Post by August Moore on Nov 23, 2017 13:36:10 GMT -7
RESIDENCE: District 12
SPECIAL INFO: Future Tribute
FACE CLAIM: Jordan Fisher
PLAYER ALIAS: MadiPersonality
August is a hard worker and generally tries to do his best, but his past often gets in the way. He suffers from PTSD due to a traumatic experience in the mines. He still has nightmares about the experience, and often feels trapped in his own life. He also feels a lot of survivor's guilt for being the only one of his friends and fellow workers to survive the incident. This makes him hyper-protective of his loved ones, determined not to lose anyone else. However, while a traumatic past turned many war survivors jaded, August was determined not to be like that. He still tries to see good in the world and good in others.History
August left school when he was 16 to begin working in the coal mines. At the time, the foreman had been looking for all the workers he could find to help supply the rebels. August didn’t have a side in the war, but he needed to work to help his family so he chose to ignore the rebellious activities going on right under his nose. That is, until it became impossible to ignore.
Having been tipped off to rebel activity in the mine, the Capital had sent a squad to destroy it and cut off the rebels’ supplies. The bombs were a direct hit on the mine, causing the tunnels to collapse and trap many of the workers inside, including August. The workers waited, but no help came at first, the people of the district being either unable or unwilling to help for fear of Capital retaliation. Some had died instantly in the cave-in. Others were too injured to try to escape. The able-bodied miners, including August, tried to dig their way free for the first few days until they were too weak to continue. August was trapped in the cave with his fellow miners for more than a week, trying to hold it together as one by one their voices fell silent and the darkness started to close in around him.
August awoke in the hospital, lucky to be alive. Of all his friends and fellow workers, he had been the only one to survive the attack. Eventually he went back to work, but those ghosts still haunted him. He did menial jobs now, repairing tools, running errands for the miners. He couldn’t go back to into the mine anymore. Every time he set foot inside, he went right back to that week he spent trapped, feeling the rock walls caving in on him. He began to spend more and more of his free time outside the fence, where it felt easier to breath in the open space.