User blog comment:Algernon, the mustache man/The First Annual Hunger Games...sign up now!/@comment-4112032-20110728160631

Name: Canada Blon (Short o) Canada is a name many people in her family have had. A family tradition to keep the word Canada from dying out. Gender: female Age: 15-14 District: Any non career district Weapon: knife throwing and fighting. She wanted some skill like that, so she taught herself with some kitchen knifes. Any other weapons she would have to buy for illegally for very high prices. Skills: Good ant telling what plants are eatable and what water is clean. Good at predicting weather. Thin, fast and strong. Weakness: Pre-games stuff. Can’t bring herself to kill anything. Family and friends: Just her and her parent. She had a twin brother but he died at birth. Has some friends at school, but that’s it. Personally: A real wild child. Spirited and stubborn, with no regard. Non-complying. Dose what she pleases without a second thought. Appearance: Lanky build. Brown hair, a little longer than her shoulders. Her prep team will need to cut it. Hazel eyes (green and brown). Dirty and scruffy. Has a wild look in her eyes. Story: Apart from her occasional wondering about her brother, she doesn’t really care about family. She ran away 7 times. She was caught once, but the other times her returned within a week. She sneaks under the fence around the district, and she has a tree house/fort. Sometime she lives there. Her parents tried really hard, but she was unchanged, and when money got scarce and they had to take on second and third jobs, there was no more time to disciple her. Strategy: Grab a pack and some other stuff her at the Cornucopia, then RUN! Build herself a nest HIGH in the trees. Have a knotted rope leading up and down. Cut off branches that could be used to climb up the tree. Climb down to rope to get food and water and pull of the rope when it the nest. Disguise the rope when she’s gone. Just wait out the Games. Maybe make some sort of deal with other tributes, but not the normal kind of allying. Token: A little tiny pouch with a bit of her brother’s hair in it.