Writer Games: Amnesia

District Four Female - Marin Calypso - MagmaKepner

Name: Marin Callypso [mahr-in cahl-ip-soh]
Age: Sixteen.
District: Four; Fishing.
Gender: Female.
Appearance: Blonde hair that, at a distance, seems to be speckled with sand, falls in the typical waves classic to the Fishing District. Her eyes are a shade of bright blue that swims in a ring of a darker shade, and they are always lit up, bright and cheerful. She stands at a healthy height of 5'6'', and is built with lean muscle, thin from years of swimming and training. Freckles dot her cheeks and her smile is brilliant from benefits of living in Four. A slightly hooked yet small nose, she is what a typical Four girl is expected to look like. She has several scars on her arms and back from the hard work and training in Four, and has a nearly invisible one running down her cheek, the only remnant of it being slight discolouration.
Personality: Kindly and modest in her actions, Marin is a hard-working girl. She isn't afraid to get her hands dirty and has been trained for years on her off-hours to be the strongest she can be. She was never one to lose all emotion, but she isn't all that fazed by many things, contradictory to her appearance. She has a boisterous laugh and a contagious personality that makes people wonder if she really does have the guts to do what the trained do. Still, deep in her mind she is a shy girl who doesn't feel all that connected to those she talks to. After the storm, she became more reserved than normal, but still showed her personality to her group of friends. She is an introverted socializer, and while she may say before she thinks, it's often because she's thinking too fast for her thoughts to be coherent. She's analytical and swift in her ways, one of the most redeeming traits about her.
Best Memory: There is a man and several older children than she. They're on a boat, calm waters, a crystal sky. She herself is young, but she doesn't know exactly how young. An older man, complete with a beard and calloused hands, holds her as she drops her line into the water. She feels a tug, she reels it in, and her father gives her a giant hug. The first time she caught a fish, teeming with pride and elation.
Worst Memory: A storm brews outside. Screams are heard far in the distance, voices carried through the wind and rain. Shutter bang against flimsy windows as she cowers inside. She does not know where the one she loves are, only that they were out on a boat. Fear fills her veins as waves approach their tiny home. Her voice cries meekly into the distance for her papa and mama and brother, but there is no reply. She is a teen then, thirteen, perhaps. All she can think of that moment was the morning. The sky was blue, the waves crashed gently on the beach. Things careen towards her. All goes black.
Volunteered/Reaped: Reaped.
Reason/Reaction: Four is, unlike common belief, a District that does not fight for tribute spots. She walked up there and was fine with it. She had been trained previously and the District knew her and her family. She smiled meekly, pushing her hair behind her ears as she stared out at her family and friends.
Weapon of Choice: Spear.
Token: A locket of her family; though after being Tabula Rasa'd she only knows they must be important to her.
Other: While she trained for the Games, all memory of this was lost after the memory alteration.