User blog comment:Gab801/The 39th Annual Hunger Games/@comment-24167477-20131227043145

Name: Drifloon Mc'Carthy

Age: 14

Gender: Female

District: 6

Personality: Drifloon is a shy, but gutsy girl with a love for baloons and little children. Some would call her two-sided because, once she see's a child (age 11 and under) she turns into an evil girl who want's to steal the child away.

Appearance: Lunaii

Biography: Driftloon is officially 2 minutes older than her sister Duskull. She treated her sister with respect, and would help her with whatever problems she had. When Duskull was asleep, Driftloon was busy babysitting two of her auntys kids. She smiled cheekily and played games with them, and, at one point, took them both with her, when they asked where she was taking them, she replied, "A place where you can't even imagine in your dreams..."' luckily thought Driftloon's aunty came and took the children, who Driftloon never saw again.

Driftloon continued the same ruiteen in different parts of distirict 6, but then, some man came and took her and her sister to the capitol, the two were seperated, and Driftloon never saw her sister again. While Driftloon was sitting in a room, a bunch of capitol people poking her with needles and stuff, she heard her sister scream, and notknowing they were still injecting a needle, jumped up and ran to the door, but, the needle connected with one of her bones, and she screamed in pain. Her eye's became almost white and her hair turned blonde.

She was then taken back to district 6, and she never saw her sister again. And, on her third reaping, she was reaped.

Weapon(s): Spear, Axe

Strengths: Baloons, Lifting heavy objects, children, Swinging objects, aim, her sister

Weaknesses: Love, Swimming, Death, Pain, Kittens, Getting in trouble.

Fears: Turning into a three-headed demon mutt.

Interview Angle: Cuteness

Bloodbath Strategy: Follow and help her sister

Games Strategy:  Make an alliance, help, and be there for Duskull, Kill others if needed.

Alliance(s): Same as her sister.

Token: A purple cloak she made herself, she may or may not take it off.