Andreas Galm, District 2
Sept 12, 2010 19:37:44 GMT -5
Post by catoistheman on Sept 12, 2010 19:37:44 GMT -5
Name: Andreas (An-dray-as) Enaim (Ee-name) Galm (Gall-m)
Age: 14
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 2
Appearance:
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Age: 14
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 2
Appearance:
Personality:Andreas is burly. He trains as a Career every day, causing both of his arms, his legs, torso, and everything else large, muscular traits. His strengths aren't perfect, and his muscles are not gigantic because of his young age, but for fourteen he is big. Andreas' skin tone is tan from the sun he trains in rather often, considering he loves nature. His feet are size thirteen. He has dull green eyes, that are not exactly gorgeous to stare at, but he purchased contacts, making his eyes appear bright green, almost unrealistically green. His teeth are all straight, and in tact, but he has two extra teeth in the front of his mouth, that are more than regularly sharp. He is known for biting in fights, when the going gets tough. He has black short messy hair, that is shaved sharp and then he lets it grow out.
He possesses an above average strength for a fourteen year old considering his training. He dropped out of school at age twelve, with his parents permission and every day he practices Career Training giving him more Training, strength, experience, and weaponry skills than every other kid his age.
His massive fault is the large scar from his forehead to the bottom of his neck from Career Training, when a boy attacked him after a practice fight, and scarred his face, with a deep, penetrating, pink scar on his physical profile.
He sometimes covers it with makeup, depending on who he will be with that day, or night. He is growing his hair long to cover his scar.
[/color][/size][/justify][/blockquote]History:Andreas often is quit the opposite of shy.
Andreas throws himself usually into the middle of things. Especially fights. He loves fighting, blood, more than anything else. He loves the feeling of his knife cutting into the flesh of another human. He usually throws knives, and in that case, he goes into an adrenaline rush not caring of anything but the way to kill or injure his timely opponent.
He isn't one to hide his skill. He finds it entertaining to watch an opponents face as he flies at them with a knife in his hand. He altogether is a dark person. He has no conscience besides the one that tells him to kill to get blood.
He flaunts the way he can kill people, to numerous opponents before he lands the death blow. He flaunts the way he has killed people, to frighten others.
He never cares of the way he treats people, for example:
He tells his parents daily that he doesn't care about them they are only there to pay for his things until he gets a job, and leaves the place where he grew up.
He only cares about himself and what he wants, what he needs, and what he thinks is right, because everything else is wrong.
He doesn't take caution before killing. His beliefs are that everyone is going to die anyway, so why shouldn't he help to move the process along? That is what he knows must be right.
Codeword: muttationsAndreas was born in District 3, but given up to foster families and lived there, in the foster home, until the day he turned four, and was moved to District 2 with his biological parents. They cared for him and loved him more than anything else, which he doesn't believe considering they gave him away, but really they did it because both of his parents were sixteen and couldn't take care of him.
When he turned five, his parents let him watch his first Hunger Games, and by the time he was eight, and could understand them he was obsessed with the idea. He bet with his parents money at age ten, and started chat-rooms, and Hunger Games gathering parties at age eleven. When he turned twelve, his parents took him out of school, and out him in daily, thirteen hour trainings. They say that he doesn't need school but that he will win the Games and be rich forever.
He practiced every day for thirteen hours, and still does to this day. When he turned thirteen his parents moved him up to night levels, so when he goes in the Arena, his body is trained to sleep in the day, and roam around at night, so he can hunt other Tributes and live up to his Career standards.
He stresses that he will do poorly in the Games, or even die, and that no one will be proud of him. But he knows that there is no way he will, he knows that he is the best.
He fears every Reaping because he knows he will have to volunteer. He has ran in the bathroom, pretended to be sick, and ran away as excuses for not being at the Reaping, but there is still always next year.
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this is my first character XD
