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Name: mason wolf

Age:16

gender: male

Member of: (The Capitol, District 1, 2 etc.) 12

If your from the Capitol what profession are you?:

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Appearance: a 16 year old white skinned male. with a brown trench coat and cargo pants, he carries a old military backpack. he has short dirty blond hair, he has green eyes and has a scar down his left eye. he also carries his fathers dogtags and his sword and sheath on his body. he is as dirty as dirt because he never showers or bathes.

Personality:mason is a very polite and smart character who occasionally gets into fights other kids or drunks. he hates rich people in all ways this usually makes him steal from the rich and gives to the poor. he never likes to see kids or women get abused or beaten, again this would lead him to fights. he is brave and will stick to his plan from the beginning to the end.

History: mason had a normal 6 years in his childhood, on the day of his seventh birth-day his parents died in the mines from a cave in. he was left alone and lived on the streets stealing food to survive. he started doing jobs to get money to get food, he thought it was a great idea so he became a mercenary. he now waits in the streets waiting for his next job or the hunger games. his father tutored him in using a sword, he also became a master in parkour while getting away from peacekeepers or thugs.

RP sample: he sharpened his fathers blade, waiting for his next customer to walk down the street early in the morning this was the average life for mason, waiting for about 2 to 3 hours for a peacekeeper or another resident to ask him to do some dirty work " why must mornings be so slow" he muttered to himself. he sees movement at the corner of his eye he knew this wasn't good, he suddenly felt the cold steel from a knife on his neck " you've come back to lose your other ear" he chuckled putting his hands up and turning around to face the thug.

Others: Parkour: (sometimes abbreviated PK) is a method to overcome obstacles with speed, efficiency, and agility. Originally developed in France, the main purpose of the discipline is to teach participants how to adapt their movements to their environment by vaulting, rolling, running, climbing and jumping.
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Same as Will, just make your rp sample 100 words and you'll be accepted!
I know some sites, you just post a sentence and then you're done, but here it is 100 words or more. It's really not that hard...
But thanks for joining! I'm Taryn, and I hope you like the community here!

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Name: Roxas Smith

Age: 17

Member of: District 4

If your from the Capitol what profession are you?: Down with the capital!

Appearance: Roxas has spiked up black hair that he likes to change to many different colors. He wears graphic t-shirts such as bands. He sometimes wears glasses but not all the time. His favorite things are to tease his hair, skater shoes, converse, and skinny jeans. He has a nose wrong and a small lip ring. He is muscular and tall as well.

Personality: Roxas is loud and obnoxious, and very sarcastic. He likes to make fun of things but is very nice. He is found very attractive to many, but some people don't like him because he looks "emo" as some people say. He doesn't like to talk to people that are too serious, but he will talk to those who will understand him. He loves music and games.

History: Roxas lives with his best friend Sora, who both of their parents have died from drowning. They don't have siblings anymore, but they live in an apartment type of place with other people, but they share a home. They keep alive by selling fish and other goods to people. They hate the Hunger Games because it killed their best friend who used to own their old home. They like to travel, so some nights they don't go home at all.

RP sample: Roxas and Sora run back home from work. "Dinner tonight. Whatcha makin'?" Sora glanced at Roxas and grinned. Roxas laughed back. "Why do I always sound like the wife in our relationship?" Sora jumped over a leaned over women. "That's because your more girly then me. And I can't do chores!"
They stopped in front of their complex and stepped inside. Walking up to the 3rd floor, they opened the door to their shaft.
Roxas threw his bag down and sat against the wall. "I think we'll make something with the bread I bought. Maybe we can eat it before the reaping too, if we save it." Sora nodded and went to the small kitchen. "We don't have much food left, but if we sneak out tonight and catch more fish, we can sell it tomorrow." Roxas smirked. "It's a plan, but don't trip and fall this time."

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Name: Amelia Benedict

Age:16

Member of: District Five

If your from the Capitol what profession are you?: N/A

Appearance: Since her whole family was made up of scientists and DNA experts who had the ability to alter their own genes, Amelia is naturally beautiful. Her facial structure is near perfect; a small, but defined nose and sharp cheekbones that give her slim face definition. She has medium length reddish brown hair that lightens in the summer and darkens in the winter. Amelia also has deep reddish brown eyes that sometimes appear to be amber. She is relatively short and extremely thin as well. Arwyn normally has an unfocused expression on her face, while Ophelia can appear to be like Amelia or Arwyn whenever she chooses.

Personality: As Amelia has multiple personalities, she is quite a complex person, so it is best to break her personalities into three parts. All of her personalities do share one thing in common; their indifference toward The Capital, they neither support nor rebel against it, but they all wish to be free from District Five.

Arwyn isn’t the most intelligent person in the world, as a matter of facet she’s far from it. An accurate word to describe her is ditzy. While her intelligence is questionable, her kindness is not. She is one of the sweetest people in all of Panem and is incredibly loyal. Arwyn doesn’t have an ounce of fight or anger in her, and she can sometimes be fairly practical. She never looses her temper and always keeps her word. Arwyn has no recollection of anything that Amelia or Ophelia do, which can be a blessing and a curse.

Ophelia is incredibly intelligent in an almost Sherlock Holmes-esq way. She is very good at noticing things and connecting the dots. Not many people have met Ophelia, or know they have. She is very good at acting and can play the parts of both Amelia and Arwyn with incredible ease. Ophelia operates within shadows and lies, distrust and hate. If there were one word to describe her it would be chaos. She enjoys death and loves inflicting pain. Ophelia has always been this way. When she is being her self she has a deranged look on her face and speaks like she’s mad (which she is.) Ophelia can remember being both Arwyn and Amelia. Also her anger is uncontrollable.

Amelia is a mix of Arwyn and Ophelia. She is intelligent within reason, and has a sharp tongue. Amelia has accepted her situation and isn’t particularly angry about it. She can become quite angry, but most of the time when this happens she either calms down or switches to Ophelia. Amelia can remember both Arwyn and Ophelia.

History: Amelia has a fairly simple history compared to her personalities. She was born and raised in District Five. Her family was middle class, so they had some money, but not a lot. Fortunately for her family, they hadn’t lost anyone to The Games. Her parents were faithful to The Capital, and her siblings followed that tradition, however most of them were too young to understand or even care about politics. Amelia was the second oldest child out of five. She was diagnosed at an early age with Multiple Personality Disorder and everyone in Five knew. However, everyone thought that she only had two personalities; Arwyn and Amelia. Before there was reason to make herself known, Ophelia just disguised herself as either Arwyn or Amelia. One day Amelia was having a disagreement with her family about something and she snapped. Ophelia grabbed a knife of the table and began to slaughter her family, while laughing hysterically. After the deed was done, Ophelia turned the stove burners on, but didn’t light the stove, so that the gas would go through the house. Ophelia then cleaned off the blood from her person and took a bit of time to gather things that she could go to the market with. She took enough time that gas filled the house. As she left, Ophelia lit one of her mothers precious candles and ran from the explosion. The act looked realistic enough, Ophelia was hurt from the explosion, but still alive. She was able to play the part of Arwyn, the part of her that wouldn’t hurt a fly and had no recollection of Amelia well, she even was able to embellish the act with tears coursing down her cheeks from her so called loss. Of course Amelia and Arwyn were both questioned by The Peacekeepers, but since no one knew about Ophelia, she wasn’t questioned. Amelia kept quiet about the whole business, knowing that if she told anyone she’d be killed instantly. Amelia has lived with different families around District Five since the ‘gas explosion’ at her house that killed her family.

RP sample:
The constant thunder was beginning to get on Ophelia’s nerves. She wished it would just rain already and make the day even darker that it was at the moment. Wind would be nice too. Wind gave a storm life in a mysterious way that even Ophelia couldn’t help being fascinated by. The ground was dry and cracked; it seemed to be crying out for rain. Ophelia smiled her usual crazed smile as she personified the ground as a child, weeping for water. She enjoyed the child’s pain and it’s cries imaginary echoed in her ears like music, music far sweeter that any string could produce.

She walked down the road at a steady pace. Ophelia had nothing to do and nowhere to be, on any other day she would be working a shift in one of the labs, but today was the one day of the week that she had the evening off. The rest of the day had been filled with school. All day she’d pretended to be Arwyn, the annoyingly unintelligent persona that couldn’t remember anything about herself or Amelia. Ophelia hated Arwyn, she was irritating to play as well, always ditzy and nice. If she had a choice, Ophelia would always choose to be Amelia, but if she were always Amelia, then people would begin to suspect something was amiss. She didn’t mind pretending to be someone else, as a matter of fact, she quite enjoyed being Amelia, but Ophelia’s favorite part about pretending to be someone else was that she could hide away, lurking in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to make herself known. That moment was a long way away, but it was guaranteed that when she did make herself know, death would be involved. Imagining the looks on her classmates’ and teachers’ faces when they realized what would happen to them made Ophelia laugh, a clear sound that was both lovely and eerie

Ophelia stopped laughing within a few moments and began humming a tune a she walked. Arwyn was always happy no matter the situation, and as Ophelia was nearing a few houses, she had to play the part of Arwyn once more. She turned her crazed smile into a much nicer one and to add to the effect, she began to sing;

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There's a land that I've heard of
Once in a lullaby

Somewhere over the rainbow
The bluebirds fly so high
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then oh why can't I

Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow
The Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then oh why can't I
Why then oh why can't I

The wind began to pick up and for a moment Ophelia lost her facade. The wind whipped her reddish-brown hair around her face and she smiled as the trees shook from the wind and the faint pitter-patter of rain began to grow steadier. Ophelia corrected her facial expression quickly and she continued to walk with a bit more bonce in her step, knowing that Arwyn loved rain. After a few more steps, Ophelia saw a figure step out of the forest not very far from where she was. “Hey! What where you doing in there?” She asked in Arwyn’s kind voice.

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I don't think so, we're not in the same district and neither of us are part of the railroad...

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