Post by Jeanette McLean on Dec 31, 2012 14:57:07 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; padding: 10px;] jeanette mclean Age: 15 Birthday: July 1st Gender: Female Sexuality: Straight (?) District: District Twelve Occupation: None Family: Jeanine McLean, mother (alive) Jacob McLean, father (alive) Emma McLean, sister (alive) Jeanine McLean, eldest sister (alive) Pets: Cat named Ana Likes: having fun, being with friends Dislikes: people who are mean to others, being alone forever, the Games Strengths: knows most survival things, sneaky, quiet when it comes to being sneaky Weaknesses: her friends being attacked Personality: Jeanette McLean is more of the socializing types of girls. She loves being around friends and talking to them. She doesn't annoy people, and sometimes can make people feel better rather than sad. She rarely thinks bad of people, and tries to improve on anything she does wrong. She puts family and friends before herself, and will stand up for her friends and family. Appearance: Jeanette McLean is always average-height of someone her age. She has shoulder length hair that is brown. She prefers it to be straight, but sometimes her hair curls up. Her eyes are brown, piercing brown. She prefers wearing normal everyday clothing such as a t-shirt and pants, rarely wears jeans, and rarely wears a dress except on reaping days. History: Jeanette McLean was born on July 1st, her parents Jeanine and Jacob McLean. Her older sister Emma, who was four years older than her, always took care of their family. They were on the wealthier side District Twelve, but her sister, a daring girl, brought her out to beyond the District which gave Jeanette the daring trait of going beyond the District and into the woods. The years of reaping passed, Jeanette and Emma rarely needing to get extra names because of their father and mother's medical shop. Emma, now nineteen, didn't need to go to the Games, which left on Jeanette in danger of being chosen. RP example: Jeanette should've brought her sister's extra knives. If she did, she wouldn't have had to wrench out her knife that was stuck in the tree. Practicing her aim was something she hated doing, but helped her a lot. Jeanette gritted her teeth and yanked the last knife out. She scanned the area, all she needed was a squirrel, and then they'd be good. Other characters: None Alias: Jeanette |
