Blossom Redding //District 2
Jun 12, 2012 22:07:12 GMT -5
Post by Lucky on Jun 12, 2012 22:07:12 GMT -5
Name: Blossom Jay Redding
Age: 17
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 2
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Age: 17
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 2
Appearance:
Blossom is the example of a beauty. With long blond hair and bright blue eyes, her body tends to be a haven for boys eyes. Albeit she wishes she were skinnier, the Career muscles she's built over the past few years have really helped her out. Her waif-like structure make it seem nearly impossible that there could be any strength behind anything she did; yet there was. She could lift a boulder half her weight if she tried hard enough, and 60 pounds is a lot to carry.Personality:
She's also very tall for her age. Nearing five feet seven inches, many people, boy or girl, are intimidated by the way that she stretches. Her skin, clear as a sunny day, is also sun-kissed. As if she's been plucked up by the gorgeous rays and just lathered all over with a delicious light brown color.
(awkward transition to first person.. For this and the history. <3)History:
"Me? What am I like? Oh, where shall I begin? I'm not the type of girl you'd want to fight with. I'm willing to put up a fight against whomever wishes to throw out any slander or libel against any of my friends. I'm the paragon of a loyal friend. The smaller district cronies see me as a malicious cat, but in reality I want to survive just as much as they do; I've just had a better situation to do it in.
"I guess you could also say I'm secluded. I don't see my parents very often, and it gets on my nerves, so I'm constantly agitated; almost to the point where I want to scream and punch random things until it gets their attention and lets them know I'm still here. The forlorn feeling I get whenever I see my friends being jovial with their parents also makes me want to scream.
"You wanna know what though? I am only human. I do have flaws. Anger issues, sure. It's a flaw; but I have legitimate flaws. Fears; as some would call them. In the world where the games, past and present, are as livid as the past... you call them flaws.
I have a fear of spiders. As far as I'm concerned anything that is supposed to and is born with more than four legs and less then two is insanely creepy and should die. Anything that can fly but doesn't have feathers is equally creepy; and anything with it's bones on the outside of its body is also creepy."
"What was my history like? Oh, well...Codeword: odair
When I was young, mother and father weren't always at work. They had some legitimate time for me; which was fantastic. But then a small mining accident happened - no one died, but still - they closed down certain parts of construction and sent both of my parents to work. My mom as an ore sorter, my father as a miner. I'm an only child so my life got pretty lonely around that time. I was oh... maybe seven?
Not saying my life was bad; I've seen what District Twelve looks like on the screen; They've got it much worse then I ever will, unless I'm in the games. When I was nine I began my training to be a Career. Something I wish I had never done. It's to be expected, though, of anyone who lives in the top four districts.
I remember hearing about another accident.. One of the sorters was reaching for a chunk of the rock and fell onto the roving line; it was moving too fast and she didn't make it off. Only two accidents that I remember; only two that anyone will tell me about.
I also remember my first time standing in the reaping. I was shaking, and my palms were sweating. I was nervous. My heart was praying that I didn't get chosen, and yet my mind was telling me that if I won, my family would be so proud. I needed to win. It was the only way I could survive. And yet, as some other girl's name got called out, I breathed a silent, but heavy, sigh of relief.
One morning when I woke up I was told I had to go to school. I hadn't heard of anyone from most other districts going to school, other than one, three, and four. Those groups... They were just as tough as I was; just as tough as I was going to get. If I ever got chosen, I'd be in a world of trouble. I wouldn't be able to stand it myself. It was technically illegal, my mother had said, but still, it was for the better. She didn't want to lose me; and I her.
That's how it went every year. I've been training every year too. I don't know what I'm going to do with my life, I just know that it's time to take the ride..."
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