Brooklyn Conner ~ D12
Jun 16, 2012 16:07:17 GMT -5
Post by .:Skye:. on Jun 16, 2012 16:07:17 GMT -5
Name: Brooklyn Conner
Age: Sixteen.
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 12
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Age: Sixteen.
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 12
Appearance:
A quick glance at Brooklyn would show that her features are no stand out in the dusty area of District 12 besides the fact she looks a bit older than she actually is. With a slender body, she does have the potential to be quite attractive. Her light, ivory skin, usually covered with a thin layer of dust, is smooth, leaving out her calloused hands and the weathered soles of her feet. With all the work needed to be done and the scarcity of food, it is no surprise that she is quite thin, though not sickly. A scar runs across the side of her neck, about an inch or two wide from a harsh fall from a tree when she was younger. It isn’t quite noticeable when she covers it with her hair, but when a wind blows it may expose this imperfection to others.Personality:
Dark and deep brown curls and waves fall from her head, very thin hair. Her chin comes to a point, and right above it a set of naturally pink lips sits. Her nose is nothing out of the ordinary, something one would look over easily, and the bridge of it leads to two almond shaped eyes. They are brown, though the color is unlike mud, more naturally beautiful. When in the cold, her cheeks become very pink, as when she is embarrassed.
Brooklyn is a very modest sixteen year old. She isn’t quite quiet, but she would never be an obnoxious chatterbox, as it isn’t in her nature. She’s a very cautious girl, though there seems to be something inside her wanting to take risks. As a teenager, she will stand up for herself, though only to her friends and family, people she is familiar with. She does have a deep hatred of the Capitol, letting the entire District starve, though she never voices this opinion.History:
Irritated easily, Brooklyn hates her real name, and prefers to be called Brooke. She is very sweet to most people, though if she really doesn’t like a person then she will let it be known. She may not say it straightforward, but she easily conveys things through her tone and body language. Brooke is very aware of her actions, and spends much of her alone time wondering about people. Sometimes, in her mind she has a nasty side, but almost never states exactly what she is thinking.
Naturally curious, she sometimes wishes to escape the District, explore the woods, though she doesn’t contain exactly that much courage inside of her. Instead of wasting her time on silly daydreams she usually busies herself. When she is upset, Brooke would rather be left alone than accept a caring hug. She does cry, and very easily. Brooke is embarrassed easily as well, and her cheeks show that with ease.
Obviously, Brooke has always lived behind the constraining fence of District 12. Her family includes two younger brothers and her father and mother as well as a ragged gray dog, a mix of two unknown breeds. Her mother works baking bread, a small side business that doesn’t bring in much money. Her father works deep in the darkened and thick aired mines. Her entire life she has had one simple job; she was to help her mother with the dough, organize the different bowls etc.Codeword: Odair
As the oldest child, Brooke was born first and lived with no siblings until the age of six, when her two rambunctious twin brothers arrived. She found it a bit hard to cope as a child, all of the sudden stuck sharing her attention. This however gave her new opportunities to explore the District and learn more. She spent a good portion of her younger years running about and asking many questions. She made friends with many of the strays as well and talked to them when she felt lonely.
Until about the age of thirteen, this was her usual routine, besides school of course. Then, entering her first teen year she was suddenly expected to stay in more, help with the bread and dough more than ever before. This gave her a bit of a rebellious side, and she began to cautiously sneak out at night to sneak around and enjoy the fresh air, so different than the stuffy kitchen where they baked their extra bread. She still does this, and though she does not enjoy her life in the district as she should, she is satisfied when with her family or friends and hopes for brighter days.
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