Aluyre Lincoln

Name: Aluyre 'Alu' Lincoln

Pronunciation: Uh-loo-yer

Etymology: Aluyre was derived from the words 'aluminum' and 'tire.' Lincoln comes from the car company of the same name.

Age: 18

District: Transportation, 6

Height: 5'11"

Weight: 153.4 lbs

Reaped or Volunteered: Volunteered after his sister Siltori did.

Personality: TBA

Backstory: TBC / Aluyre was born into an unstable family with a mediocre income. His father, Grayson Lincoln, divorced his mother when he was ten years old. About a year later at age eleven, he remarried in order to have someone both to comfort him and also help support the household. Aluyre and his ten year old sister Siltori whom he cares for deeply, did not accept Giselle or her son Zakari. Since day one, there was something off with those two.

The door swung open and Aluyre's feet stopped as if his father has just hit the brake whenever he tested to see if the vehicles functioned properly. Siltori stared at the door and by the look of her face, Aluyre could tell something was wrong. Perfume filled the medium-sized home. Decent wasn't the way to describe it. It reaked, even made him scrunch up his nose in disgust. But apparently his father liked it. Mr. Lincoln had his arms all over the woman. Behind them, a boy who looked a smidge older than himself. Aluyre continued to stare blankfaced at them until his father, who happened to have a smile plastered on his face from ear to ear, gave an explanation as to why he was so close... and excited next to the lady who he has seen somewhere before.

"Heyo, kiddos!" Grayson exclaimed, "You know Gizelle, right?"

No response.

"Hah... Gizelle Hills. No? Well, I've been talking to her for a while and I've decided we should marry!" The man just continued to speak a bunch of what Aluyre called nonsense. How could he love this woman? Didn't he still love his mother? Sure, she had been dead for about a year, but how did he move on this quickly? He glanced at Siltori at the corner of his eye. Just as he expected. She wasn't elated about this little 'surprise' either.

"Why?" Siltori asked bluntly, "Why are you with her?"

"Because... uh, sometimes people move along in life... and... they need something new," his father tried to explain.

"But you loved mom! Not this lady!," she protested.

Grayson tried to keep himself under control but couldn't contain himself. He yelled, "Well your mother is gone, Siltori! Okay?! She's not coming back!"

Tears welled up in the little girl's eyes. "I hate you!," she screeched and then walked up toward the other two, oddly silent people, "And I will never like any of you!" She ran off into the room she shared with her brother. Aluyre saw his father apologize to Giselle and Zakari. He wasn't sure, but he thought he saw the lady grin slightly at him. He didn't know what it was, but there was something wrong with her. He ran off to find his sister, and he comforted her once again.

At age thirteen, Aluyre was given the news that his father had succumed due to an unknown cause. That was it. He only had his sister left. Those other two monsters didn't count as family. They weren't blood. Never will be. Although his father's death devastated him, he knew he couldn't be saddened for a long period of time. He needed to look after Siltori. He needed to protect her from the life that would soon follow the two. Around Giselle and Zakari, Aluyre and Siltori should have might as well been called slaves.

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Many years passed, and the kids were worn with an exhausting amount of labor. By age eighteen, Aluyre had grown used to being a servant. He had become used to having his life stripped away from him. But what shocked him was what his sister had threatened him with. He knew that they should stay. If Siltori and himself became homeless, they wouldn't make it that long. Siltori, however, disagreed. She wanted out, and don't get Aluyre wrong, he did too. But was it really that bad that Siltori believed her only options were running away or volunteering for the Hunger Games? He didn't know.

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And the decision was final. He and his sister would enter the Hunger Games. He had volunteered to protect her. However, only one comes out. Will he make sure that Siltori makes it out safe and give up his life? Or would he let his sister choose the fate she had decided and leave her for dead? Only the Games could tell. And the Games were soon. In a very short matter of time, the siblings would have to fight for their lives in an arena full of children desperate to make It back to whatever life they had.

Weapon(s): A machete or any weapon that is similar to it.

Appearance: TBA Strengths: TBA

Weaknesses: TBA

Fear(s): TBA

Alliance(s): Aluyre will stick with his sister Siltori until the end. Until death or victory, he will not leave her side for even the slightest moment. If she is to die, he'll grieve, but it won't let it affect him. He will cherish the memories he has of her and will not isolate himself because of a deep depression, he knows that she would hate that. If he happens to die during the Games, before or after, he knows that no matter how long, he'll reunite with Siltori in the afterlife.

Reaping Strategy/Outfit: Aluyre never planned on being in the Games. This year was his last either way. He would never have to be in these sick Games. But Siltori's act of volunteering for the Games triggered something inside of himself. He lunged forward to volunteer and assist his sister. He will look brave and determined. He'd also hold his sister tight. Perhaps the people in the Capitol will enjoy having siblings and the Games and give the two sponsors. His attire will include a simple gray suit and a black tie, shoes, and belt. Nothing fancy. Nothing too plain.

Interview Strategy/Outfit: Aluyre will play the sibling card in the interview. But he really isn't playing any 'card' in his mind. He means what he says and he will not joke or around or act flashy. In a blood pageant, that's the last thing Aluyre would ever think to do. The outfit chosen by his stylist includes a suit similar to what he wore in the reaping, but many times greater quality and way more appealing to the eye. His clothes, along with his sister's slightly resemble silver. It has a low yet noticeable luster.

"Mark my words. Siltori and I will not change. We will remain the same. Untainted. Not crushed like many others who have participated in this 'game.' We will fight until we can't move another inch." - Aluyre at the interviews.

Bloodbath Strategy: At the start of the Games, Aluyre will locate exactly where Siltori is standing. Once the gong rings he'll run to her and gather supplies as quick as possible. He needs a sufficient amount to suffice for many days with his sister, but not too much that they will not be able to move quickly. Weapons are the second priority. As long as they have one weapon, they have enough. Once they've gathered what they can, shelter will be the next thing they plan to have.