Odysseus Hammerfell-Alezander D2 {done}

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Odysseus Hammerfell-Alezander
Eighteen
Male
District 2
Career

Cousin to Mason Hammerfell

Odysseus is stupidly tall... 7'0 if you don't believe me google Willie Cauley-Stein and you'll see

Weighs 245 pounds

has bad vision.... has glasses... scruffy facial hair...

He longs for his chance to be in the games...

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Odysseus Hammerfell-Alezander

Appearance:

Curly, black hair sits on top of my round head. My hair is almost like an afro. I know if I let it grow any longer it would turn into one. One thing I hate about my hair is the fact that it stays so greasy all the time. No matter how many times I wash it the oil consumes it. Scruffy facial covers my face. Sideburns, and it's slowly forming a beard. I love the goatee. I think it fits me perfectly. My black hair matches my slightly darker complected skin tone. I'm always out in the sun running around. Running is one of my favorite things to do as I want to always expand my endure. Pushing myself to the max is important. Making sure I break my body down in every single way possible so my muscles grow stronger and stronger.

Dark brown, angular eyes reflect off the glasses sitting before them. The glasses help me see better. Without them everything is blurry. Even reading became hard because all the words blend together. I've strained my eyes many times, and killer headaches split through my skull, but now it's taken care of. My nose is large, and at the bottom it's round and has a point. I've been made fun of so many times because of it. The name calling hasn't grown old, yet I push it away making it seem like it doesn't bother me. At least I've got the fight to go along with it. The natural setting of my face leaves my mouth wide open. My front teeth have some yellow on them, and no matter how many times I brush them it doesn't go away, and a white patch stays plastered to my tongue.

Another thing that a lot of people notice is how tall I am. I think the last time a trainer checked I stood roughly seven foot. I hit growing spurt after growing spurt. Sometimes it was annoying especially whenever I'm way taller than those around me. Ducking under doors as I walk through them became old fast. Staring into mirrors and seeing my torso makes me sad in a way. Looking at my face is impossible unless I'm squatting down.

My dad is really tall though, and mom always tells me I look like him. So I guess that's where I got my height from.

Personality:

The names. Four eyes. Giant. Nerd. Scum. Trash. All are names I'm used to. All of them were spoken to me many times, and they mean nothing. It tears me down mentally as I break my body done with the constant training. My entire life has been me trying to force myself into training. I'm trying to make sure the world around me is one that I can live in. Who cares if the others live in it? Who the fuck cares. I give no shits about other people. They've hurt me enough. They've pushed me past the limits of caring.

I wasn't always like this. I was gentle, and calm. I literally lived up to the name of a gentle giant. Helping people was how I went through life. I jumped through loops trying to help them out because it felt nice seeing someone smile after they've been hurt so bad. Hearing a thank you that wasn't needed. Mom said I was good at helping people. She said I knew what I was doing. I offered a hug whenever someone needed one.

It all changed though. Humanity is a sick place. People are evil. They told me I was a worthless person. Someone who had to right living in the world, and all I was doing was trying to help them. They bashed me with words over and over, and I wanted to change. I wanted to make the world a better place, but now I can't trust people. I stay by myself away from everyone. Sometimes I'll help them. I'll lend them a shoulder to cry on if they need one, but I warn them. Fuck with me, and I'll break your fucking face.

I'm honest with people. I'll tell them exactly how it is. If I don't like someone, I'll tell them. Ask a question, best be prepared for the honest answer. One time someone asked me if their outfit made them look fat. Well, it did, so I told them because fuck lying. People hurt me, so why should I lie to them in order to make them feel better? Fuck them.

Mom thinks I should act better, that I should have an attitude that doesn't put everyone down, but she doesn't realize what they did to me. I tried being nice, but it didn't work out. I was shot down before any words escaped from my lips. I pushed her away one time. I was rude to my own mom when all she was ever doing was trying to help me, and since then I've locked myself away. I made sure I wouldn't hurt anyone again, with words anyway. I'll slice down others with the weapons because the blades are my strength.

The blades are my best friend.

I guess you can say I have a stubborn side too because whenever I make my mind up, it's almost impossible for me to change my decision. I take that after my dad.

History

I'm a son, a brother, a cousin to those who care about me in the world. My mom and dad would go through the world and back for me and my younger brother. My brother is seventeen, just a year younger than me, but he's amazing, and I love him because he's always there for me like mom and dad. And then there's my cousins. Mason, and Orion, and a bunch of others. I'm not that close to Mason. I never was, but now that he's in the games, I feel bad that I never got to know him better. That I never spent time with him. I was always spent time with Orion. See Orion's a healer. Where he heals thing, I set things on fire. I'm always starting fire. I've made petrol bombs before. It's amazing.

Most of the time I hate wearing my glasses because people make fun of me. They laugh at me, and I just don't want to wear them. Seeing the world through my own eyes is important, and I feel like if I look through my glasses it'll show me the world through the eyes of someone else. Yet when I don't wear my glasses I get extremely bad headaches fro straining my eyes so much. Orion being the healer that he is tries to help me. He gives me tips and tricks to make the pain go away, and one time he mixed together this herbal drink, and had me drink it. That was the nastiest stuff I've ever tasted in my life, but somehow it helped. After a little bit, the pain was gone.

Ever since then I made a promise to try to help him despite the fact that I'm not very good at it.

One could say that I've grown pretty close to Orion. He's more than a cousin to me now. I could consider him like a brother. Like someone that loves me much much more. People don't understand the meaning of family. But I do, and I won't ever abuse it. I won't ever let it go because I hold onto those that are close to me.

Whenever I'm not at home around my family, I can be found in either the school studying about the Capitol, and the history of Panem. I must make sure that my entire life is dedicated to them because they are in charge. They rule the world, and I devote myself towards them. Maybe one day if I'm not reaped for the games, I'll become a peacekeeper. That's one way to show them how devoted I am. If I'm not at school studying, I'm in the training center tossing around weapons left and right. I'm making sure I'm becoming the strongest person alive.

I want to be in the games more than ever. I want to kill people. I want to have real human blood splattering across my face. Here all I get is the blood from the dummies. It's not enough because I want more.

Another thing I train with is fire. I've learned to make it by using a bow drill method. It's fun because I create a bow of sticks and I use a shoe string, and with that the fire eventually grows. At first it took forever, but after that I grew used to it. I can make the fires grow large fast. Sometimes it doesn't work as I've planned, but nonetheless, I can make a fire using the materials given at the academy.

One day I will be the best career in the world.

My name won't ever be forgotten.

[d4a tide evros {ems}]

this is done... <333

OH and oDair

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Accepted!