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Fist charie
name- Joey Welts
age- 15
gender- Female
hair color- brow with blode streaks
eye color- green
skin color- tanned
height- 5.10
weapon(if any?)- She loves her bow and arrows.
district (unless they are capital residents)- distric 2
talents(no more then three)- Archery, whightlifting, knife throughing
flaws(must have at least three)- Bad foot, always hungry, and has a druken dad
life in the district/capital(must be five or more sentences)- She works at a place were they make weapons. She and a few other girls are the ones who test's them. She get's 10 silver coins every weapon and is able to keep her and her drunken dad alive. She also works at the town square to help some poor people. I manage to survie the reaping. Even though her dad wacks her once a day she still has to keep him alive.
rp example(must be five or more sentences)- I walk in through the door with some food and one bottle of spirit. I give my dad it and it sit in my room. I spread it out half and eat a quarter. I hear my dad screaming and sneak out the window away from him. I come in and do a few rounds of making dummies and go back home.
age- 15
gender- Female
hair color- brow with blode streaks
eye color- green
skin color- tanned
height- 5.10
weapon(if any?)- She loves her bow and arrows.
district (unless they are capital residents)- distric 2
talents(no more then three)- Archery, whightlifting, knife throughing
flaws(must have at least three)- Bad foot, always hungry, and has a druken dad
life in the district/capital(must be five or more sentences)- She works at a place were they make weapons. She and a few other girls are the ones who test's them. She get's 10 silver coins every weapon and is able to keep her and her drunken dad alive. She also works at the town square to help some poor people. I manage to survie the reaping. Even though her dad wacks her once a day she still has to keep him alive.
rp example(must be five or more sentences)- I walk in through the door with some food and one bottle of spirit. I give my dad it and it sit in my room. I spread it out half and eat a quarter. I hear my dad screaming and sneak out the window away from him. I come in and do a few rounds of making dummies and go back home.
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