lane, VIVIAN--

[vivianlane]

VIVIAN&&LANE!



"that's when she said i dont hate you boy
i just wanna save you while there's still something left to save
thats when i told her i love you girl"

full name: vivian maria lane
age:17
district:12
tesserae?: _{yes (five times)}
valuable skills: hand to hand combat, daggers, explosives
weaknesses: axes
family:
marc-- brother, 25, coal miner
joseph-- brother, 23, coal miner
george-- brother, 22, coal miner
andrew-- brother, 19, coal miner
icarus-- brother, 14, student
fern-- sister, 13, student
gina-- sister, 10, student
angel-- sister, 6, student
rosetta-- mother, 53, seamstress
likes:
&& hunting
&& fighting
&& her brothers and sisters
&& running
&& offering advice
&& independence
&& defiance
&& the seam
&& thinking
&& helping
dislikes:
@@ the hunger games (who does like the games?)
@@ axes
@@ careers
@@ people (at times)
@@ other mentors (she hates working with them)
@@ district 7 (don’t ask…)
@@ poison berries
@@ victor’s village
@@ the capital
@@ the fence around district 12
wants:
>> the hunger games to be done with
>> to live a normal life
>> not send some poor kids to their doom
fears:
<< axes
<< losing
<< the games (she has nightmares)
history:

my story? you wanna know, my story? ha! i could laugh. my story is the same as any others. born and raised in district 12, the food we always got was awful. living in a house with eight other kids and only one mom tends to not have its perks. every year I’d enter the tesserae, no joke i’d have my name in there six times a year, and one year, i got picked. joy. you bet your money’s worth my mom cried, her middle child, and first daughter mind you, was off to go on a killing spree. my brothers didn’t care, they were happy, my little sisters cried. but they knew i had the guts to survive,i hunted for our food, and i sold it at the hob.

i entered the games with another boy, a year older than me. we trained long and hard, letting our enemies not see our strategies. but, the little son of a gun betrayed me, so, taking all those precious little disks that explode if you step off of them, i took them, and made them my trap. and whoever i couldn’t kill with those i slit their throats in their sleep. you could say i was a sneaky little girl. soon enough i had killed a few people, two careers from district seven who tried to kill me earlier, and a boy from district eleven and two girls, from districts one and five. soon enough the last person left alive was my fellow tribute. and you know what? i didn’t kill him. he killed himself. he didn’t wanna win because he knew i would have killed him anyway.

i came home a victor, and no one blamed me for his death, but i still have nightmares about that kid’s face. i hate my home here in the victor’s village, so i gave it to my family. i prefer living in my old home, but i still go to my house in the village. my younger siblings are afraid of me, but the others know i wouldn’t kill them. this year i’ll work as a mentor, and i swear to god if i don’t keep them alive i’ll never truly forgive myself. i’ll make sure whoever i mentor will win. no matter what.

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alias: vivian
experience: almost a year