Turian Truus D10 [done]

[Cato]

Name: Turian Truus
Age: 18
District: 10
Odair
Notes:
Twin to Ezekiel Alexander from District 6
Permission given by Ems to make this twin
Kay Has dibs on bio

Appearance:

I'm not the best person in the world at describing myself, but since you want to know, I'll give it a shot. I stand about six foot tall. Maybe a little taller, or a little shorter. Never really had a chance to measure myself, but it seems about right compared to the man I call Pa. I have some muscles as I tend to animals almost every single hour of the day. If it hasn't done nothing else for me, it's at least turned my skin tan. And it's bleached my shaggy hair turning it a light blonde. I always keep my hair to one side hiding a terrible mark. I'm missing my ear, and it causes me not to hear very well from that side, but I keep it covered so few people know about it. I have scruffy facial hair as well. I love my mustache and my goatee. They make me feel like I'm more of a man. I take pride in it because in my opinion it makes up for what I had lost.


I don't really look like the other Truus' in the family. My eyes are brown instead of the blue eyes most of the family has. I don't even sound anything like them. My voice is slightly deeper than Pa's. My facial structure is different. I don't have the high cheekbones like Ma or Pa. I don't have the tiny nose like Aaron or Evelyn. My nose is large, and it sits awkwardly in the center of my face. My lips are tinier than theirs. I have broader shoulders and longer legs and shorter arms. It's like my skin is thinner too. I bruise so easily, and it's extremely noticeable. I never truly have enough to eat, and it shows as my ribs can be counted without difficulty, yet I find the strength to carry on. To feed the animals like I do every day. To tend to them. My arms and legs are also extremely hairy. I feel like it grows rapidly because despite my efforts they never stop. It's like watering a plant and it growing a lot. I guess my hair is like grass.

I guess that's about all you need to know about me. Allow me to move on.

Personality:

All I want in life is to get my own farm animals and raise them. To have something as my own because I want to be a hard worker just like my family. Pa works many hours throughout the day. He's worked for everything he owns. I admire him because he's helping me get started. He helped Esme get started. Her cow. Nobody will ever touch her cow because it's a memory of her. Cowie. I was extremely happy when she got it because she saved her own money for it. I've always been taught to work hard for what I want. It makes things so much better. It brings a joy to my life. I just want to become a man of my word. A hard worker, and someone that people go to when they're in need. I wanna be like Pa.


I want to always have hope living inside of me. It left for a moment whenever I watched Esme in the games. All the joy drained from my soul leaving me a broken man, but I can keep her memories alive. I can make sure that a world full of hatred doesn't forget about the life of one of the sweetest girl's I've ever known. Even though she was so young, she's one of my heroes. I always admired her smile. How brave she was even in her short life, and I want to smile always. I don't want to cry, but she taught me it was okay to cry. That it was okay to show emotions because I'm a human just like her. Each morning when I wake up, I think of her, and go on living like her. Never worrying about anything because worry doesn't get a person anywhere.

I have a temper too. It takes a lot to activate it, but once my temper flares, it takes a lot to draw me back in. I try to keep my temper under control, but I bottle my emotions up for a long time, and the littlest thing can set me off. Sometimes I lash out at others. It makes me feel really bad, and I always go back and apologize, but the wound left by words remain. I have to learn to not let myself get angry, yet I always remember what Esme said. I'm a human. It's okay to let myself feel the emotions, but I can't let myself hold it all in. I don't know what I would do if I ever blew up on my family. It's hard enough just going off on my friends. It's a work in progress, and one day I'll master it. I'll let myself feel emotions because without that, I would ruin the memory of the sweetest girl I ever knew.

History:

I heard a story about when I was young. Pa said that a woman came into the district with me. I was a runaway from where I don't know. I don't even know why. But apparently the woman died. Pa wasn't sure what relation she was to me, but she was really bad off, and that she died a few days later. Pa adopted me into the family when I was just a toddler. He showed me his animals, and I grew to love them. Many times I slept in the stables with them because they made me feel safe. When I was with them I had no worries in the world, and it helped me to learn about them. I started learning to take care of them, and I tend to them when they aren't feeling well, and I slowly started learning the anatomy of them. I won't ever forget the first cow I birthed. Let's just say it was a bloody mess.

It was interesting though. Especially when I heard the calf for the first time. A huge grin spread across my face, and the first thing I did was burn the clothing I wore. Washing clothes takes a lot of effort, and I didn't want to put the work on Madeline. She always tends to us. She always makes sure everything is nice and neat, yet I never give her enough credit. I like to pretend she's invisible. Pa said she came in the same way I did. They adopted her, and I don't know what it is about her, but I just don't want to be around her. I think it's her attitude. That she thinks she's better than me because she always makes fun of my missing ear. It hurts, but I try to look over it because when someone else make fun of me, she's standing by my side telling them to leave me alone. I guess it's a sibling thing? I don't know. I like to think that as a family we can say things and get away with it, but others can't. And it makes me glad.

I still can't believe that Esme was reaped. It broke my heart, and I watched a man spiral downwards into the depths of despair. Kraygon was destroyed as was Bailey. Little Evelyn had no idea what was wrong. I lost hope because she was so young and she didn't stand a chance. And when the kid stabbed her in the eye, I felt like the family broke. Pa was distraught. Kraygon destroyed the district square. Evelyn threw tantrum after tantrum. Aaron didn't say a word. He just stood there. Bailey tried to kill Cowie, and had she succeeded, I would've killed her. Cowie is Esme's cow; nobody touches it. Pa and Ma locked themselves away refusing to do anything. Kraygon went missing and he hasn't come back - I think he's dead, but I pray he's alive.


Years have gone by, and I've had my name spread that I've become a good healer for the animals. I see so many sick animals a day, and I do everything I can to save them. Each animal I can't save, only reminds me of the life I couldn't save. A life of a tiny girl who didn't deserve what happened. Maybe one day I'll meet her again, but until then, I will keep going doing what I know. I'll keep living my life like each day's my last. Esme did that, and her life was full of joy. I can only hope mine mirrors her's.

[Ratmas Kay [earthling]]

I hope his life is full of joy too! <333

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