

Name:
This delightful young lady we have here is Charmeine Lydia French, known to most as Shay. Her middle name, Lydia, was named for her late grandmother who passed away around a month after Shay was born due to a cave-in in the quarry. While her surname isn't actually 'French', Shay insists that it flows better with her name and no one really bothers to argue with that. Her actual surname is 'Stone' which seems a little too ironic for the manufactoring of her district.
Age:
Charmeine is seventeen years old. Her birthday is the second of February, if you care to know.
Gender:
Femina.
Eyes:
At a glance, Shay's eyes might simply be described as 'blue'. Yes, while they may be this colour there is so much depth and colour behind them that they are almost impossible to look away from if you dare to take a closer look. The outer rim of the iris is an incredibly deep, oceanic blue that almost appears to have been smudged inawards with an eraser. The colouring gradually becomes lighter towards the pupil, finishing in a shade of brilliant white-silver that makes the pupil seem darker and more piercing that it really is. This has never really bothered Shay, though. It feels more dramatic to know that the last thing someone will ever see will be her creepy, mysterious eyes.
Hair:
The colour of Shay's hair is completely natural. It is a completely dark brown with no highlights, natural or unnatural. However, she's seen the colours of some of the Capitolites' hair and thinks that a neon yellow would suit her very nicely. Her hair is usually left down, long and unruly due to hours, sometimes days of continuous training. Her argument is that it is better to train with your hair down, because then if in a real fight it does come untied then it will be perfectly natural and easy to fight; if you constantly leave it tied up then if it did come down it would leave you confused and disorientated ... and probably dead. Her hair falls down her back to the very bottom of her shoulderblades, and is usually worn in a side-parting.
Skin:
Charmeine has very pale, marked skin. Before the rebellion, girls her age ould have perfectly tanned skin with no scars or blemishes whatsoever to speak of. However, due to her career training, quarrying and general sense of 'adventure' this girl's skin is covered in scars and scratches that have never really haled properly. She has a small brown brithmark on the top of her left shoulder.
Face:
Her head shape is a fairly naturaly one: an oval. She's never really understood the term 'heart-shaped face' ... I mean, who had an incredibly pointy chin and a dent in the top of their head, for goodness sake?! Her lips are thin and pale, usually turned down in a grimace or pout.
Height:
Shay stands at around 5ft 7", around the average height for girls her age.
Speech:
Shay's speech is a kind of slurred cockney drawl that makes her sound like she's permanently drunk - but don't worry, she isn't. She has the strange habit of always rolling her 'r's.
Strengths:
As she has trained as a career since she was seven (yep, that's ten years), Shay has basically now been molded into a little killing machine. She's very strong and is skilled with a sword, throwing knives, a spear and an axe. She's decent with other weapons except a bow and arrow- see Weaknesses.
Weaknesses:
While being trained to kill people is an advantage when that's the whole point of the game, it also means that Shay has fooled herself into thinking she's indestructible. She makes quick and rational decisions and is quick to act, doing first and thinking later. Due to her asthma she's also not incredibly fast or durable. For some reason Charmeine's body refuses to be able to handle a bow properly. The skill and patience needed is just beyond her, so she usually settles with throwing the arrows at people and hitting them in the face with the bow.
District:
Shay comes from District Two; stone quarrying and weapons.
Opinion of Games:
"This is a joke, right? Listen here, honey, I'm ready to go in there and win me a nice house and some publicity. I've been waiting for this year's reaping all my life."
Shay is incredibly dedicated and set on her goal. She's going to go in there, 'wow' the gamemakers with her pro skills and then become a killing machine the second she is let into the arena. That's her plan, anyway, and she intends to follow it.
Ambitions/Goals:
In case you hadn't guessed: win the Games. She also has the plan of briefly joining the career pack before killing them all in their sleep, so that could be described as a goal.
Personality:
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Conditions:
Something that has bugged her since she first discovered it: Shay had asthma. It constantly gets in the way of her training and, while mild, restrains the full extent of her stamina, strength and speed.
Sexuality:
Straight.
Crushes:
"It's the Hunger Games, honey. Ain't nothing like that gonna happen on my watch."
Shay is incredibly focused on her goal: to win the Hunger Games and settle down to a nice life of fame. While she may be a terrible flirt, she isn't going to let small things like boys get in her way.
Other:
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