Post by Kai on Sept 7, 2010 15:34:23 GMT -5
Name: Kay
Alias: KAI
Age: Fifteen
Gender: Male
District/Area: 5
Appearance:
Personality:
History:
Alias: KAI
Age: Fifteen
Gender: Male
District/Area: 5
Appearance:
Kai (his better known alias) is probably one of the more scrawny boys of district 5. Well, less broad and built anyway. While they weren't all built Kai was just an exception; he looked weak and fragile. Kai is seen to have a slimmed yet toned figure.
Kai is about five foot five inches, and about one hundred and twenty four pounds. Most of the it being muscle rather than fat. Even then while it didn't look like he had much muscle; he switched muscle size for actual strength. You didn't need to be built or have large biceps to be strong. Kai has blue eyes and black hair- a rare color to be seen in District 5 but still. He lived on to no end it could be said. Kai is rather pale too actually- not brown and yet not honey like- just pale. Kai all around gives off the "I'm weak" look, that is, until clothing is removed to see the body.
Personality:
Well frankly, Kai acts as the calm person of the time. Not to say he isn't emotional; but it's definitely noted that Kai lives his life in fear. He doesn't want to enter the Hunger games but because of this fear he locks himself away to slave away at his body, eating, then training to become fitter in case of that slight chance every year that he might become the next component of the Hunger games. Kai is essentially calm; not to say he won't get angry but most of the time bores a smile on his face. Note to say that this can become extremely irritating to others for their failure to bait or anger Kai.
Kai likes to observe things. He's good at hiding, for one. Just quiet as a sense. He speaks when he needs to or just simply wants to like each person but his responses are usually thought of beforehand and well on always prepared. If it ever came to an alignment and Kai's real colors to show it would be considered for him to be of the Chaotic Neutral alignment. Even Kai in himself believes that this has the most versatility. He's never been afraid of the Capital; just the hunger games. with no paticular reason why.
A paticular motto observed by Kai is known to be "Live and let live.". Even when he speaks it only seems to be the volume that he speaks to those who wish to hear, or if he only wants them to hear. Not as a special ability, just to keep himself out of the line of everybody else.
Out of all things, there are few things that can anger or make him drop the facade of calmness. He's sadistic to say the least, probably making a good assassin. Not to say he is one. But one of the things that are paranormal to say the least, and would make him a good tribute for the Hunger games would be his Eidetic memory, and his sadomasochistic behaviour. Meaning, that getting hurt would equal pleasure to Kai. But still of no real significance that he is afraid of the HG's.
History:
Well living in the world known as Panem was never easy. As soon as young Kai was born was his own father distrustful and distasteful of Kai. He never liked having children (having three already was enough.) But Kai grew up normally save for mainly starving provided there was food around. Kai was oneo f those babies that were probably littered towards actually being trained for the Hunger games. So from a young age would young Kai be taught how to hunt, how to fish, how to camouflage. Things that would subtly make him the king of the next hunger games. Not to say Kai actually knew about this, he just went along with it- he always was a quiet child, considering he never exactly had "manly love" from the father, recieving most affection from his siblings and mother.
His father only seemed to teach him few things; he never taught him the little things. The things his father would teach him would be how to tie a knot properly, a fricking, knot?! And to hunt animals, to track them. That was probably the most significant ability that he taught Kai; how to track. That was how Kay (Kai) recieved his alias. Kai, meaning "release", for his swift tracking of an animal, covering his own tracks and releasing the animal's grip of the world. It was a Killer's alias. But then again, when you were drove by nothing but the starvation hen the hunger games weren't near, that would tend to happen. Kai slaved away away from home. He knew of his father's growing envy, and distaste towards Kai. Not because he was the youngest; just because he was simply born, and yet a better hunter. Not to say Kai was naturally gifted. The reason Kai became better at all was because of his dedication to it, he'd stay away as much as possible to try and catch things, regardless of what it was; if it was alive it was a potential meal. That was the only real thing that Kai was driven by. The hunger.
Kai's fear of the hunger games first ensued when he was fairly young, maybe seven or eight. But this was the time when his second oldest sister was initiated as a tribute, but this Sister couldn't even seem to believe it; she was shipped out and when she finally aired on the screens? She dropped dead within the first few seconds, struck down by someone who had grabbed an axe and cleaved the girl in half. Kai had a legitimate reason to be afraid of the Hunger games. But that was the only Hunger games that he as that he could remember, that he had never watched. He watched the rest; but not that one.
Each year from that did Kai spend little to less time at home, only dropping off goods and then leaving after he had his share. Kai slaved away at hunting; only doing what he loved. There was two things he loved about hunting. The tracking and the quietness while tracking. Nobody tried to bother you; they were too damn busy doing their own thing.
Even when he was 12, he'd pull out enough just for his family; just enough. Luck would be on his side and for each year he done this-- the only thing he didn't want to do each year was for his name to be called. That only seemed to be the one moment where he would truly be scared. He got over it quickly though afterwards. He'd always known he'd be scared if his name was called; but sooner or later he'd have to get over it or suffer the same fate as his sister. He wouldn't let that happen- he felt somewhat ashamed to be a part of the family who ever so got killed within the first few seconds.
And so, three years passed- three major times did he only really feel fear.