milicent danube | district 4 [fin]
Mar 18, 2017 19:31:22 GMT -5
Post by ♛ scandal on Mar 18, 2017 19:31:22 GMT -5
Name: Milicent Danube
Age: ThirteenGender: Female
District/Area: District Four
Appearance:
I have short light brown hair. My hair is uneven in some places, but I do not mind the gaps. My lips are a light pink colour, and you can tell that they are dry. My lips are flaky, and I try to peel them off with my teeth but that usually causes my lip to bleed. I have light sea green coloured eyes. My mother says that they make me look like I belong in the sea, my father says it makes me look like the ocean itself, andmy brother says it makes me look like a member of this family. My skin is a light tan, not very tan, but just enough tan for me to call myself tan. I prefer to wear light coloured clothes, but I would wear anything. My nails are quite rough and edgy since I sometimes ite my fingernails, but almost everyone does.
I don't weigh that much. Maybe 98 pounds, I am only 4'7 so I am alright when fed. I don't eat that much, but I eat enough so that you don't see my ribs poking out of my chest. My legs are not that muscley. I don't run often so I don't think they will. I usually lift stuff with my arms, like all the other normal people. I tend to have black eyes, since I get into fights often at school. My eyebrows are also jacked up from a inicident at school involving fire. A kid had a lighter and burn't part of my eyebrow off, so that is like the only thing that sets me apart from the other kids at my school.
Personality:
My mother says that I tend to be blunt. I get that. I do ask very personal questions to strangers. Sometimes I don't mean to, I think it and then it is blurting out of my mouth. My mom usually has to wash my mouth out with soap so I don't say anything rude to anyone. I once asked a widow how her husband died. I instantly regreted it, since she started crying and ran out of the room. I just can't help it. My mother says that isn't how a lady should talk, but It is not my fault I was born this way. I tend to get into a lot of fights since I talk very rudely and bluntly, and the kids at my school do not take kindly to me talking that way. I have tried to explain to them that I can't help it, but they can't help trying to attack me, so I fight back, I still like fighting them though. It gives me something to do during the rest of the school day.History:
I personally think that I am very smart. I try to be. I also never have I ever missed a homework assignment, or turned one in late. That shows promise in my future. I hope. I listen to the teacher during school. I learn all the time. I love to learn, and not many people know that about me. I am almost always a straight A student, sometimes I may slip up and get a B or C, but I usually bring that up with the next test or quiz we have. I want to do good after I graduate school. I want a good amount of pay to help my family. My parents did help, but they sometimes didn't have what we needed. I do not want that to happen to my children. If I live to hav any. Or if I have any for that matter.
I was a career once my parents signed me and my brother up for the career academy. I was alright at it. I didn't want to do it, so I did my worst at it. I wanted to stay home, not workout and try out weapons my whole life as a kid. I will never volunterr my life for these games, and If I get reaped, I will accept my death. I just will not, will not, train for the games as a puppet. Then I saw him. He was a year older than me. 14. He was cute, and dangerous. I fell in love. I then realised I was a hopeless romantic. I just wanted to marry him once I layed my eyes on him. He looked at me to, and I still wonder if he thinks the same thing as me.
My parents were not around very much when I was growing up. My brother, from a young age, practically raised me. That is why I grew so attactched to him. He is the blood to my body. I literally owe everything I am to him. That is why, when I heard he was in a fight, it is why I also liked to get into fights. I got into a whole bunch of fights when I entered elementary school. I was eing blunt and rude to a lot of the kids, and they attacked me. It was self-defense, but I enjoyed beating their butt. One time I insulted this girl, so she tackled me. I grabbed her by her pigtails, and stomped on her back. I got into a lot of trouble, but I was lucky enough my parents talked the principal out of expelling me. I bruised her back very badly, and part of her hair was yanked out.
I was 9 when my parents signed me up for the career academy. I wasn't bad at fighting with the weapons, or my fist. I just didn't want to be there. I did my worst I could do to try and make them kick me out. I didn't like it there. If I was to be reaped I would like to fight fair with the other tributes, since almost all of the districts don't have a career academy. I then layed my eyes on him. The most perfect 15 year old I saw. Jay Riverden. I fell in love with him, that is why I didn't leave. I just went to wherever he went, so I was practically stalking him. I stopped once he started to look at me too, but I couldn't help but to think in my brain if he feels the same way that I feel.
My first reaping scared me to death. The 74th games. It was horrible. I saw 2 kids get shipped of to their death. The male tribute volunteered, which was crazy. He killed kids in that arena. Then he died not 3 days after the bloodbath. The girls death was even more horrid. Her skull was crushed by the Lumiere kid from 1. I felt bad for her. It was only a couple minutes in the bloodbath to. Her allies died not to long after her. The girl from 8, her ally, died only minutes after her. Her other ally, the girl from 2, died maybe an hour after the girl from 8's death. It was tragic. After the death of our male tribute, I couldn't watch anymore. I couldn't watch anymore people die. That is when I stopped watching the games, forever.
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