Althea Thyme District 2

[~Avalon~]

Name: Althea Thyme
Age: 17
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 2
Appearance:

Appearance
Before she snapped-
She was a delicate porcelain girl with her long light brown hair constantly in little pig tails, or some other new and delicate fashion. Her eyes were pure black; no pupils can be seen because the color blended with it making it look like dark black holes. Despite the color of her eyes she constantly looked curious and happy.
She dressed in skirts and blouses usually with a bag around her shoulder carrying books. She would skip around town smiling, constantly carrying treats given to her by the shop owners.
After she snapped-
Althea, despite her personality change has retained most of her looks. Her hair is still a light brown color, only it is now constantly in a tight ponytail or just hanging down. Her eyes are still the same color. Like pure black pits, only now they suit her much better. There is no more glimmer of happiness and curiosity. There dark pools of hatred and contempt. They unnerve most people and she likes it that way. It makes them afraid, and fear makes her job easier.
She no longer wears dresses and skirts with frilly lace. She wears jeans and any shirt she can find during the day. At night she wears a black outfit. Despite her angry personality she’s quite theatrical. It has a few straps for guns and knives but she never really needs them. She prefers to fell the crunching of necks with her own hands.

Personality:

Before she snapped-
Between the ages of…. Well being born and twelve, Althea was the sweetest angel. She was a shy girl who made friends with everyone and was adored by everyone. She worked well in school and followed the instructions of all the teachers and grownups. She loved to read about herbs and the human body. She planned to become a physical therapist when she grew up.
After she snapped-
Now Althea has become the complete opposite. She doesn’t talk to anyone unless she thinks what their talking about is worthy of a response from her. She gets her point across through glares or nods and shakes of her head. She is NOT sympathetic. She doesn’t care if it’s a five year old girl who gets in her way. She’ll kill her. She doesn’t care about innocents or anyone. Her reasoning is ‘Everyone’s going to die anyway, I’m just speeding up the process.’
She only listens to thoughs she respects enough to talk to. She doesn’t make friends. She doesn’t want friends. She doesn’t even care about herself.

History:

History
Althea was born to a neglecting single mother. She was left alone a lot and learned to fend for herself. Her mother was constantly out either working at the Hospital or out partying. Althea didn’t love her mother, she tried, but she couldn’t understand why she should be obliged to love a woman who never even remembered her birthday.
When she turned seven she had already read all of the medical books that her mother owned. She was progressing in school faster than the rest of her class mates. Her mother paid no attention to her and got remaired. Althea’s step-father was kind at first. Treating Althea with more attention than her mother ever had. A few months after this he stopped. He started ignoring her and treating her with the same contempt as her mother did. Althea how ever did not find feel bad about this. She had friends at school and her books. She was perfectly content. Then one night her step-dad came home with her mother. Althea was around 8 and he went into a rage. He started throwing things at Althea. Frightened out of her wits she begged him to stop. He beat her brutally and left her sobbing on the kitchen floor. Her mother hadn’t done anything about it, not that Althea had expected her to.
She suffered these beatings now weekly, sometimes daily. She kept on her happy appearance and no one suspected anything was wrong. On the inside she was a wreck. She started earning money and then enrolled in self-defense classes. The classes were filled with would-be-carriers training for the Hunger Games. The carriers were brutal and didn’t go easy on her because she was younger. They purposefully beat her senseless whenever they could. However she stuck it through and quickly got to the level where she was the one leaving them senseless. She found happiness in her new found protection. She was, however, to afraid of her step-father to try and protect herself during beatings.
She rose in her classes until she could kill someone quickly simply and easily. She was 11 at this time and having surpassed all others in her classes moved on to advance her studies. She started buying books about pressure points and the weaknesses of the human body. She enrolled in some of the Career classes when she had the money, learning how to fence, shoot and stab people.
By the time she was 13 she could kill a man with her bare hands, poison him, render him weak less and shoot him in cold blood if she needed to. However she still was afraid to murder her father. Finally one night she snapped. Her step-dad had started to beat her and before she knew what she had done, he was lying on the floor with a broken neck. Her mother was terrified and tried to call the Peace keepers. Althea was past caring and murdered her mother as well. She took what things she had and left her house.
She started living in the basements of people and got her money from random families she murdered. She always murders the whole family. Down to the last child. She usually shoots down the children in front of the parents, finding it funny to watch them beg for the child’s life. Then she would kill the parents. After they’re dead she takes all their jewels and money.
She’s lived like this for awhile now and has become the way she is.
In the begining she hoped that maybe she would stop, become a better person. Now she doesn’t even try. This is the way it is. She’s rotted deep down inside. And even if she could become a better person, she had too much innocent blood on her hands to forgive herself.

Codeword: muttations
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