#last one for a bit because my final intro is. uh. not formatted. MZMZMZM

[rivolted]

GOODNIGHT TO GIRLS UNDER 5′2, SCORPIOS, AND THE VERY UNPLEASANT

[ ASLIHAN MALBORA, CIS FEMALE, SHE/HER. ] introducing calpurnia pamuk, VICTOR of the 71st hunger games, representing district two. my sources say that they are twenty three years old, & that they’re pretty handy with knife-throwing. wonder if that did them any good in the arena ? anyways, caesar says you can’t miss them, because they remind everyone of looking like the innocent flower but being the serpent undern’t, sparks of mischief glittering in your eyes, looking everywhere but at the reflection in the mirror & a finger tracing delicately over scarred skin.

CHARACTER INSPO    :    katara  (  atla  ),    darayavahoush e-afshin   (  city of brass  ),   fang runin  (  poppy war  ),   alina starkov  (  shadow & bone  ),   leia organa  (  star wars  )

𝑾𝑯𝒀     𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑶𝑻     𝑰     𝑫𝑶     𝑨𝑺     𝑻𝑯𝑬     𝑾𝑶𝑳𝑽𝑬𝑺     𝑫𝑶        ?      /      so     ,    a    HUMMING    VIOLENCE   settles    without    hesitation    .    don’t   call   this   destruction    ,    𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘    𝖜𝖆𝖘    𝖆    𝖉𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖊    𝖆𝖈𝖙    .    the    undoing    of    the    first    thing    to    be    done    .      

name   :   calpurnia pamuk  (  call her nia  )

age   :   twenty three (  with the timeline i’ve made she’s technically twenty two but. she’ll be turning twenty three soon enough. MZMZMZM  )

gender & pronouns   :   cis female & she / her

district   :   two

occupation   :   victor.

moral alignment   :   chaotic. just chaotic.

wcs at the end  !

one of calpurnia’s first memories is bringing flowers she’d picked to her father’s bed as he lay sick, her grandmother’s firm hand on her shoulder keeping her stuck to the ground, unable to leap forward and hug him desperately.

both of calpurnia’s parents died when she was very young, of disease, according to her grandmother. she knows nothing else except that. with their deaths, she was placed in the care of her only living relative, her loving grandmother. her incredibly rich grandmother. her grandmother who may or may not have gotten said wealth from shady business practices with the capitol while fronting as a jeweler. 

her grandmother, presumably due to losing her son and daughter-in-law so close to one another, was a very nervous woman. she let calpurnia train like any other career, but she made it explicitly clear she was under no circumstance to volunteer. ever. 

so, in the academy, nia put in minimal effort. she did well enough to pass, but she never tried to compete for a top spot; still, somehow, she was one of the best. this also did not matter to nia, a fact which was probably a sore spot to everyone who tried to encourage her to participate in the games. 

and then. well, calpurnia was always a flirt. but this girl ? her and nia had something real. nia loved her. & after a year-long whirlwind romance, when her name was called ? nia couldn’t handle it. she volunteered. to the world, the actions of a career looking for glory. privately, the desperate act of a girl in love.

the girl did not come to visit nia as she was waiting to be sent off into the games. she never heard from her again. but her grandmother came, even though she was utterly destroyed, and she begged nia to win. to come back to her. nia promised she would; and she’d never broken a promise. 

WHAT TO SAY ABOUT THE 71ST HUNGER GAMES. nia went in as a nineteen year old promising...ish career who thrived by displaying a fun, ditzy personality pre-arena, a persona she’d keep alive even when in the arena. because a soft fool of a girl was an easy target. because it would make others come to her. 

i haven’t.. . .. . figured this out entirely but i wanna say the arena was very tropical rainforest-esque, and one of the big gamemaker moves against the tributes was literally flushing them out with rainfall so heavy and long it flooded the arena until only whoever was lucky enough to pick the highest trees were left. lots of venemous/dangerous animals, an extreme amount of humidity, and so much foliage the tributes needed a miracle to be able to move anywhere undetected.

calpurnia officially wins on her twentieth birthday, though she wouldn’t find that out until much later. she’d managed to seduce her district partner, having a star-crossed love of the ages. a fantastic decision: he got rid of most of the other careers for her, save for a district 4 girl she had to finish off with her knives. in the end, there were three left: her, a district 6 girl, and him. the district 6 girl was an easy kill, her partner snapping the poor girl’s neck. he’d looked at calpurnia with wide eyes and asked, breathless, “what now?”

and calpurnia, sweet, silly calpurnia, put her hand on his chest. leaned in. brushed her lips against his. told him not to worry, because she would make the ultimate sacrifice. and proceeded stabbed him three times in the heart. and then she kept stabbing him, because suddenly she’d been filled with an indescribable anger - at him, for being tricked so easily. at herself, for doing this to him. but now that she’d killed him, the show was over. everything would go back to normal; better, even. 

or so she thought. calpurnia, despite her betrayal, had won the capitol’s hearts. she’s a capitol darling, still. when she won the hunger games, it wasn’t the final act of a hero’s journey: it was the first act of a tragedy.

she goes on. she’s less of a girl and more of a puppet. she’s giggles and smiles and softness, which is ridiculous because she murdered dozens of other people in cold blood, and sometimes her hands itch to do it again. what she wants is to rage, to demand, to be not a puppet or a girl but a monster feared by the capitol. but. but she won’t. who will take care of her grandmother if not her ? 

she’s not a good person by any means. when she hears whispers of a rebellion, she listens. follows the trail. but it’s not because she cares for what they have to say; it’s because the rebellion can give her the hot-blooded revenge she wants. 

wcs  !

so i might send in an actual wc for this, BUT ALSO IF YOU’RE READING THIS AND THINKING ABOUT MAKING A DISTRICT TWO MUSE, i’d love to see the girl who calpurnia fell in love with. i like the idea that maybe this muse wanted to be in the games, and calpurnia taking that from them was seen as a betrayal, but honestly this is.. . .. completely up to you !

I AM ONCE AGAIN ASKING FOR PLATONIC SOULMATES. preferably someone from the capitol who she met during her games ? this is someone who, despite their differences, is probably the person closest to nia other than her grandmother. they’re also probably the only one who knows just how much inner turmoil she’s in, and maybe they have their own giant issues that only nia knows about or is willing to understand. eventually, they’ll either be pro-rebellion by themselves or with nia’s help; regardless, they won’t leave each other’s sides. it’s a bond that’s very rare and kind of unexplainable but they’re It for each other ( PLATONICALLY PLEASE ) 

i want. a fellow victor & her to have a Hate On Sight relationship. it might have a Certain Tension it might not but there’s something about these two that seems to naturally clash, maybe it’s even because they’re actually Similar in some ways ? i just.. . ..Love Enemies

f-family members or friends of the district 2 guy she killed who resent her ? i like to imagine he actually felt something for her, which was.. .. . .A MISTAKE, BUDDY. 

LITERALLY ANYTHING. hookups. rivals. bad influences. good influences. ppl who don’t see her as anything past her façade or who might even judge her for being “ditzy” and “pro-capitol”. someone who has like a fancrush on her would be cute, stars in their eyes, don’t meet your idols etc etc. 

#sacrificialintro #last one for a bit because my final intro is. uh. not formatted. MZMZMZM