Name: Morgan Blanchette
Age: 18
Family members: Iris Blanchette (Sister)
Job/Daily Routine/Status in Society: Very skilled with landmines, electricity, and explosives. Works in a factory that manufactures landmines and electrical fences
Personality: Has a deep resentment towards everything. Despises the Capitol but longs for the sophisticated weaponry that is available there. Secretly harbours a deep hatred for everyone and everything. Dreams of destroying the world and is an extreme sadist. Despises her sister.
Anything else Relevant: Mentally abusive to her sister but not known to the other residents of the district. No friends
I tell everyone mom and dad died of an accident, earning their sympathies. It's hilarious seeing their genuine compassion. Little do they know that I am technically their murderer. I was just born with too much passion, and for that fact, negative passion. My parents were the type that would cook you blueberry pancakes every morning and leave love notes around the house, except they can't cook and they can't write legibly. Anyways, after an argument, I decided, as revenge, to bake the nastiest tasting cake that has ever been on the human earth. Considering that I'm the only one in my family that knows how to make edible food, all of my family members trust me with the cooking. It was just a coincidence that batteries were in the mixing bowl and somehow were supercharged when it was cooked in the oven. And of course, after my parents eagerly dug in with their metal (electricity conducting) forks, they were electrocuted on the spot. Tough luck. I was 5 years old and I officially am an orphan who murdered her own parents. Cool! We were taken in by our neighbour until I could work. The plus side is that I have no parents who would fuss over everything I do and I was completely carefree (minus a sister)
The battery incident got me interested in electricity. Maybe one day I'll discover a way to electrocute/blow up/extinguish/wipe out/get rid of all human kind with this new knowledge! Having a little sister is such a hinderance. It's also another mouth to feed. I decided that, since she was here, why not take full use of that and make her work for her keep. Don't worry, it's not manual labor. She's just my test subject for all my difference experiments. Sadly, I still cannot kill her. If she did, all that food would have gone to waste. Isn't it amazing to watch people writhe and suffer under your power.
All through school, no one knows about my secret dream to demolish the world. I was just the loner kid who seemed to have an evil aura revolving around her all the time. Fine with me. I'd rather no one interrupt me when I'm planning for world destruction.
When working age came, I figured if that if I have to work, I might as well do something that I enjoy, which unfortunately, is nothing (besides dreaming about destroying the world, but I can't do that for a job). I decided to do the next best thing, gain knowledge about how to achieve my ultimate dream, demolishing the world! I picked up a job at the nearest explosive and electricity factory and began working my way up. With my natural talent with electricity and anything that is capable of mass murder, I soon became extremely skilled and was raised to the position of an engineer. Strangely, all my competitors began dying of strange causes, such as electrocution and getting blown up by mines that I set- er- I mean that some strange terrible person set up in their homes. This gave me the opportunity to learn more about mass murdering, and I could get my hands on so many more lethal weapons and things to make lethal weapons. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
The reaping comes every year. I always silently wish that my sister would get picked or that my sister would volunteer for someone. The Capitol is a terrible place. Detestable, like the rest of human kind and the entire world. These fools are just leaving all this to waste! I could demolish the world with these top quality materials! They really should put the entire population of humans into the Hunger Games. And the last person standing would go mad and kill her/himself! That would also be an easy way to exterminate the whole human kind! But then again, I want to blow up the world myself.
I also want to be chosen for the Games. It will offer me a chance to go to the Capitol. Then, I'll proceed to blow up everyone there and then get into the resource stock and fulfill my plan to destroy the world! I just always seem to forget to volunteer because I start laughing at the poor kids who are chosen. I hate them. It will be fun to watch them die. This is my last year for the easy way of my plan. If I don't get picked again (and I'll sure be laughing at the people who are picked and therefore forget to volunteer) then I will have to work with the limited resources I have and try to gain more over time. World destruction would have to be pushed back by a whole lot. Oh well, one cannot have everything.
I've got to run now. I need to go torture-er take care of my sister, and then plan more about my world destruction plan!
Age: 18
Family members: Iris Blanchette (Sister)
Job/Daily Routine/Status in Society: Very skilled with landmines, electricity, and explosives. Works in a factory that manufactures landmines and electrical fences
Personality: Has a deep resentment towards everything. Despises the Capitol but longs for the sophisticated weaponry that is available there. Secretly harbours a deep hatred for everyone and everything. Dreams of destroying the world and is an extreme sadist. Despises her sister.
Anything else Relevant: Mentally abusive to her sister but not known to the other residents of the district. No friends
I tell everyone mom and dad died of an accident, earning their sympathies. It's hilarious seeing their genuine compassion. Little do they know that I am technically their murderer. I was just born with too much passion, and for that fact, negative passion. My parents were the type that would cook you blueberry pancakes every morning and leave love notes around the house, except they can't cook and they can't write legibly. Anyways, after an argument, I decided, as revenge, to bake the nastiest tasting cake that has ever been on the human earth. Considering that I'm the only one in my family that knows how to make edible food, all of my family members trust me with the cooking. It was just a coincidence that batteries were in the mixing bowl and somehow were supercharged when it was cooked in the oven. And of course, after my parents eagerly dug in with their metal (electricity conducting) forks, they were electrocuted on the spot. Tough luck. I was 5 years old and I officially am an orphan who murdered her own parents. Cool! We were taken in by our neighbour until I could work. The plus side is that I have no parents who would fuss over everything I do and I was completely carefree (minus a sister)
The battery incident got me interested in electricity. Maybe one day I'll discover a way to electrocute/blow up/extinguish/wipe out/get rid of all human kind with this new knowledge! Having a little sister is such a hinderance. It's also another mouth to feed. I decided that, since she was here, why not take full use of that and make her work for her keep. Don't worry, it's not manual labor. She's just my test subject for all my difference experiments. Sadly, I still cannot kill her. If she did, all that food would have gone to waste. Isn't it amazing to watch people writhe and suffer under your power.
All through school, no one knows about my secret dream to demolish the world. I was just the loner kid who seemed to have an evil aura revolving around her all the time. Fine with me. I'd rather no one interrupt me when I'm planning for world destruction.
When working age came, I figured if that if I have to work, I might as well do something that I enjoy, which unfortunately, is nothing (besides dreaming about destroying the world, but I can't do that for a job). I decided to do the next best thing, gain knowledge about how to achieve my ultimate dream, demolishing the world! I picked up a job at the nearest explosive and electricity factory and began working my way up. With my natural talent with electricity and anything that is capable of mass murder, I soon became extremely skilled and was raised to the position of an engineer. Strangely, all my competitors began dying of strange causes, such as electrocution and getting blown up by mines that I set- er- I mean that some strange terrible person set up in their homes. This gave me the opportunity to learn more about mass murdering, and I could get my hands on so many more lethal weapons and things to make lethal weapons. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
The reaping comes every year. I always silently wish that my sister would get picked or that my sister would volunteer for someone. The Capitol is a terrible place. Detestable, like the rest of human kind and the entire world. These fools are just leaving all this to waste! I could demolish the world with these top quality materials! They really should put the entire population of humans into the Hunger Games. And the last person standing would go mad and kill her/himself! That would also be an easy way to exterminate the whole human kind! But then again, I want to blow up the world myself.
I also want to be chosen for the Games. It will offer me a chance to go to the Capitol. Then, I'll proceed to blow up everyone there and then get into the resource stock and fulfill my plan to destroy the world! I just always seem to forget to volunteer because I start laughing at the poor kids who are chosen. I hate them. It will be fun to watch them die. This is my last year for the easy way of my plan. If I don't get picked again (and I'll sure be laughing at the people who are picked and therefore forget to volunteer) then I will have to work with the limited resources I have and try to gain more over time. World destruction would have to be pushed back by a whole lot. Oh well, one cannot have everything.
I've got to run now. I need to go torture-er take care of my sister, and then plan more about my world destruction plan!
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