Name: Rosie Smith
Looks: Crimped black hair in a ponytail, bright blue eyes (which is rare, but not impossible), smooth dark skin, average height (yet short for her age), slim and muscular, athletic build, bold features, scar on right calf from knee to ankle (from scythe one harvesting season), secretly pretty. Light blue button-down (sleeves rolled up), light grey pants, black running shoes, belt with survival knife,
Personality: Tempered, strong-willed and hot-headed, feisty, defiant, fiercely loyal and protective, a little hard to get along with unless she really likes you, dangerous when needed, athletic, very strong, selfless, courageous, agile, a little cheeky and sarcastic. Once you really get to know her, she is compassionate and incredibly kind.
Other: Boyfriend is a tall, muscular boy from 11 named Jesse Turner. They've been friends since birth. Has two little sisters (age 9 - twins named Daisy and Lily) and an older brother (age 20 - named Tanner). Mother died during a particularly cold winter, father is still alive. Token is a necklace with a gold rose pendant from Jesse. He gave it to her the first time they kissed and it's been a treasure to her since. She loves nature and finds peace usually at the top of a tree. She is one of her District's best farmers. Overall she gets along great with her family, but her father is often distant and sad. She gets along best with Tanner whom she often spend hours talking to about everything from life to inventing new games.
Name: Friday Sistine Watson
Nickname: Most just call her Friday, but her family and very close friends call her Daysie.
Parent(s): Mary/John Watson
Appearance: Wild dark brown hair (curly/wavy) to mid-back with a few little braids scattered here and there, and a long white feather on the left; very big green eyes rimmed by long, dark eyelashes and thin, winged eyeliner; smooth fair skin with a few light freckles on her nose and cheeks, and healthy, pink cheeks from endless days outdoors; short and slim, built like a dancer; brilliant smile that radiates joy; only makeup is eyeliner (TINY) and light scarlet lipstick just to look presentable.
Usual clothing: Woven, dark purple sweater with rolled up sleeves over a long-sleeve black thermal, navy jeans with torn knees, short brown laced boots with scuffed toes. Or loose white top with wide shoulders over black tank, brown leather jacket with elbow-length sleeves, navy skinny jeans, same boots, lots of bronze bangles. Always carries a black and brown book bag covered with unique pins (fandoms, quotes, etc) and filled with all sorts of strange objects from books and writing utensils to playing cards and bottled herbs (not to mention a pack of throwing knives), and always wears a bronze necklace with a few pendants (feather, crescent moon, heart, and tree).
Powers/Skills: No powers. Amazing at any form of dancing especially gypsy dancing, good with firearms but better with throwing knives, knows how to treat countless medical conditions but not NEARLY as good as father, has a photographic memory like her mother, also loves drawing and art, and plays the viola quite well.
Personality: Free-spirited, wild, lively, excitable, at one with nature, bubbly and perky, incredibly optimistic, majorly extroverted, musical and talented, brave but enjoys being in the care of her parents, friendly and trusting, loyal and forgiving, unique and unafraid to be herself, confident but not at all conceited, has a bit of a mischievous and feisty side, can be extremely hot-tempered and protective, occasionally misunderstood for her odd behavior, the definition of spunky, intelligent
Weaknesses: She ADORES irritating Gray; it's probably her favorite past-time. Chocolate; need I say more? She believes in fantasy with all her heart, but her parents are very logic-based and her biggest fear is disappointing them. She is also desperate for love, but fears her individuality is not appreciated by many.
Crush: Gray Gavin Lestrade, the son of Anderson Lestrade
Other: Friday's middle name comes from the eccentric, but beautiful, Sistine Chapel, which accurately describes her personality. She is easy to talk to once you get to know her, but it's hard to appreciate her rambunctiousness immediately. Her parents love her very much, but worry her wildness will get her into trouble someday. She begs to differ. Daysie has a pet cockatiel named Madam Simza whom she loves dearly and loves to take on morning walks around London. Friday has a deep passion for operas, dancing, animals, and nature. She also believes strangers are simply unmet friends.
Name: Mariah Chestnut
Age: 17 (will turn 18 in Games)
District: 10- Livestock
Personality: Standoffish, cheeky, hard to get along with, misunderstood, pessimistic. However, if you REALLY get to know him, he is incredibly kind and will do anything to make you happy. He is also FIERCELY loyal and protective of his loved ones, not to mention nearly fearless (afraid of losing family, and small spaces). He seems like the rebellious type, but he is actually very obedient and quiet.
Weakness: Loves his family more than anything in the world and would DIE to protect them. Also very quiet and somewhat rude.
Looks: Curly, jet-black hair; forest-green eyes with darker green (almost black) speckles; smooth, tanned skin from working in the sun every day; prominent cheekbones; tall, thin, muscled build (a LOT stronger than he looks); quite bony; very calloused hands. He has another trait, but I won't share it yet. ;) Dirty, light blue button-down with sleeves rolled up to elbows; khaki (tan) pants with brown suspenders; brown, mud-crusted boots; old, straw hat (only when outside); worn, colorful woven bracelet around right wrist; survival knife on belt; satchel with canteen of water, bread, different types of animal feed, whittling/pocket knife, and wood.
Weapon of Choice: Whip or knife.
Talents: Has a way with animals; they seem to understand him. He's not too bad at knife-throwing and has a talent for fist-fighting. He's also secretly a good cook, and loves to make wood carvings.
Other: The woven bracelet he wears was made by his little sister, Hannah, who died of a deadly case of untreated hay fever at age 6 because the family, no matter what they did, could not find enough money to pay for treatment. Has a 21-year-old brother named Logan who is married to an extremely sweet, strong-willed 20-year-old girl named Lucy Ann. Mariah used to be very open and happy until Hannah died. Despite the age gap, they were the best of friends and did everything together. The loss was just too much for him. He does love his ma and pa, but it's just not the same. His ma became mentally unstable and ill, and his pa became a drunk after Hannah died, which has been very hard for Mariah, as he's the only one able to do the chores. Mariah's home is a small, humble log cabin with a large farm of 6 goats, 4 sheep, 8 chickens, cattle, 2 pigs, one Arabian horse, and an old brown Australian sheepdog named Arizona. Arizona follows Mariah everywhere and the boy has a way with all animals. He's hard to get along with at first, but once you get to know him, he has a hard softer than butter.
Name: Morgan Evergreen
Looks: Long, wild brown hair to waist usually tangled with leaves and twigs; bold blue eyes with veins of navy, and a stone-grey star rimmed with very long, thick, dark lashes; extremely tanned skin constantly smudged with dirt; very light freckles on nose; pointed ears; small white spots on forehead and jawbones; beautiful deer antlers coming from the top of her head constantly tangled with vines; average height; thin, but muscled/athletic (built like a deer, but human). Loose, dirty, white tunic; brown cloak dragging a little behind her; brown leggings; scuffed black laced boots with a small heel; lots of string and beaded bracelets on both wrists; necklace with a gold tree pendant; quiver on belt and tall bow; knife on other side. She is secretly beautiful, but she couldn't care less.
Personality: Defiant, independent, self-standing, fearless, quick-thinking, clever, sarcastic, rude, agile, athletic, loyal, wild, confident, fierce, free-spirited, cheeky, never asks for help and is slow to offer it, has a soft spot deep inside
Powers: Hydrokenisis/Pyrokesis, sharp senses
Crush: Love is a distraction... (But if anyone's WILLING, she'd be more than happy to comply)
Other: Amazing at archery and is an incredibly fierce warriors. Lives on her own with a Neverbird named Danuvius. She has been an orphan since age six when her parents were hunted. She lived with a herd of her own kind (I would say fauns, but the only deer part about them is their white spots and antlers), but when her time came to be Broken (at age 8, when they are given responsibilities of a grown "faun" and if they succeed they are "Broken" and truly considered a part of the herd), she failed miserably at following rules. Year after year, she tried again until at age 12, she ran away, vowing to forever be Unbroken and wild. She's incredibly hard to get along with, but once you gain her trust and she gains yours, her loyalty is unwavering. She's very agile and loves nature. Ironically she is a great hunter and often trades with the Lost Boys.
Name: Sistine Machiavelli
Age: 16 (almost 17, she thinks; see her backstory
Appearance: Waist-length, wavy, wild brown hair with lots of blonde highlights from the sun (in the summer it gets more blonde than brown), constantly tangled with twigs, leaves, feathers and has a few braids scattered here and there; very big, wonder-filled forest-green eyes with an even darker green starburst and black speckles rimmed by long, thick lashes; very tan (and VERY dirty) skin with light freckles across face, arms, and legs (think Newt Scamander's freckles), with a few scars (from living in the woods her whole life), a particular one on her back (see backstory); healthy, pink glow in her cheeks; short for her age (5' 2") and slim, but muscled from years of running, hunting, etc; long spindly fingers ; always barefoot (her soles are like leather). Wears a dirty, long-sleeve, cream tunic that's ripped in numerous places under a worn, brown, wool vest; brown leggings to mid-calf; black wool gloves without fingers and calloused hands; always has a circular locket with a tree on the front (has a tiny slip of paper inside that says "We'll come back").
Personality: Free-spirited, wild, lively, excitable, at one with nature, bubbly and perky, incredibly optimistic, majorly extroverted, musical and talented, brave but enjoys being in the care of her animal friends, friendly and trusting, loyal and forgiving, unique and unafraid to be herself, confident but not at all conceited, has a bit of a mischievous and feisty side, can be extremely hot-tempered and protective. She has a tendency to steal from passing travelers. She wishes to make friends, but everyone treats her like trash because she's a grubby little orphan. She is also extremely hopeful and KNOWS her parents will come back for her someday.
Backstory: She only has a faint memory of her family because they left when she was five, but she does know that she had an older brother and her parents loved her with all their heart. She vaguely remembers seeing her brother beaten to death out on the streets (a reoccurring nightmare she has), but she suspects it may be a dream. What she doesn't know is that her parents gave her to the local orphanage and fled to a safe haven far away from there. Sistine ended up sneaking out of the orphanage late one night because she was tired of being told what to do and how to do it. She went to the woods and got lost. It was a cold night and she had nothing by a thin cloak to keep her warm. Huddled under a tree, crying, the young girl would have frozen to death had she not been found my a she-wolf hunting for prey to feed her pups. Sistine grew up with the pack, knowing her parents would return one day. When she was nine, she ran into a traveler sleeping in the woods and she stole an apple from his sack. Since then, she has found an irresistible urge to steal from passing travelers (she's a mild kleptomaniac). Once she stole from a merchant who always slept holding his horse whip. He woke up and whipped her back as she turned around, but she still got away before he could catch her. However, the incident left a nasty scar.
She doesn't remember her birthday as a FACT, but she's always had a certain date just stuck in her head so she made that her birthday. It's like her intuition remembers a lot more than SHE does.
Crush: Alton (he HATES her guts at first)
Other: As said in the backstory, she is a mild kleptomaniac which means she has a tendency to commit thievery even though she's not TRYING to be a criminal. She is an incredibly fast runner and has amazing senses. Though she prefers using her hands, she's pretty good with a knife. She's a skilled pick-pocketer and hunter and loves to play pranks. As far as she's concerned, life is just a big game. And boy, does she love playing.
Name: Ophelia "Lia" (Lee-UH)
Appearance: Long dark reddish-brown waves with white-blonde highlights to waist, a bit messy; bright forest-green eyes with grey speckles and a dark green star, rimmed by long, thick lashes; smooth, deeply tanned skin with a healthy glow in her cheeks; average height (on the short side) with a healthily muscled build, lean; dark lips and a beautiful, bright smile; bold, yet gentle features; calloused hands and feet (soles like leather); VERY slight curves and flat-chested; quite beautiful
Clothes: Always wears lots of string bracelets with little gems and pebbles (they make them for each other), brown leather band around left wrist, gold sun pendant necklace, barefoot no matter what, black anklet with little white shells
*Loose, sleeve-less dark mustard dress to knees with a red/white/black/teal tribal pattern over the chest and at the hem; flower crown made of white begonias and brown twigs or crown made of creosote branches
*Slightly off-white (like a vintage white), off-shoulder, mid-calf-length dress with a wave/ruffle pattern on the bodice; brown belt around waist with a small pouch full of bird seed and herbs; flower crown made of white heliotropes and white petunias
*Crimson/maroon leggings, earth-colored (brown, green, dark mustard, maroon, etc.) shawl over shoulders with black tassels on the bottom (almost covering whole top), loose black top with loose sleeves rolled above the elbows, brown twig crown with burgundy dahlias and little perennial geraniums with a medium red sunflower on the right side
*Off-white (vintage white) sleeve-less top with bare midriff, bottom goes into a "v"; dark brown leggings to mid-calf; elegant flower crown with large ivory lilies, large light pink roses, ivory jasmines, and tiny white hydrangeas (individual flowers) with dark, young grape bunches (the grapes, not the vines) and very light green (with a light yellow hue) leaves
Personality: Patient and tolerant, kind and compassionate, selfless, brave, but struggles with deep, inner fears (like loss, death, betrayal, darkness, etc.), loves her siblings VERY much and loves to spend time with them, FIERCELY loyal, has a love for Nature and Family more than words can describe, confident (but not prideful), talented and musical, athletic, tends to be meek and humble, but can be loud and bubbly at times, optimistic, hopeful, strong-willed and strong-minded, generous, very happy, adventurous but careful
Sun or Moon Child?: Sun
Other: Ophelia is a daughter of Nature if there ever was one. If she went inside a house, she would have a panic attack within seconds. She loves to sit around the fire with her siblings singing songs, telling stories, making flower crowns and bracelets, carving/whittling, and dancing. She also loves to swim, climb trees, or spend time alone with the woodland animals. She has a beautiful voice and is an incredibly graceful dancer. Lia is very much like her Mother, which is why she was made leader. She is incredibly sweet, but is willing to discipline if needs be. She loves Nature with everything in her and she will do anything in her power to protect it.