Visser Kandrona | D1 [FIN]
Feb 26, 2021 20:09:00 GMT -5
Post by kap on Feb 26, 2021 20:09:00 GMT -5
tw: child abuse, mention of drugs
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male, he/him, forty-three, district one, tech business owner and muttation fight ring owner
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I grew up in a very unloving home. My own brother tried to kill me at a young age, and my mother and father both treated me very poorly. Eventually, I was taken out of my family's home because of all of the abuse and brought into a run-down orphanage in the District. The building itself was not very well put-together, and the people there were even worse that what I'd had back home. How the orphanage didn't get shut down and to this day still hasn't been shut down is beyond me. I suppose it's people with the worst of motives who just manage to work around the system.
That must be where I learned it from.
Until I was eighteen, I was forced to live in that orphanage. Don't get my wrong, though. I made some friends while I was there. Granted, from an outsider's perspective, they likely weren't the best influences on me, but they took me in like I was their own brother, and it made me feel accepted. That was what I had always needed in my life- to feel accepted by other people around me.
I didn't need love, necessarily. I just needed that acceptance, and that acceptance grew into a bit of arrogance over the years, I'll admit. My newfound friends would cheer me on in everything that I did, no matter how dumb I was acting or how cruel I was being towards the other kids outside of our friend group. Eventually, I started to crave control over everyone else in my life. I wanted that power. I was hungry for it.
Now, I'm living outside of the orphanage, out on my own in the world, or, at least, out on my own inside of the boundaries of District One. On my own, I'm able to obtain that power, at least to an extent. At the age of thirty, I managed to take over the company I worked for and made it my own after the original owner of the company passed away. Now, I work in producing hi-tech cameras and computers for the Capitol.
Of course, I don't do the dirty work. I hire people out to do the negotiating on prices and to actually manufacture the goods. I just oversee it all, and yet I still make more money than anyone else in my company does for the work that they do. It's part of the power that I've always craved. I have the cash to buy whatever I want, and I hardly have to work for it.
Of course, as someone with a large sum of money, I'm able to put what I have to use. I bribe people on a regular basis, including my own sons. They do what I want, and I pay them. It's quite a simple system, really. It's the most optimal way to get the things that I crave, and yes, I'll admit, some of those things are drugs that I legally shouldn't have in my possession, but that's not the end of it.
When I want something in particular, I take the position of negotiating with the Capitol for my business away from my lackeys, and do it myself. I've been known to have a few connections, getting what I truly desire. Muttations. It's not unusual for me to trade my hi-tech cameras and computers that my company produces in exchange for Capitol-created muttations that they no longer have a use for.
One may wonder what I use these muttations for, though. I suppose I should explain.
At the age of thirty-three, I started a muttation fighting ring for interested folks around the District. Of course, it was kept on the down-low, and the opportunity to participate was only offered to the wealthiest people in the District. They had to go through a screening project before they were given the details, too.
Those details, of course, are quite important. Pay one thousand dollars and you get a turn in the ring. You fight the muttation, typically bare-handed, and you tap out whenever you choose. Whomever lasts the longest in the ring at the end of the night before tapping out and without perishing from the mutt's attacks wins the whole pool of money. Simple enough, right?
Now, I'm forty-three and have been running this muttation fighting ring for ten years. I love every minute of it. That's my real business, after all. The tech? That's just to get me to where I want to be.
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