pierce, nathan phillip (D2)
Mar 19, 2015 18:32:10 GMT -7
Post by NATHAN PHILLIP PIERCE on Mar 19, 2015 18:32:10 GMT -7
24 | VICTOR | DISTRICT 2
FULL NAME
nathan phillip pierce
GENDER
male
DATE OF BIRTH
march 4th
SEXUAL ORIENTATION
heterosexual
OCCUPATION
victor
PERSONALITY TRAITS
charming, charismatic, strong, intelligent, friendly, intuitive, perfectionist, self-centered, hides his emotions, has some pretty sizable inner demons
SKILLS
swords, axes, identifying plants, strong, even tempered, creation of weapons, shielding himself, quick on his feet, light footed, sneaking around
WEAKNESSES
long-distance aim, bow and arrow, electronics, swimming in general, throwing weapons, camouflage, climbing
PARENTS
may and renning pierce. stone workers.
SIBLINGS
hunter channing pierce. eighteen years old. nathaniel buzolic - play by
HISTORY
Nate grew up in District 2, the typical career. Schools were all about how to succeed in the games, and how the games would mean an easy life. Nate was one of the top of the class in sword fighting, focusing more on hand to hand, than distance. He never really did distance training. He focused on becoming stronger, and lasting longer. He starved himself for weeks in order to get used to being hungry for the arena, to the point he nearly killed himself, but did not accept any help from others, insisting that he had to do it himself.
Sometimes he would sneak out of the district and try to survive, building weapons out of the surroundings, and building traps and such. It was an intense training system, more intense than most other district trainees.
Nothing was enough to prepare him for the actual games.
Nate wasn't called, but when his brother's name was called, he volunteered instantly and took the twelve year old's place. It was an honor he stole from his little brother, but Nate didn't want his brother to go through the games. He wasn't ready yet. And it was his last year, after all. His brother didn't seem to mind, and in fact seemed proud of his big brother.
The face of his first kill still burns behind his eyes when he goes to sleep. A young boy, twelve years old, from the outer districts, he was sure, black hair and innocent blue eyes. He didn't hesitate to kill the boy, but he wished he hadn't, and he had just died in the blood bath.
When it came down to it, the careers were the only ones left. Specifically, him and two others. They decided that they would have a showdown at the cornucopia. Hand-to-hand being his strong suit, Nate was able to pick off both of them, defending himself with a shield he had picked up at the beginning of the games, and had saved his life many times before. The other two had been in love with each other and teamed up against Nate, and yet, he killed the guy first with a sword to the gut, and the girl because she got angry at him, and began to lose concentration because he had just killed the one she loved.
Nate felt like he did what had to be done. Kill one, so the other didn't have to. Every person he killed, he remembers all of their face, all seven of them, and memorized their names.
Now his brother is in his final year for the reaping and he hopes that he doesn't volunteer, but that boy wanted to live up to his big brother's legacy, and to repay Nate for volunteering for him when he was twelve. Nate can only hope, really.
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