Post by Rue on Jan 8, 2013 15:36:55 GMT -5
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Character name: Rue Chamomile
Age: 13
District: 11
Occupation: Farmer
Height & Weight: 5'3 & 101 pounds
Play by: Amandla Stenburg
Physical Description: Small, lean, and gritty are all words that describe Rue's body. She has large wary eyes, so brown that they almost seem black, and glint curiously in the sunlight. Her hair is a wild curly mess, never wanting to stay in one place, but surprisingly never in her face. Her skin is a medium brown, and much paler around her face.
Personality: On the outside, Rue is almost always silent and emotionless, though her eyes give off a scared doe vibe. She doesn't like to speak very much or be spoken to, and seems deeply distrustful. She is also very smart and will use this to her advantage no matter what it costs someone else.
However, underneath this quiet persona, she is constantly observing and categorizing those around her. She is brave sometimes on the inside, and very excitable and happy. She will stick up for her friends, but on the same side she can be quite merciless to those who hurt her friends.
Don't cross Rue.
Internal Conflicts: She is very untrusting toward people she doesn't know or understand. She wants desperately to be open and kind always, but she knows if she does she'll be hurt or killed. She fears being thrown away by anyone else.
She also greatly fears being chosen from the Reaping Bowl. She knows she would probably be one of the first to die if she had to go into the Arena, and she doesn't want to leave her grandmother alone by herself during that time or afterwards. They lost her brother to the Arena, though he fought bravely, and now Rue has his responsibilities on top of her own. She can't even imagine what her grandmother would do without her...
Strengths: Good with a machete (from clearing out woods to grow crops), quick, quiet, smart, excellent memory
Weaknesses: Holds grudges, her grandmother, doesn't trust others, the cold
Fears: Dying, her grandmother being left alone, being reaped, the darkness
Anything Else: None
History: Born in district eleven, then brought to the doorstep of her grandmother's by her elder brother after her parents were killed for their crops and food. From then on, she raised in the hard life of working alongside her brother and grandmother in the fields, ever since she was able to walk. Though life was hard, life was happy for a while for the three of them.
However, when her brother was sixteen, and she only seven, he was drawn from her district to be a tribute. She watched and cheered him on along with her grandmother as he fought valiantly against the other tributes. In the end, a tribute from District 1 ended up taking his life, but not after her brother severely injured the other boy.
Times after that were very hard, both for her and her grandmother. They had trouble coping both emotionally and physically without his presence to aid them. Then her grandmother injured herself working in the fields, and things grew even harder. Rue had to submit her name more times so she could get enough food for them, and still had to work on the side. And even then, she found time to train herself in wield a hand weapon, just in case she was drawn.
She fears that this year will be the last year her good luck will be with her. Her grandmother tries to act as if everything will be alright, but Rue hears the elderly woman cry at night. She has this knowing feeling in the back of her mind that this year with her grandmother..
Will probably be her very last.
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OOC Name: Rue
Age: 20
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Sample Post:
The woods here were steamy with the springtime moisture, and it caused the hot air to settle even heavier in the lungs. Grandmother had said this is what made people from District 11 so tough and wild, this thick air. It caused the body to work harder to get its oxygen and the mind to not be so muddled by superficial things, like hair and clothes and such.
With a deep sucking breath of the humid air, the short brown headed girl drew her machete from her back, then her body fell into a familiar position as her hands wrapped around the blade's hilt. It was a worn blade, most likely from her using it to abuse trees, but this was the only thing she knew to do. Knew how to prepare.
She struck out at the arm's width sampling in front of her, slicing halfway through rather easily. This was illegal, this training for the games. But she had to. She couldn't leave Grandmother by herself.
She struck again at the still standing sapling and completely severed it. It it had been a human, she would have to send her blade through his or her heart next as the finishing move. As she stared at the fallen sapling, her brown face hardened and her black eyes narrowed. If chosen this year, she'd kill every person in her way so she could get back to her grandmother.
Rue would never leave her alone.
Character name: Rue Chamomile
Age: 13
District: 11
Occupation: Farmer
Height & Weight: 5'3 & 101 pounds
Play by: Amandla Stenburg
Physical Description: Small, lean, and gritty are all words that describe Rue's body. She has large wary eyes, so brown that they almost seem black, and glint curiously in the sunlight. Her hair is a wild curly mess, never wanting to stay in one place, but surprisingly never in her face. Her skin is a medium brown, and much paler around her face.
Personality: On the outside, Rue is almost always silent and emotionless, though her eyes give off a scared doe vibe. She doesn't like to speak very much or be spoken to, and seems deeply distrustful. She is also very smart and will use this to her advantage no matter what it costs someone else.
However, underneath this quiet persona, she is constantly observing and categorizing those around her. She is brave sometimes on the inside, and very excitable and happy. She will stick up for her friends, but on the same side she can be quite merciless to those who hurt her friends.
Don't cross Rue.
Internal Conflicts: She is very untrusting toward people she doesn't know or understand. She wants desperately to be open and kind always, but she knows if she does she'll be hurt or killed. She fears being thrown away by anyone else.
She also greatly fears being chosen from the Reaping Bowl. She knows she would probably be one of the first to die if she had to go into the Arena, and she doesn't want to leave her grandmother alone by herself during that time or afterwards. They lost her brother to the Arena, though he fought bravely, and now Rue has his responsibilities on top of her own. She can't even imagine what her grandmother would do without her...
Strengths: Good with a machete (from clearing out woods to grow crops), quick, quiet, smart, excellent memory
Weaknesses: Holds grudges, her grandmother, doesn't trust others, the cold
Fears: Dying, her grandmother being left alone, being reaped, the darkness
Anything Else: None
History: Born in district eleven, then brought to the doorstep of her grandmother's by her elder brother after her parents were killed for their crops and food. From then on, she raised in the hard life of working alongside her brother and grandmother in the fields, ever since she was able to walk. Though life was hard, life was happy for a while for the three of them.
However, when her brother was sixteen, and she only seven, he was drawn from her district to be a tribute. She watched and cheered him on along with her grandmother as he fought valiantly against the other tributes. In the end, a tribute from District 1 ended up taking his life, but not after her brother severely injured the other boy.
Times after that were very hard, both for her and her grandmother. They had trouble coping both emotionally and physically without his presence to aid them. Then her grandmother injured herself working in the fields, and things grew even harder. Rue had to submit her name more times so she could get enough food for them, and still had to work on the side. And even then, she found time to train herself in wield a hand weapon, just in case she was drawn.
She fears that this year will be the last year her good luck will be with her. Her grandmother tries to act as if everything will be alright, but Rue hears the elderly woman cry at night. She has this knowing feeling in the back of her mind that this year with her grandmother..
Will probably be her very last.
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OOC Name: Rue
Age: 20
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Sample Post:
The woods here were steamy with the springtime moisture, and it caused the hot air to settle even heavier in the lungs. Grandmother had said this is what made people from District 11 so tough and wild, this thick air. It caused the body to work harder to get its oxygen and the mind to not be so muddled by superficial things, like hair and clothes and such.
With a deep sucking breath of the humid air, the short brown headed girl drew her machete from her back, then her body fell into a familiar position as her hands wrapped around the blade's hilt. It was a worn blade, most likely from her using it to abuse trees, but this was the only thing she knew to do. Knew how to prepare.
She struck out at the arm's width sampling in front of her, slicing halfway through rather easily. This was illegal, this training for the games. But she had to. She couldn't leave Grandmother by herself.
She struck again at the still standing sapling and completely severed it. It it had been a human, she would have to send her blade through his or her heart next as the finishing move. As she stared at the fallen sapling, her brown face hardened and her black eyes narrowed. If chosen this year, she'd kill every person in her way so she could get back to her grandmother.
Rue would never leave her alone.
