User blog comment:FrostyFire/The 500th Hunger Games/@comment-26976397-20141129132012

Name: Talullah Firethorn

Age: 17

District: Two

Gender: Female

Weapons: At the career academy, Talullah learned how to hold and use any kind of weapon, even tough she lacks knowledge of long-ranged weapons. She has a decent physical, so she could use weapons such as a flail or a mace, but Talullah's "trade mark" weapons are a trident and a khopesh.

Personality:

If Talullah could describe herself, she would say she is extremely polite and sophisticated. She doesn't raise her voice, and always act like a lady, like she is supposed to.

She is charismatic and good with words, and those strengths give her another abilities, such as seduction and manipulation over the weakest. She is not the kind of girl who stands up to do something. Instead, she is a girl-ish soul who waits for whatever she wants to come with flowers and a silver platter.

Sometimes she can be a bit flirtatious, but overall she acts like the basic career personality. But slightly more sophisticated and smart than her future allies. She could be described as a bit obsessed on being better than anything around her, but she says that it isn't her fault she is like this, because she was "born superior than other people".

Talullah has this way of acting slightly because of her appearance. Sometimes she can make people feel bad just to feel superior, and somehow she managed to get an attractive accent, who in the past would be considered a british accent.

Even tough Talulah is like this now, once she was insecure, shy and didn't stand up for herself. She allowed everyoen to control her and treat her like a puppet, but she changed, and she prefers not to remember what happened in her past.

Backstory: 

I was born in District 2. My district's industry was masonry, but my family never seemed to care about it, as they worked with rare diamonds, dealing them with the most noble men from the Capitol. Even with the 6 children they already had, they were wealthy enough to earn a seventh, me. By the time i was born, the older of the kids, Newt, was already 19, and worked as one of the leaders of a mining project at a mountain, always acting superior and never getting his hands dirt.

As i grew up, he was a whole model model for me, both physically and personally-wise. I always cultivated a beautiful appearance, and as he taught me, if i wanted to reach perfection, i couldn't be worried with other people's needs. My hands could never get dirty, and i always needed to be above than the rest. And i loved it.

As i grew older, tough, i stopped seeing Newt as a model. While Newt didn't approve bloodshedding or fighting, i entered a career academy when i was only 12 years old. There, almost nothing gave me much of a challenge. I was their best fighter, but i had a few mistakes here and there. I always fixed them, keeping my life clean and after each day closest from extreme perfection.

I trained every day, but never stopping to look like a lady. I even got a particular trainer, Bradley, when i was only 14, and he helped me to develop more and more skills. Soon, we started dating, but i kept it hidden from my family. I didn't want them to know i got a boyfriend. They wouldn't approve it anyway. Bradley helped me practicing every day, and soon my feelings for him became stronger. I wanted him. And that was wrong. But i couldn't fight against it. Things changed one day. When he did it. He raped me. I was shocked, and i didn't know what to do.

After that day, i stopped having my own opinion, and bradley would only carry me around. I wanted to fight back, but i was afraid. One day, tough, i created courage enough.

We were at the career academy. I had a weapon in my hand. Once he looked back, i didn't hesitate. I went closer to him, before jamming a knife into his chest. He gasped for air.

- Talullah... Plea--

- Shut up! - I yelled. - YOU did this to me. You're the only one guilty for what happened. Now live with it!

- B... but i love you--

- No you don't. You're unable to feel anything for anyone. AND YOU DID THIS! YOU MADE ME THIS MONSTER!

- Talullah... - He said, choking on his own blood, who was leaving his mouth like a fountain. - I love you.

- Lies. All i hear are lies. Enjoy the riddance, bitch!

I closed the door of the academy behind me, and locked it. That part of my life i'd never remember. Ever.

Reason for winning: 

Talullah volunteered for her games, and she wants to win so she can prove herself she is strong. She was controlled and treated like a toy during most of her life, and she cant' handle this anymore. She will fight and do whatever it takes to reach the crown.

Dominant hand: Talullah is left-handed.

Fears: 

Talullah fears that someone will have control over her again. She doesn't want to be lead by someone, even tough she will not be the leader of the careers. This is something she can't control. Physically, tough, Talullah fears the muttations of the games, as she lost her sister who volunteered for a mutt.

Ever since the incident with her trainer, tough, Talullah fears physical contact. She can't imagine herself having contact with someone after the abuse, as she thinks she will get hurt. She also doesn't feel confortable near boys, for the same reason as what was listed above.