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Posted: Wed Sep 04, 2013 2:35 pm

Howl Onix

" The Sadistic Knife Slinger "
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Tʜᴇ Nᴀᴍᴇ's • Howl Nieven Onix
Jᴜsᴛ Cᴀʟʟ Mᴇ: • None
Dᴏ NOT Cᴀʟʟ Mᴇ: • Anything but his name
Cᴀɴᴅʟᴇs Oɴ Mʏ Cᴀᴋᴇ: • Eighteen
Hᴀᴘᴘʏ Bɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ Tᴏ Mᴇ: • October 15
Yᴇs, I Aᴍ A: • Male
I'ᴍ Iɴᴛᴏ: • Whatever tempts me most
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Lᴏᴏᴋ Aᴛ Tʜᴇsᴇ Eʏᴇs: • Dark Purple
Tʜᴇsᴇ Lᴏᴠᴇʟʏ Lᴏᴄᴋs: • Coppery Red
Eᴠᴇʀʏ Iɴcʜ Cᴏᴜɴᴛs: • 6'
Gɪʀʟ, Lᴏᴏᴋ Aᴛ Tʜᴀᴛ Bᴏᴅʏ: • Raised his entire life expecting to fight in the games, Howl has trained since he could walk. This has turned him into a young man of strong, lean muscles. There isn't an inch on him that hasn't been trained to take him to the end of it all. He is flexible and has wonderful reflexes but one important thing he has in endurance. Coupled with his patience the man is more predator than human anymore. Often his movements have been compared to that of large jungle cats and his thirst for blood is almost as great as the felines. Despite his height he's very light footed and often enjoys using it to sneak up on his fellows. Howl's skin is lightly tanned with minimal scaring on the flesh. He doesn't burn easy and tends to just get more golden toned. Howl often prefers to keep his coppery hair short as he is a firm believer in keep things practical in order to move easier.
Tʜᴀᴛ's Mʏ Jᴏʙ: • Career Tribute
Hᴏᴍᴇ Sᴡᴇᴇᴛ Hᴏᴍᴇ: • District One

Posted: Wed Sep 04, 2013 8:35 pm

Oɴᴄᴇ Uᴘᴏɴ A Tɪᴍᴇ: • Howl has always known what's been expected of him. From a young age it was beaten into his head as his father trained him, honed him, made him what he is today. Fight in the Hunger Games. Frankly Howl could care less if he wins as long as he tears down the wannabes who think they are perfect. A bit of a rough and tumble kind of kid, Howl has never been afraid of pain. He often came home covered in cuts and bruises grinning like a Cheshire cat. Often left alone as all his siblings were out of the house, Howl started playing games which later turned into a very violent skill. He had a love for throwing things. First cards into hats or whatever he could toss them into, then darts into walls (sometimes people) finally to knives. His father bought him a pack of thin throwing knives that the then 11 year old Howl adored. Years passed, Hunger Games came and went, all the while Howl practiced and trained. Growing tall the red head gained many physical traits that would aide him should he make it to the Games. Lean and muscular, Howl is a physically fit young man. Under his clothes is defined wiry muscles. Averaged height he is a hell of a runner and his body shows signs of it as well. In his last year of being a possible Tribute, Howl has decided if they don't pick him then he'd make them choose him. He has been perfecting the art of turning anything he can throw into a weapon and looks forward to showing it off. Then again if he doesn't make it he just might have to stir up some chaos in the District. Can't have enough chaos now can we?

Fate favored him though this year. Of all the years that his name got drawn it was for the Quarter Quell. Howl couldn't ask for a more fitting time in his life to go to the games. The shining moment when his name echoed over the crowd and not a single soul dared to challenge him for this right. Despite his mother's concerns he frankly doesn't care if he lives or if he dies. As long as he goes gloriously what does it matter? His cousin was the only one who seemed proud of him if not a bit scared. The boy was young though and new to his own tribute training. Howl hopes to put on a good show and more importantly have a ball with his fellow tributes. After all there isn't any peacekeepers to stop him when he has his new toy in his grasp.

Uɴᴅᴇʀ Tʜɪs Mᴀsᴋ: • A bit cruel and mischievous, Howl doesn't give a damn who he steps on to get up in the world. He likes to play with his prey and more often then not break them. By no means though is he a mindless bully. Calculating and cold no one is above him in priorities but he isn't stupid enough to slight any 'allies' he may make. Ruthless to a fault he's not one to take getting the short end of the stick in any way well. He's managed to learn how to control his temper though as he hates to lose it. Being friends with him means moving up in life but it also means you'll be his favorite toy to break. He's been called a bit of a sadist as Howl enjoys the sounds of pain and fear. Even his own pain and fear is a delight to himself. Howl's idea of a good day is torturing the hell out of an enemy and getting them to beg for death. Howl isn't kind to his toys even less so to the ones who manage to become his favorites though they tend to live longer. Above all things though it should be said he is very patient man. Howl will wait as long as it takes for the perfect moment to get what he wants most.
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Wʜᴀᴛ Mᴀᴋᴇs Mᴇ Sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ: •
- Has excellent endurance and is well trained in physical combat
- Has wonderful aim with most forms of throwing weapons
- Has a very high pain tolerance

Tʜᴏsᴇ Wʜᴏ Lᴏᴠᴇ Mᴇ: •
Grim Onix, Father
Jade Onix, Mother
Viridin Onix, Uncle
Elmira Onix, Aunt
Obsidian Onix, male cousin younger

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Posted: Sun Sep 22, 2013 1:15 pm

Gɪᴍᴍᴇ Gɪᴍᴍᴇ:
• Howls of pain, comes with the territory
• A good game
• Sensitive toys, nothing like someone who really reacts to pain
• His blades, the perfect killing tool if you ask him
• Blood
• Pain, be it inflicting or receiving, though he prefers to inflict it.

Gᴇᴛ Iᴛ Aᴡᴀʏ:
• Not getting to play with his prey
• Wanna be heroes
• When a toy won't break
• Those not willing to do what's needed

Iᴛ Sᴄᴀʀᴇs Mᴇ:
• Gamemakers, he both fears and respects them. If he doesn't become a tribute or if he by some miracle survives he hopes to become one of them. After all can't beat them? Join them.
• Meeting someone he actually cares about. Howl doesn't know what he'd do if there was someone he could actually put above himself
• Dying from a stupid kill, if he's going to die it better be glorious
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Aʟʟ Tʜᴀᴛ Gʟɪᴛᴛᴇʀs: •
- Pure onyx oval pin. Token from his cousin

Lᴇᴛ's Rᴏᴄᴋ: • Counting Bodies Like Sheep by A Perfect Circle

Posted: Mon Sep 23, 2013 11:42 am

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