The Writer Games | Once In A Lifetime & World Edition

District Two Male: Greyson Stone

"I always  love to see a new tribute join us... We never know what they'll be like,  or what they've got up their sleeve." -Fillius Ravenstar

Name: Greyson Stone

District: 2

Age: 16

Physical Description:  Tall, slim and built like a tank. He has large arms, broad shoulders and  tribal tattoo's all down his left side. He has choppy black hair that  falls in uneven strands around his face and he has a burn mark that runs  up the side of his neck. He has dark brown eyes (almost black) and at  first glance people think he's out to cause trouble.

He always wears his  black overalls - sometimes with the braces left undone and sometimes  without a shirt or with a thin white shirt - either way, the overalls  are his signature outfit.

Personality: Impulsive,  short tempered but misunderstood. He doesn't like double standards and  is loyal to his word but does mostly regret his decisions and often  second guesses himself. Of course, he would never tell anyone since he  likes to act tough so he hides it well.

Craft: Blacksmith

Skills: Creative and good with his hands - he can build something from nothing in seconds. Quick learner and has high limits.

Weapon Of Choice: Blowtorch

District Token: A small ornament chisel that hangs on a chain around his neck.

Backstory: Greyson has a  bit of a dark past, from which he tries to escape. Grey was born into a  somewhat small family, only his parents and his twin brother.

His twin brother,  Samuel, was always the pride and joy of the family - constantly  training, constantly improving and thriving. He was in line to compete  in the Hunger Games for his district, District 1.

Living the life of  luxury this family were well known and Greyson didn't mind being his  brothers shadow, but, one day when it was his and his brothers 13th  birthday it all went wrong.

Samuel was caught  stealing and cheating in his training - he was hailed as a fraud and a  thief so to escape the utter shame Greyson's family came to a choice.  They decided that Greyson would take the fall for his brother and claim  HE was the one stealing.

Forced into guilt,  Greyson ran - fearing for his life and feeling completely abandoned by  his family. Never looking back he arrived in District 2 and found his  skill in Blacksmithing. Ever since then he's been a very angry young man  - never being able to let go of what his family did. He tries to show  compassion but finds it hard hence the reason he's misunderstood.

Now, he's determined to  enter the hunger games and show his family what he's made of - he only  hopes he's not fighting against his brother.

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Greyson Stone: District Two

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76 was Greyson's lucky  number - at least, he hoped it was. He had tried to put his name in many  more times but people had started to get suspicious of his intent and  he the last thing he wanted was suspicion.

District 2 was small, he reasoned, not many people wouldn't want their name in the pot; I'll definitely get picked.

That vile woman, as  Greyson liked to think of her, reached into the girls pot first. She was  quick and plucked out a piece of paper without so much as a glance.

"Meredy Candor!"

A young girl with pink  hair and an attitude problem walked up to the stage. She was weird, she  didn't even blink. Although, she looked happy enough to be there; which  Greyson liked.

Ms. Trinket then moved  onto the boys pot and he rubbed his hands together, excited to hear his  name. Once again Effie wasted no time in picking - perhaps she had  something else to attend to.

"Rusty Fledge!"

My eyes widened, no. No,  no! I had to be picked. I saw the boy who had been chosen, maybe he was  the same age as me, maybe not. Maybe he wanted in this games, maybe not  but I didn't care and before I had thought it through, my lips were  moving.

"I volunteer as tribute!"

The crowd went silent and Effie giggled. "Ahh, another volunteer?" She paused, "very well - up to the stage with you."

I ignored the other boys stares and pushed my way through the crowd to take the stage. Meredy gave me a quick glance.

"And your name?" asked Ms Trinket.

"Greyson Stone," I said.

And something about the the way her eyes widened told me I might be facing my brother after all.