Post by NOAH SCOTT BRONZE on Jun 17, 2012 14:35:10 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #ededed; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #000000 solid; border-bottom: 10px #000000 solid;] Noah Bronze Name: Noah Scott Bronze Age:18 Date of Birth: November 15 Sexuality: Bisexual District:9 Occupation: 90th past Hunger Games Victor Affiliation: Againt Face Claim: Sam Claflin Hair: His short, cropped, wild hair is dark blonde with streaks of sun-kissed blonde on top. Eyes: His eyes are rimmed with golden flecks around the edge and dark brown in the middle. Height and weight: He is 6'1" and 139lbs. Body type: He is tanned from the sun in the fields, tall, and well fed from his aquirred riches. Distinguishing features: His always ruffled and messy mop of hair. Traits: playful, solitudory, sweet, serious, charming, smart, disturbed, touchy, hard-headed, wise. Likes: Bright colors, the ocean, the smell of gasoline, rain, and daytime. Dislikes: The desert, snakes, boats, posers, and guns. Strengths: Lying, and being a ninja (stealth) Weaknesses: The night and reptiles. Habits: Clucking his tongue. Dreams: To find Saran, the girl from the games. Parents: Elizabeth Bronze and Conner Bronze Siblings: None Pets: None Overall History: Noah grew up in the district 9 with his parents in the grain fields. They worked non-stop to provide for Noah so he would grow up healthy. He went to school and got a great education. His parents tried to sheild him from the games but failed when he saw an older friend killed by an ax to the neck. He forever hated the games and was terrified at the thought of beng picked for them. The thought of being there, in the darkness, alone with no help made him have nightmares and silent the day after. At 12, his name was drawn at the reaping for the Hunger Games and he was sent off the the Captial to train. Training went well but Noah didn't have any special abilities. He was pretty good at plant identification, and camoflague. During the private showing, he was scored a 2, since he just stood there and carved pictures from the large colour crayons, terrified of what was about to come. His arena was a swampy area with short days and long nights. Noah ran away the first day and hid in the swamp shadows away from the opponents. The night terrified the little boy who was only 12 and afraid of the dark and his nightmares of what lurked in the waters. His first kill was an accident that crippled his mind afterwards. He had slipped, his little sharp stick stabbing a hidden player in the brush in the eye. Noah was terrified, shaking, dropping the bloody stick in disbelief. Being a killer was not him. He became afraid of himself and hid farther in the swamp. He listened and watched in the night sky during the killing review as his district partner was killed, along with many others. He made it to the final three without killing or coming into contact with any other people until the Capital became bored. The Gamemakers decided to release aligators, snakes, poisenous bugs all at once, trying to kill one of the two. Noah was deathly scared of snakes, so he ran away, just as the Gamemakers wanted, and right into the other opponent. Noah heard one canon shot, then another while he was climbing a tall, spindly tree. They had killed each other. Noah fell from the tree and hid in the brush as he was announced voctor. He couldn't move, for he was afraid of the anmals in the darkness still. He was crowned victor and won. Noah hated the games after that, crippled by the images burned into his young mind. He watched every year to see who lived, reliving the experience each year. He closed himself off from his parents, who used his riches for their own pleasure, not his. He didn't care. One night as he watched two last opponents fight, he fell in love with the survivor, Saran. He didn't know how he could have. As she made her way around to visit the districts, he went to see her. He wanted to talk to her, touch her, just be there with her. there was something about her that he liked. She left and he was broken. He loved her. Ever since, he has wondered if she even noticed him or liked him back. See Jace Devan's posts. Jake. 17. Abigale Lee and Jace Devan. |
table by CALIFORNIA DREAMING of CAUTION 2.0.
( 70 points )