Kallista is a master manipulator, along with having great fighting skills from the endless hours of training that she was put through when she came out as transgender to her family. Her fathers the one who did so, thinking that her 'manning up' with training would make her want to be a male again. it backfired horribly because now she can fight back to him. she is constantly training relentlessly for the hunger games, despite there being a literal one in a million chance that she would be chosen, and it made her a better medic aswell. They can basically now make medicine with anything, along with drugs. but she only gave that to people when he wants to kill them by overdose. She has extremely high pain tolerance, so if you were to stab her, it feel like a small paper cut.
Weaknesses
Shes typically not very good at long-distance combat, and would rather keep it face to face. while having high pain tolerance is a good thing, its also bad. for example, if she were to get into a car crash, she wouldn't realize how much blood she had lost until it was too late. Her dead name, Archer, is also pretty bad weakness of hers. She will automatically tense at the sound of it, and would most likely send a dirty look to whoever did it. if they continue to mock her with the dead name, she will begin to beat them horribly.
Bio:
Kassie is a pretty kind and sweet person, but if you were to rub her the wrong way once, She's gonna be as cold as ice. She already has a family of pricks,so why not be a better prick? And by that, i mean she actually gives people a chance to know her before she judges them. When she came out as transgender to her family, turns out they were a bunch of homophobes. wanna know what she did to fight back? She wore a dress to an important family meeting, aswell as a transgender cape.
Then they began to slander him with hurtful words. Witch, F****t, etc.She never minded them, excusing them as Okay, though secretly, she was fuming. she began to wear prideful outfits out daily and continued to proudly strut around in them, mocking the Homophobes of his district. They began to leave her alone, only often mocking her for her choices, to which she didn't mind, and continued to be herself.​

 

[PatriasLover]

wait how many tributes from one do we have?

 

[twinkie]

wait how many tributes from one do we have?

Two

 

[PatriasLover]

Two

good. because, given as the capitol is transphobic and generally evil, it makes sense that a trans woman would be reaped as a boy.

 

[twinkie]

good. because, given as the capitol is transphobic and generally evil, it makes sense that a trans woman would be reaped as a boy.

It definitely does make sense ^^

 

[Sunsmiter]

neos helios
Oh boy Kallista's going to be delighted to meet her mentor!(Also Tatyana is more or less a tomboy so...)

Tatyana, yeeting Kallista a sword: Be free my child. EAT THE RICH!

 

[neos helios]

Lmfao yes, it would be funny as hell to just have her stabby stab homophobes like; BEGONE TH.T- (O)

 

[Ashy_OCdesigns]

Lmfao yes, it would be funny as hell to just have her stabby stab homophobes like; BEGONE TH.T- (O)

the careers are gonna be made up of three girls and a dude.

 

[twinkie]

yutohase Skita Winona StrawBerrySmoothie rxttenteeths and paint palette

Please make sure to add your characters and make sure to reply to the IC chat once you have made your character.

 

[StrawBerrySmoothie]

i've changed my mind about this, i'm really sorry ;^; hope i didn't waste anyone's time

 

[twinkie]

i've changed my mind about this, i'm really sorry ;^; hope i didn't waste anyone's time

Its no worries