Hannah Wickers D8 Finished
Jul 6, 2012 13:15:13 GMT -5
Post by Sage on Jul 6, 2012 13:15:13 GMT -5
Name:Hannah Wickers
Age15
District8
GenderFemale
Appearance
So you want me to describe myself? Oh good gosh where to start. I guess the top is as good a place as ever. My hair is dirty blond, starting to go brown. It comes down to the middle of my back but it is usually worn in a bun to keep it out of my face when I'm working. When its down, I play with it a lot, especially when I'm around cute guys, who make me nervous, but you'll learn more about that later. Back to my hair, its baby fine and sometimes likes to stick up at the top of my head and it drives me crazy. I have bangs that hang down to my chin by they are usually pushed behind my ears because I find them quite annoying.
I guess thats enough about my hair though. Now to go to my face. Its never seen a day of sun because I work everyday in the factory sewing clothes for the country. My eyes are light brown with hints of green near the pupils and set quite close together. My eyebrows are blonde and almost invisible against my skin. My nose is small with a slightly rounded end. Nothing too flat or pointed just somewhere in between. Freckles dot my nose and my cheeks, which are always slightly colored red because it's always hot in the factories.
My lips are only a few shades darker than my skin so they aren't often noticed by a lot of people. My lips are soft from constant application of chapstick to keep them from becoming dry in the sweaty factories.
My shoulders are slim which makes it a real pain carrying bags of supplies to and from work. My arms are slender but quite scarred from many sewing accidents. My hands are slim and nimble with a needle and thread. They have many scars as well from many sewing accidents including accidentally sewing my fingers together when I was nine. Don't ask how I managed that because I honestly don't know.
My mid-section is flat because I sweat so much, thus burning off all the calories I eat, this also means I have a ferocious appetite. I can eat and eat and eat. Are we getting off topic? sorry. Back to myself. My chest it relatively flat with a tiny bit of a chest. My hips are also almost non-exhistant.
My legs are well muscled from using the spinning Jenny to make cloth. Everyday, I have to step on the pedal like 1000 times or so. This muscle makes me a very fast runner though. My feet are surprisingly small for how much I have to press down on that darned pedal.
In general, I am quite small, only reaching about 5'5" tall and I'm very light. Only 120lbs when I'm wet and fully clothed. Although no one in my family, except for my mother, are very big.
Personality
Okay, first you ask me to describe myself, now you want me to tell you about myself? Okay. A lot of people tell me I am one of the sweetest, most dedicated people they have ever met. I personally disagree. I can be a quite nasty if I want, but most of the time I am pretty sweet. I am quite trusting of people naturally but if I'm lied to, I get very angry. I am not a pleasant person when I am angry, trust me. I also tend to hold grudges against people. Don't get on my bad side, just a word of advice.
I have a huge phobia of anything with more than four legs. In general I just don't like anything creepy crawly like. Most of the time, I have to get one of my friends to kill a spider if I see one. Some of my other flaws? I'm really insecure about myself and I'm afraid of my parents leaving me. I also hate spreading rumors because I had a bad experience with rumor spreading when I was little but more on that later.
I love to sew, its my lifelong passion. Whenever I start working on a project,I go into this zone where the only thing that exists is myself and whatever I'm working on. Many people know to leave me alone when I'm in this zone otherwise, I may stab them with a sewing needle or whatever I have in my hand at that moment. Trust me, I have stabbed a few people because once I'm interupted, its hard to get back into that zone. Well, I guess thats all there really is to tell you about what I'm like.
History
My history? thats difficult one to decide where to start. I know, I'll start with my bad experience concerning the rumor spreading. I remember my best friend, Weaver like it was yesterday. She had an interesting sense of humor and often joked around while we worked. One day, she was joking about going into the forest outside our district and trying to hunt. I guess someone heard her because the next thing we knew, the peacekeepers were at the factory and they were arresting her. I guess the person who heard her must have spread the word until it got to the peacekeepers. That is why I don't like to spread rumors because you might get someone in trouble.
You are probably wondering about the time I stitched my fingers together. I was busy working away at the sewing machine when suddenly, pain flashed through my fingers. I looked down and saw blood on the garment I was making at the time. I started to panic and tried to move my fingers but I couldn't. When I examined them closer, I discovered that the skin was sewn together on them. A lady who worked with me came to my aid with a pair of scissors and cut the stitches neatly. Thank goodness we had had a nurse amoung us or I might have suffered more scaring than I did. She went right to work, getting my fingers back to normal. Once she was done, she sent me home and told me to rest for the day and let my fingers heal. Thats how I managed to sew my fingers together.
By now, you are probably wondering about my parents. My mother, Mrs.Wickers, works in the factory with me. She is an older woman with dirty blond hair and a hunched back. My father, Mr.Wickers, works as a tanner. He is a strong man from tanning hides. He also has a slightly twisted sense of humor. He makes all of us laugh a lot. My parents may be slightly strange but I still love them.
Now, my childhood. It was a very busy and happy childhood. At the age of six, my mother started to teach me how to sew and weave. By the time I was 10, I could make my own clothes and I was skilled enough to start working in the factories. Everyday, I woke up at dawn, ate a small breakfast that usually consisted of a bit of bread and maybe a piece of ham, then I would start working on the days project until lunch. Then I would eat a piece of fruit and maybe a bit of meat before going back to work. At six o'clock, I would be fifinished with my work and I would have the rest of the night off. I guess thats about it for my history though, theres not much else left to tell you.
Codeword
odair
other
I have a district token that I wear around my neck. It has a rat carved into the back and a symbol on the front of it. My mother gave it to me for my 14th birthday.
Age15
District8
GenderFemale
Appearance
So you want me to describe myself? Oh good gosh where to start. I guess the top is as good a place as ever. My hair is dirty blond, starting to go brown. It comes down to the middle of my back but it is usually worn in a bun to keep it out of my face when I'm working. When its down, I play with it a lot, especially when I'm around cute guys, who make me nervous, but you'll learn more about that later. Back to my hair, its baby fine and sometimes likes to stick up at the top of my head and it drives me crazy. I have bangs that hang down to my chin by they are usually pushed behind my ears because I find them quite annoying.
I guess thats enough about my hair though. Now to go to my face. Its never seen a day of sun because I work everyday in the factory sewing clothes for the country. My eyes are light brown with hints of green near the pupils and set quite close together. My eyebrows are blonde and almost invisible against my skin. My nose is small with a slightly rounded end. Nothing too flat or pointed just somewhere in between. Freckles dot my nose and my cheeks, which are always slightly colored red because it's always hot in the factories.
My lips are only a few shades darker than my skin so they aren't often noticed by a lot of people. My lips are soft from constant application of chapstick to keep them from becoming dry in the sweaty factories.
My shoulders are slim which makes it a real pain carrying bags of supplies to and from work. My arms are slender but quite scarred from many sewing accidents. My hands are slim and nimble with a needle and thread. They have many scars as well from many sewing accidents including accidentally sewing my fingers together when I was nine. Don't ask how I managed that because I honestly don't know.
My mid-section is flat because I sweat so much, thus burning off all the calories I eat, this also means I have a ferocious appetite. I can eat and eat and eat. Are we getting off topic? sorry. Back to myself. My chest it relatively flat with a tiny bit of a chest. My hips are also almost non-exhistant.
My legs are well muscled from using the spinning Jenny to make cloth. Everyday, I have to step on the pedal like 1000 times or so. This muscle makes me a very fast runner though. My feet are surprisingly small for how much I have to press down on that darned pedal.
In general, I am quite small, only reaching about 5'5" tall and I'm very light. Only 120lbs when I'm wet and fully clothed. Although no one in my family, except for my mother, are very big.
Personality
Okay, first you ask me to describe myself, now you want me to tell you about myself? Okay. A lot of people tell me I am one of the sweetest, most dedicated people they have ever met. I personally disagree. I can be a quite nasty if I want, but most of the time I am pretty sweet. I am quite trusting of people naturally but if I'm lied to, I get very angry. I am not a pleasant person when I am angry, trust me. I also tend to hold grudges against people. Don't get on my bad side, just a word of advice.
I have a huge phobia of anything with more than four legs. In general I just don't like anything creepy crawly like. Most of the time, I have to get one of my friends to kill a spider if I see one. Some of my other flaws? I'm really insecure about myself and I'm afraid of my parents leaving me. I also hate spreading rumors because I had a bad experience with rumor spreading when I was little but more on that later.
I love to sew, its my lifelong passion. Whenever I start working on a project,I go into this zone where the only thing that exists is myself and whatever I'm working on. Many people know to leave me alone when I'm in this zone otherwise, I may stab them with a sewing needle or whatever I have in my hand at that moment. Trust me, I have stabbed a few people because once I'm interupted, its hard to get back into that zone. Well, I guess thats all there really is to tell you about what I'm like.
History
My history? thats difficult one to decide where to start. I know, I'll start with my bad experience concerning the rumor spreading. I remember my best friend, Weaver like it was yesterday. She had an interesting sense of humor and often joked around while we worked. One day, she was joking about going into the forest outside our district and trying to hunt. I guess someone heard her because the next thing we knew, the peacekeepers were at the factory and they were arresting her. I guess the person who heard her must have spread the word until it got to the peacekeepers. That is why I don't like to spread rumors because you might get someone in trouble.
You are probably wondering about the time I stitched my fingers together. I was busy working away at the sewing machine when suddenly, pain flashed through my fingers. I looked down and saw blood on the garment I was making at the time. I started to panic and tried to move my fingers but I couldn't. When I examined them closer, I discovered that the skin was sewn together on them. A lady who worked with me came to my aid with a pair of scissors and cut the stitches neatly. Thank goodness we had had a nurse amoung us or I might have suffered more scaring than I did. She went right to work, getting my fingers back to normal. Once she was done, she sent me home and told me to rest for the day and let my fingers heal. Thats how I managed to sew my fingers together.
By now, you are probably wondering about my parents. My mother, Mrs.Wickers, works in the factory with me. She is an older woman with dirty blond hair and a hunched back. My father, Mr.Wickers, works as a tanner. He is a strong man from tanning hides. He also has a slightly twisted sense of humor. He makes all of us laugh a lot. My parents may be slightly strange but I still love them.
Now, my childhood. It was a very busy and happy childhood. At the age of six, my mother started to teach me how to sew and weave. By the time I was 10, I could make my own clothes and I was skilled enough to start working in the factories. Everyday, I woke up at dawn, ate a small breakfast that usually consisted of a bit of bread and maybe a piece of ham, then I would start working on the days project until lunch. Then I would eat a piece of fruit and maybe a bit of meat before going back to work. At six o'clock, I would be fifinished with my work and I would have the rest of the night off. I guess thats about it for my history though, theres not much else left to tell you.
Codeword
odair
other
I have a district token that I wear around my neck. It has a rat carved into the back and a symbol on the front of it. My mother gave it to me for my 14th birthday.