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Quote by: Friedrich Nietzsche
Name: Brittany Fairhill
Age: Eighteen
Personality: Stubborn, loyal, creative, intelligent, absent-minded, quiet, short-tempered, laidback, and kind.
History: Brittany lived in Idris for twelve years when her parents made the decision to leave – due the government and whispers of Valentine. After some years have passed she has returned to Idris to help defeat Valentine and Jonathan’s plans to burn down the world.
Species: Shadowhunter/Nephilim
Model: Kaya Scodelario
Family: Living in New York; sister lives in Idris.
Friends: Emilia Firn, Magnus Bane, Clary Fray, Jace Lightwood, Isabelle Lightwood, Alec Lightwood, and Jordan Kyle.
Parabatai: (Downworlder; witch two-hundred years old; Twenty) Emilia Firn || Emma Stone
Enemies: Valentine; Jonathan (Sebastian); demons
Crush: (Nephilim; Twenty) Liam Swiftwright || Garrett Hedlund
http://www.polyvore.com/mortal_instruments_challenge/group.show?id=146591
Quote by: Friedrich Nietzsche
Name: Brittany Fairhill
Age: Eighteen
Personality: Stubborn, loyal, creative, intelligent, absent-minded, quiet, short-tempered, laidback, and kind.
History: Brittany lived in Idris for twelve years when her parents made the decision to leave – due the government and whispers of Valentine. After some years have passed she has returned to Idris to help defeat Valentine and Jonathan’s plans to burn down the world.
Species: Shadowhunter/Nephilim
Model: Kaya Scodelario
Family: Living in New York; sister lives in Idris.
Friends: Emilia Firn, Magnus Bane, Clary Fray, Jace Lightwood, Isabelle Lightwood, Alec Lightwood, and Jordan Kyle.
Parabatai: (Downworlder; witch two-hundred years old; Twenty) Emilia Firn || Emma Stone
Enemies: Valentine; Jonathan (Sebastian); demons
Crush: (Nephilim; Twenty) Liam Swiftwright || Garrett Hedlund
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Quote by: Jello Biafra
The ride continued uneventful until the Capitol came into view.
“Get ready, get ready!” Astrid’s voice held a tone of authority. “You’ll all want to look presentable when we arrive!”
Aston and Nova looked at one another then sat down, deciding they looked well enough. I was about to follow their actions, Blaise following suit, before Astrid had us both by our elbows and dragging us away from our coaches.
“Not you two, you’ll definitely want to spruce up more.”
“I really don’t th-“ before Blaise continued Astrid shoved him into a room.
“Dear boy, the matter is you really do need too, both of you, unless you don’t want a better chance at receiving sponsors. Believe me when I say this for the better, and don’t take it so… personally.” she took a deep breath then brought her hands together in a praying manner. “Well then, your clothes are in the cabinet – something in there is bound to fit.”
We continued down the hallway shortly after leaving Blaise in our tracks.
“There’s a dress already laid out for you on your bed, it was the only one closest to your size,” Astrid briefly looks at me as she speaks. “Try your best to impress.”
I watch her scamper away as she shouts it down the train, abandoning me at my door. I walk into my room, looking first at the dress – black, the boots – black, then out my room window – the Capitol. Fan-freaking-tastic.
The ride continued uneventful until the Capitol came into view.
“Get ready, get ready!” Astrid’s voice held a tone of authority. “You’ll all want to look presentable when we arrive!”
Aston and Nova looked at one another then sat down, deciding they looked well enough. I was about to follow their actions, Blaise following suit, before Astrid had us both by our elbows and dragging us away from our coaches.
“Not you two, you’ll definitely want to spruce up more.”
“I really don’t th-“ before Blaise continued Astrid shoved him into a room.
“Dear boy, the matter is you really do need too, both of you, unless you don’t want a better chance at receiving sponsors. Believe me when I say this for the better, and don’t take it so… personally.” she took a deep breath then brought her hands together in a praying manner. “Well then, your clothes are in the cabinet – something in there is bound to fit.”
We continued down the hallway shortly after leaving Blaise in our tracks.
“There’s a dress already laid out for you on your bed, it was the only one closest to your size,” Astrid briefly looks at me as she speaks. “Try your best to impress.”
I watch her scamper away as she shouts it down the train, abandoning me at my door. I walk into my room, looking first at the dress – black, the boots – black, then out my room window – the Capitol. Fan-freaking-tastic.
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James Franco - Aston Royce (male mentor)
Mia Wasikowska - Nova Mack (female mentor)
Florence Welch - Astrid (escort)
Quote by: T.S Elliot
The train ride was quiet, besides Astrid’s need to flounce about everywhere. She carried a clipboard in one hand and a schedule book in the other. Within minutes she was running into another train car muttering about needing to see Aston and Nova – the previous winners of the Hunger Games for District Six. She left me alone with Blaise, fantastic.
My eyes shot over to where he lies on a bright blue sofa.
“I’ve seen you around the markets before, right?” he asks, a hand over his eyes and his mouth a solid line.
My response is simple and one worded, “Probably.”
He doesn’t respond afterwards and I don’t expect him to.
My gaze on him transforms from apathy to analyzing. I know I can’t trust him – I won’t trust him – unless he can show me some evidence to otherwise act upon and change my opinions. This may be the Hunger Games and I may need his help in the future, but dare I give him my loyalty in a heartbeat? Hell no.
I start to leave the train car, but I know I need to say something more, so I don’t leave him thinking I could care less about all of this.
“I know one of us – or both of us – is bound to die in the Hunger Games, but that doesn’t alter the fact that we’ll need each other now and during the fight. Two’s better than one anyways, right? Just… keep that in mind.”
I’m out of the door before I can know whether he responded or not – or if he even heard a word of it.
________________________________________
I find Astrid again, but instead of talking with my mentors – like she had muttered about earlier – she is primping herself up.
“If you’re looking for Nova and Aston they’re in their rooms – said something about pain or whatever. If you’re looking for me,” she turns away from her mirror and smiles brightly at me, “well, here I am!”
Her hair is red and wild reminding me of licking flames in a fire, and her lips are bright and done to perfection, like the rest of her makeup. She’s preparing herself for arrival to the Capitol I realize, and I can’t fight off the small frown that graces my lips.
“What, does it look bad?” her question comes out fast and alarmed as her hands dive straight towards her head.
“No, that’s not it!” I usher the words of my mouth before she ruins her handy work – although I truly don’t care for it. “I was just thinking.”
“Oh, well don’t trouble your thoughts, not while the Capitol is only so far away. You’ll love it, you and Blaise both.” she places both her finely manicured coral colored nails together in a thoughtful manner. “The food, fashion, it’s all marvelous!”
I nod at her though I know she’s not really paying attention, and vise versa. We’re both in our own worlds now, where hers is viewed as a fabulous sanctuary and I see a place that’s far from a haven.
Mia Wasikowska - Nova Mack (female mentor)
Florence Welch - Astrid (escort)
Quote by: T.S Elliot
The train ride was quiet, besides Astrid’s need to flounce about everywhere. She carried a clipboard in one hand and a schedule book in the other. Within minutes she was running into another train car muttering about needing to see Aston and Nova – the previous winners of the Hunger Games for District Six. She left me alone with Blaise, fantastic.
My eyes shot over to where he lies on a bright blue sofa.
“I’ve seen you around the markets before, right?” he asks, a hand over his eyes and his mouth a solid line.
My response is simple and one worded, “Probably.”
He doesn’t respond afterwards and I don’t expect him to.
My gaze on him transforms from apathy to analyzing. I know I can’t trust him – I won’t trust him – unless he can show me some evidence to otherwise act upon and change my opinions. This may be the Hunger Games and I may need his help in the future, but dare I give him my loyalty in a heartbeat? Hell no.
I start to leave the train car, but I know I need to say something more, so I don’t leave him thinking I could care less about all of this.
“I know one of us – or both of us – is bound to die in the Hunger Games, but that doesn’t alter the fact that we’ll need each other now and during the fight. Two’s better than one anyways, right? Just… keep that in mind.”
I’m out of the door before I can know whether he responded or not – or if he even heard a word of it.
________________________________________
I find Astrid again, but instead of talking with my mentors – like she had muttered about earlier – she is primping herself up.
“If you’re looking for Nova and Aston they’re in their rooms – said something about pain or whatever. If you’re looking for me,” she turns away from her mirror and smiles brightly at me, “well, here I am!”
Her hair is red and wild reminding me of licking flames in a fire, and her lips are bright and done to perfection, like the rest of her makeup. She’s preparing herself for arrival to the Capitol I realize, and I can’t fight off the small frown that graces my lips.
“What, does it look bad?” her question comes out fast and alarmed as her hands dive straight towards her head.
“No, that’s not it!” I usher the words of my mouth before she ruins her handy work – although I truly don’t care for it. “I was just thinking.”
“Oh, well don’t trouble your thoughts, not while the Capitol is only so far away. You’ll love it, you and Blaise both.” she places both her finely manicured coral colored nails together in a thoughtful manner. “The food, fashion, it’s all marvelous!”
I nod at her though I know she’s not really paying attention, and vise versa. We’re both in our own worlds now, where hers is viewed as a fabulous sanctuary and I see a place that’s far from a haven.
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Colton Haynes - Blaise Dex (Male Tribute)
Quote By: Mary Oliver
The stage feels lonely as I stand waiting for my peer, my tribute partner. I feel all sorts of eyes focusing in and out of me, but I try to feign any notice by distracting myself with District Six’s escort – Astrid – in front of me. Her hand sways back and forth in the glass jar, searching for a male name.
An onslaught of emotions wrack my body as time dragged on and her hand swivels to and fro. Everything I didn’t do passes through my head and I watch as it slips away into a fog of anger, sadness, and hysteria.
Am I going to die? Is this my fate?
My knees begin to weaken on me, but I manage to hold straight, and hide my fear. Fear is a weakness now, and could not be tolerated if I intended to survive.
“Blaise Dex,” Astrid’s voice is proper and feminine as she speaks into the microphone.
The boys crowd shifts and stills it seems at the same time. Blaise, as he shrugs through the crowd, appears overwhelmed and then indifferent – settling with the fact he is District Six’s male tribute.
He’s tall, at least a foot added in height compared to my short stature of five feet and I remember seeing him at the market stores; he’s an addict to painkillers, I know this, and too cocky for his own good.
Before I know it his long strides have him standing in front of me, offering his hand. I grasp it and he shakes it a little too firmly causing a slight whine to form in the back of my throat. He offers me a smirk, and then let’s goes of my bruised palm and fingers once he feels he’s made himself apparent.
He desired to live through these Hunger Games, but I wasn’t going down without a fight.
Quote By: Mary Oliver
The stage feels lonely as I stand waiting for my peer, my tribute partner. I feel all sorts of eyes focusing in and out of me, but I try to feign any notice by distracting myself with District Six’s escort – Astrid – in front of me. Her hand sways back and forth in the glass jar, searching for a male name.
An onslaught of emotions wrack my body as time dragged on and her hand swivels to and fro. Everything I didn’t do passes through my head and I watch as it slips away into a fog of anger, sadness, and hysteria.
Am I going to die? Is this my fate?
My knees begin to weaken on me, but I manage to hold straight, and hide my fear. Fear is a weakness now, and could not be tolerated if I intended to survive.
“Blaise Dex,” Astrid’s voice is proper and feminine as she speaks into the microphone.
The boys crowd shifts and stills it seems at the same time. Blaise, as he shrugs through the crowd, appears overwhelmed and then indifferent – settling with the fact he is District Six’s male tribute.
He’s tall, at least a foot added in height compared to my short stature of five feet and I remember seeing him at the market stores; he’s an addict to painkillers, I know this, and too cocky for his own good.
Before I know it his long strides have him standing in front of me, offering his hand. I grasp it and he shakes it a little too firmly causing a slight whine to form in the back of my throat. He offers me a smirk, and then let’s goes of my bruised palm and fingers once he feels he’s made himself apparent.
He desired to live through these Hunger Games, but I wasn’t going down without a fight.
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Mortal Instruments.
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Not sure how I feel about the set, but I just watched the movie - and that was great! :)
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Brittany.
Class of 2013.
Taurus.
Fav Things:
Kingdom Hearts
Hunger Games
Music
Mortal Instruments
Vintage
80's stuff
Movies
Class of 2013.
Taurus.
Fav Things:
Kingdom Hearts
Hunger Games
Music
Mortal Instruments
Vintage
80's stuff
Movies
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