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District Three Male: Honorius Vaccaro

Name: Honorius Jovial Vaccaro

Age: 17

Gender: Male

District: Three

Appearance:  Honorius stands at an imposing six feet two inches tall with a lean,  strong frame. His oval-shaped face is pale and blemish free apart from a  single freckle on his left cheek, and occasionally odd strips of red  when he blushes. His nose is straight and well proportioned. Honorius  has sandy-blond hair that's not short enough to be called a buzzcut and  not long enough to be called "medium length." His bright blue-grey eyes  are surrounded by lashes that would make any girl jealous. He has deep  dimples in his cheeks when he smiles. Honorius's eyebrows are his most  expressive feature, as he often arches them when he condescends to those  with inferior intelligence- which is most people. As far as super tall  socially awkward nerds go, Honorius is relatively attractive.

Personality:  Honorius has been described as a robot, though personally he hates that  term. Just because he prefers logic over emotion, doesn't mean he can't  feel. He just chooses not to share those feelings with the general  populace. He's smart, as most citizens of District Three are, but  Honorius's born determination to try his hardest and always one-up  himself puts him in a class above many of the others. His most defining  trait is his snark, which if set-loose on an unsuspecting victim can  cause devastating results. Honorius prefers to spend his time at home in  his lab, where he's attempting to create a zombie virus-- for fun.  Honorius tends to be on the serious side, and he's always respectful of  authority and his peers. (The peers that deserve it, at least.) He is  more mature than most people his age, and even some older, and he  carries himself with pride. Honorius does not like to be touched. Any  sort of physical contact with another human is bothersome, and hugs are  completely out of the question. Unknown to most people, Honorius has a  terrible phobia of spiders, and can swear in several different  languages.

History:  Honorius is the oldest son of a pair of mad scientists. Well, they may  as well be mad scientists. Close enough. Honorius, his younger brother  Didymus, their parents live in a quaint house-turned-laboratory in the  middle of District Three. The four of them are constantly in the middle  of one experiment or another, often resulting in variously sized  explosions and electrical fires. A family that mixes toxic chemicals  together, stays together. A majority of Honorius's father's experiments  focus on the genetic mutation of animals, and as a result the family  owns six lab rats. Honorius formed an attachment to the rats and keeps  them in his room when they aren't being experimented on. Their names are  Juju, Luka, Jaime, Vayu, Lyle, and Randy. The Vaccaro's have a large  extended family, with many generations of Honorius's. Unfortunately,  Honorius is not even a real Vaccaro. His grandfather was adopted into  the Vaccaro family because his actual parents were on the run from  Peacekeepers. And because his grandfather was not a real Vaccaro, his  father was not a real Vaccaro. And because his father was not a real  Vaccaro, then that means Honorius and his brother Didymus are impostors.  Honorius hopes to attend a prestigious school to study some sort of  bio-engineering, which he plans to use to create the virus that will  start the zombie apocalypse and exterminate the human race. He claims to  have the world's best interests at heart.

Reaped

Reaction:  Well, it came as no surprise, really. The previous night he'd  calculated his chances of being Reaped and the odds were definitely not  on his side. Upon hearing his name called, Honorius silently made his  way to the stage with his head high, while in his mind he was reciting  the periodic table to keep calm.

Strengths:
Intelligence.  True to his District Three upbringing, Honorius is exceedingly bright.  He's applied to seven of the District's finest academies, and he'll  probably be accepted to every one of them.
Combat skills. Honorius's  love of learning extends well beyond wires, gears, science, and math.  From a young age, he has trained in different variations of hand-to-hand  combat. He would never volunteer for the Games, but he knew the  statistical probability of being Reaped and he didn't want to be  defenseless in the arena.
Glorious snark. A sharp wit is often better  than a sharp sword, and if his kicks aren't enough to drop someone, his  copious levels of sarcasm and snark will.

Weaknesses:
Emotionally  distant. Honorius prefers logic and reason over emotion, and so he  tends to keep his feelings dangerously bottled up. As a result, he often  finds sharing his true emotions about any given thing to be a difficult  and bothersome task.
Socially inept. Honorius can't people. He  prefers to be in the lab where the only organisms he has to interact  with are his rats, and they don't mind his awkwardness as long as  they're being fed.
Know-it-all. Going hand in hand with his  lackluster social skills, Honorius is a bit of a know-it-all. He knows a  lot of stuff. Unfortunately, he knows that he knows a lot of stuff, and  he wants the few people he does socialize with to know he knows all  this great stuff. As a result, he will regularly correct someone's facts  in the middle of a conversation, even for the most unimportant topics.

Weapon:  Despite his knowledge in hand-to-hand combat, Honorius is still from  District Three and nowhere near Career level. The only weapon-like item  he's comfortable handling is a screwdriver.

Token: A  pocket periodic table. He won't need it since he already has the entire  thing memorized, but the small, laminated card still provides him  comfort.