Deimos Arkane

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[atrb=width,40%][bg=a0a0a0]NAME »	[atrb=width,60%][bg=9a9a9a]Deimos Arkane
[bg=a0a0a0]AGE »	[bg=9a9a9a]14
[bg=a0a0a0]GENDER »	[bg=9a9a9a]Male
[bg=a0a0a0]DISTRICT »	[bg=9a9a9a]7
[bg=a0a0a0]OTHER »	[bg=9a9a9a]Burning in the Skies - Linkin Park
[cs=2][bg=474747] physical description
[bg=a0a0a0]HEIGHT »	[bg=9a9a9a]5' 8''
[bg=a0a0a0]WEIGHT »	[bg=9a9a9a]129 pounds
[bg=a0a0a0]HAIR COLOUR // LENGTH »	[bg=9a9a9a]Sandy tan; medium-short
[bg=a0a0a0][cs=2] FULL DESCRIPTION » Deimos is a rather muscular fellow, but he has to be to make it in District Seven. He is a couple inches taller than the average height for his age, and it makes him appear about a year older than he actually is. His hair, as said before, is sandy tan, and it ends at his jawline, tipping in a cedar-bark brown. When the wind blows his hair into a messy blur of sand and bark, the two colors seem to blend into a lighter, pine-bark shade as well as the two corresponding browns that color his 'head fur.' His eyes are greenish-hazel, the edge tipping in a steely blue. The steel blue can usually only be seen with either a very keen eye or an intense mirror. His muscled form gives him the weight of a normal fourteen-year-old, and without them he'd be quite skinny. His forearms are like thick steel ropes, strong but flexible. His legs are a bit thinner than they should be, but are stronger than his arms, allowing much speed and evasiveness. His bones are strong and thick, and support himself very well. His skin seems to be tanned by the sun to a point that it's almost as sandy as his hair. In other words, sunscreen usually isn't an issue with him. Overall, he's strong, tall, and as some teenage fangirls say, hot, hot, hot!
[cs=2][bg=474747] mental evaluation
[bg=a0a0a0]STEREOTYPE »	[bg=9a9a9a]'The outcast jock'
[bg=a0a0a0]LIKES »	[bg=9a9a9a] Solitude The music of the Mockingjays Running

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[tr][td][bg=a0a0a0]DISLIKES »[/td]
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• People who stereotype him as dangerous because he uses an ax
  
• People who offend his home, his family, or his personality
  
• Unnecessary violence
  

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[tr][td][bg=a0a0a0]STRENGTHS »[/td]
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• Ax-wielding
  
• Speed/Evasiveness
  
• Strength
  
• Intelligence
  

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[tr][td][bg=a0a0a0]WEAKNESSES »[/td]
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• Intricate tools like bows and arrows
  
• Charisma/making allies
  
• Attacking without reason
  
• Sneakiness
  

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[tr][td][bg=a0a0a0][cs=2]FULL DESCRIPTION »

Deimos is the strong, silent type. He hates being around people, and tolerates being at work in the tree-cutting business only because he needs to feed himself and his family. He likes the feel of the ax in his hands, the strong, deep strikes of the blade. The only thing he hates is the aftermath, the tearing of the tree itself, the ripping of the roots as they shifted rapidly from earth to the open air, the thud that shook nature itself when the tree finally fell. He secretly loves nature, but he loves his family and life a bit more, and so he chops nature down to feed his family. Another thing he can't get enough of is the song of the mockingjays. The sweet tones they repeat throughout their colonies to make harmonies that dance in his head. But they all fall silent when his deep voice rings out. He'll sing something intricate, strong, melodious, and light. And then they repeat it along for the entire day. He has changed the simple notes that signaled the end of work into a thousand-part harmony of musical fantasies. Each day it changes just a tad, so that the originality of the song stays thoroughly intact. No one really knows who started the song, and Deimos likes to keep it that way. Attention is something you don't want in District 7. Attention brings Peacekeepers, and Peacekeepers bring death. Around others, he’ll stay alone and quiet. Friendships just aren’t worth anything. What if one of them made it into the dreaded Hunger Games? Could he deal with the loss? No. So he keeps to himself. On reaping day, he shows up with an indifferent mask. No clapping, no tears, just silence. Hunting is a no-no, it attracts attention that is unneeded. But sometimes, Deimos will just escape the troubled, sleepless nights to see the silence of nature, the nocturnal animals hunting their prey in a natural cycle that human beings interrupt and destroy. Nothing goes after him because he stays hidden, and he goes after nothing and leaves without a trace, back to the nightmare of cutting down nature. The Hunger Games is not to be brought up around him. It is an inhuman cycle, no, it’s a human cycle of violence brought on by violence. Violence that put his district into the work of using axes to cut off nature’s precious resources. He isn’t jealous of the other districts, oh no, Districts 11 and 12 are far worse off than his own 7. He gets to see the sun sometimes. He doesn’t starve. Not with trading and tesserae on his side. Deimos cares deeply for his family, no matter how few or how many decide to join it. His family consists of anyone needing a home or a friend, but he hardly stays around the ‘outside’ members. A few of them are tesserae-ready, and use it to feed themselves and all who arrived with them. In his family, you feed yourself or you starve yourself. He only truly loves his cat, Phoenix, after some mythological creature that he read about in a book. His cat is actually a small form of wildcat, and he lets her out to find her own food, knowing she’ll come back at nightfall. Deimos sometimes gives her table scraps, on the rare good trading days where table scraps exist. Pheonix is very protective of her master, and only likes him; she hisses at everyone else who approaches her. It is a mutual and understood friendship, and he holds it very dear to himself. After all, it’s the only one he’s got.

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[tr][td][bg=a0a0a0]ENTRIES »[/td]
[td][bg=9a9a9a]21 entries-Three actual entries, eighteen tesserae[/td][/tr]
[tr][td][bg=a0a0a0]FAMILY »[/td]
[td][bg=9a9a9a]Jennifer Arkane-Mother
Stephen Arkane-Father
Selena Arkane-Sister; 26
Ray Arkane-Brother; 12
Nora Arkane-Sister; 7
Milo Arkane-Brother; 2

Outsiders:
Markus Lee, 48, Karen Lee, 45
Joshua Nicholson, 35, Christina Nicholson, 32, Alex Nicholson, 4
Wistala Harris, 17
Luther Annick, 21
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[tr][td][bg=a0a0a0]WEAPON/S OF CHOICE »[/td]
[td][bg=9a9a9a]Axe (47/50) Broadsword (33/50) Club/Mace (36/50)[/td][/tr]
[tr][td][bg=a0a0a0]FIGHTING EXPERIENCE »[/td]
[td][bg=9a9a9a]Training is usually only confined to the career districts, but with his name in 21 times in the drawing to be in the Hunger Games, he needs some assistance if he wants to live. Working with axes are his specialty, no question, and no need for training. Some ‘outsiders’ in his family are skilled in various tools, and have agreed to help him use some of them. Markus helps him use blunt tools like clubs or maces, and he has that one almost down. Wistala has recently taught Deimos to use broadswords, but he doesn’t use them as a specialty nor a last resort. If he was in the Hunger Games, an axe would be a first choice, but a broadsword would be useful in almost any situation. A mace, on the other hand doesn’t have many more uses than to kill. [/td][/tr]

[tr][td][bg=a0a0a0][cs=2]FULL HISTORY »

Deimos was born to a family of three. Everything was so simple back then; with his mother and father working to sustain the family, and his older sister Selena taking care of him while they were away. But then, just a year later, things got infinitely more complex. Ray, Deimos’ newest family member, was born into the family, and Selena had to sign up for tesserae. She never got picked, and she began working in the paper making part of District 7. Slowly, things got under control, as Deimos and Ray grew older. Deimos, at age 4, slipped out of the house unnoticed, and got his first glimpse of nature. He walked around the forest, sniffing the beautiful flowers and frolicking in the fallen leaves. He also saw his first glimpse at the wildlife. A wildcat, of some sort he couldn’t recognize, padded cautiously up to him, then slowly walked in the opposite direction. He followed the big cat to a nest of smaller versions of the wildcat. The wildcat, which was clearly a mother, motioned to her kittens, all of which were strong and proud except for one. A runt by the appearance. The wildcat pushed the little kitten toward him, and left the area when Deimos looked up again. Deimos picked the little kitten up, and waddled home with the cat in his arms. His parents were shocked, after all, it was one more mouth to feed, and a fanged one at that. But after much begging, crying, and promises impossible for a four-year-old to fulfill, the wildcat baby stayed. A few weeks later, the cat was still unnamed, until young Deimos found a mythology book from the past. The first unbroken page was about an animal called a ‘phoenix,’ and Deimos decided that this would be the name for his new pet. A year later, another life rose in the family. Nora was her name, but since Selena was too busy with her work, and Ray was too young, Deimos had to take care of her. It was arduous labor, but it was worth it to see Nora grow up to be kind and gentle. Everything was perfect. For five years, Deimos was happy in a family with boys and girls that comforted him when he fell, and cheered him up when he was sad. Then, just to mock the state of his family, another was born into the family. He was dubbed Milo, but Ray was old enough now to take care of him. Deimos began work in the tree cutting part of District 7, as all males were intended to do, at age ten. He became stronger, faster, and overall better from swinging his arms and cutting into the thick bark of whatever tree he was meant to destroy with the powerful axe. He hated having to cut down nature in all of its beauty, but his family needed the food. Then, a couple years of monotony later, Deimos signed up for tesserae, having abandoned the idea after Selena turned nineteen. He refused to let anyone else sign up, fearing for their lives. He took every grain they could get from the tesserae, but his family just kept growing. A group of many people, each from many different families, arrived on their doorstep, saying that they were fugitives from District 8. Deimos couldn’t leave them outside in the rain, so he let them into the Arkane family. Each child in the families that joined-he called them all the Outsiders-that was the appropriate age signed up for tesserae to help their refugee families, every father in the family chopped down trees like a normal 7 member, every mother went to paper making, and they built a life in a new district. Two particular members, knowing Deimos’ struggle in keeping his family well, and knowing that he had twenty-one tesserae, helped him out just in case the worst happened. Deimos never protested for a second, believing that the Careers shouldn’t have the chance to beat him if he was forced into the Hunger Games. Wistala Harris, a lone teenager who came as an outsider and worked for herself, never signing up for tesserae, helped him out by teaching him the way of the broadsword. Markus Lee, who came with his wife and worked as a tree-cutter, taught him the art of the mace. He already had axes down, so that made three weapons he could use in warfare. If worst comes to worst, at least he’ll be ready.

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surveillance

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[tr][td][bg=a0a0a0]ALIAS »[/td]
[td][bg=9a9a9a]Raccoon[/td][/tr]
[tr][td][bg=a0a0a0][cs=2]WRITING SAMPLE »

-Oh, do I not have to do this since this is my second application? Hm. Well, see Ferra’s bio, then! (Well, my idea was Deimos meeting Phoenix, so…) XD-

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