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Sylvester Velvet

Age : 16

District : 13

Gender : Male

Appearance :



Personality : Cool, calm, laid-back, wily, calculating, mocking, trickster, manipulative, charming, funny, a great leader, ambitious, soft and silky voice, cunning, loves cats and treats them as human beings, kills anyone threathening his cats, can communicate and control any cat-like animal

Appearance : Sylvester has sleek, black fur.. I mean hair. He has feline-like, golden eyes that seem to peer into your soul. He wears an eyepatch where his other eye used to be, the eye that the peacekeepers took as compensation for his crimes. He has a thin, long face and a small, sqat nose. He is very tall and lean and doesn´t have too much muschle power, but has powerful buildt legs after years of running from the peacekeepers. His style can be described as carelessly handsome, with clean and normal clothes with a small dab of classy.

Weapons : Catclaws (special gloves with sharp, hooked blades hidden in the fabric that pop out when they´re needed)

Strengths : He´s a natural sneak, he has learned great stealth skills from his cat companions. He is fast and has great stamina, so he can run for very long stretches of time and he´s fast as lightning. He is street-smart and wily, he knows when to attack and how to do it. He is very good at sneak attacks, as well as setting up an ambush. He can controll cats with his voice, an ability that may prove very useful in the arena.

Weaknesses : He is physically weak, and is total rubbish at hand-to hand combat. Many tributes may find him untrustful because of his sinister reputation, so he may not be able to call for backup exept for his feline friends. Catclaws is a pretty unknown weapon, so he may not find it in the bloodbath. And since he has no skills in any other weapon, that will leave him vurnerable. Lastly he has great fear of water, hydrophobia.

Backstory : He was the son of a couple addicted to narcotics. When he was ten his parents could no longer care for him, so they dumped him at an orphanage. They died a few months later. He spent about a year in the orphanage, constantly being looked down upon a beated by the matrons. All the children were. Whe he was eleven, he had had enough. He sneaked out in the middle of the night, and began his life of crime in the streets of District 13. The first couple of months were agony; he never had enough to eat and he had to beg to survive. He got so lonely that he began speaking to the other street residents, the cats. To his amazement, they understood him and helped him. They learned him every trick in the book, how to steal food and not get caugth. He became happy, something he had never been before. He got enough food, and he and his street cats became the best of friends. At some point he got "elected" as their leader. He was only caugh once, and that resulted in him losing his eye to the peacekeepers. He became infamous around District 13, and poor people came to him for help and guidance. He managed to stay away from the spotlight of the government, but was reaped when he was sixteen.

Alliance : A gang og wild cat animales he finds in the arena

Token : His eyepatch

Strategy : Grab something close to his plate at the bloodbath, and then run. Rely on sponsors to get catclaws, and form a pack of obedient cats. Always keep on the move, never stay in one place more than twelve hours. Kill anyone in his path, and stay away from the careers. Use his cleverness to craft traps to take the careers out when only seven tributes remain.

Interview angle : Mysterious. Never say anything about himself, or his motivations. He will say a simple yes or no, but hint heavily on his superior skills.

Crimes comitted : Speaks for itself. Thievery, and being a giant pain in the ass for the peacekeepers XD

Change him to District 7