Abernathy, Haymitch

[Haymitch Abernathy]

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Haymitch Abernathy

41| District 12| Male

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Personality:
Haymitch gives off the impression that he is cold and uncaring, and that is only partially true. The horrors that he witnessed in the arena has driven him to drink on a constant basis, basically as as way to easy the pain. As a result, he has almost completely withdrawn from any form of human contact, giving off that uncaring attitude. And while that is partially true, deep down, he does have a heart and does care about others, just not himself.

He does his best to help and protect the tributes that he mentors each year, but after twenty three years of seeing them slaughtered in the arena, he has started to become indifferent. Still, though he may not show it much, he will do all he can to help and protect those he cares about.

He is canny, sneaky, and more than a little smart....all traits that helped him survive his games, and he does his best to pass on those traits to those he is charged with mentoriing.
Strengths:

• Strong reflexes
  
• Able negotiator
  
• Sneaky
  

Weaknesses:

• Alcohol
  
• His mouth
  
• Can take things too personally
  

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Likes:

• Alcohol
  
• A good fight
  
• Cream Cheese pastries
  

Dislikes:

• Backtalk
  
• Authority
  
• Hangovers
  

Unique Abilities:
Haymitch has almost unreal reflexes, able to make a knife appear seemingly out of nowhere and pointed directly at your throat.

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Important People:
Drake Abernathy-Father (Deceased)
Abigail Abernathy-Mother (Deceased)

History:
Like the other kids that were born and raised in district twelve, Haymitch grew up in near poverty. His father, like every other of age, able bodied male in the district, worked long hours in the mines, putting his body in harms way each and every day so that his family would have some small chance to have a better life. His mother was a trader at the Hobb, specializing in cloth and clothing, but would trade for pretty much anything.

He was an only child, and his parents loved him very much, and doing whatever they could to make sure that he knew that. For living in squalor, he had a pretty happy childhood. He knew of the games of course, but never thought that he would stand a chance at getting reaped. His parents worked hard to ensure that they never had to take out the tessere, so his name was in there only the minimal amount.

That all changed when he was seventeen. Not only was he reaped, but he was reaped for the second quarter quell, which means that he had to face twice as many adversaries in order to come out victorious. At an uncertain point of time, Haymitch ran into three Career tributes. He was able to take out two tributes with his knife, but the third Career tribute got him and was about to slit his throat until he was shot in the back with a poison dart. Maysilee Donner, a fellow tribute from District 12, had shot the dart and saved his life. He then formed a temporary alliance with her. The two of them went to the end of the arena thinking that something useful could be there.

Near the end of the Games, when there were only a few tributes left alive, they reached the end of the arena and saw nothing. Maysilee suggested going back, but Haymitch refused to leave. Maysilee then broke up the alliance, not wanting to kill him herself. After her departure, Haymitch kicked a pebble off the edge of a cliff, and it bounced back to the spot. He picked up a rock and threw it off the cliff, and a force field threw it back, to his pleasure

Haymitch and one of District 1's female tributes made it to the final two, and they fought, but both were severely injured. Haymitch, at one point, sliced her eye out, and later was disarmed and hit in his stomach by her axe. A weakened Haymitch rushed to the cliff while holding in his intestines and reached the cliff with the District 1 female right behind him. Haymitch fell to his knees due to his injuries. The District 1 female tribute threw her axe, aiming for his head, but he dodged it. She then just stood there thinking she would outlast him, but the force field returned the axe into the arena, burying itself into the District 1 female's head, killing her and leaving Haymitch the victor.

This pissed off the capitol in a bad way and and punishment, they brutally killed his parents, as well as the girl he had been dating before the games. This, combined with the horrors that he had witnessed in the games, turned him into a bitter and withdrawn person.
Views on the game:
As a victor, he views the games with extreme distaste and hate as he has seen firsthand what they are and what they have done to the tributes that he has mentored.
Category to sort you in? Victor

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Name:
Joel, but call me J
Age:
26
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*Part of the history taken from wiki

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