Name: Dallas Lowe

Age: 17

District: 5

Gender: Male

Appearance: Dally has always been really handsome, with the sky blue eyes and a bright smile that makes the girls swoon when they see it. His light brown hair cut short but still a decent length of long. He also has these broad shoulders making it seem like he spends a lot of time working out which he does. His legs are long giving him an advantage when running. The few times he smiles you can see crinkles around his mouth showing how beautiful it actually was.

Personality: Even though Dally maybe handsome which he knows he is. He doesn't really care that girls might be swooning at his feet. He doesn't really care for love, or relationships. His girlfriend of two years had gotten pregnant but with another man's child he soon discovered. Which is why he's cold to everyone, sarcastic sense of humor that many don't tend to like saying it's to real or morbid. He treats everyone the same seeing as he doesn't care. All he wants is to survive past his eighteenth birthday so he can finally live the life he wants. He wants freedom.

Background: Dally had an odd life growing up. Odd as in it was filled with passive aggressive violence. His dad was abusive towards his mother, he was always hitting her or beating her up until she begged him to stop. Dally grew up fearing that one day he would kill her but his father never got that far. Dally once tried to stand up to him but ended up with a black eye and busted lip. Nobody in the district said anything even though they knew that what his father was doing was wrong. It was around that time he met a man around thirty years of age. Dally learned how to use a sword with strategic use, he knows how to pierce the body to make their death slow and filled with pain but also how to kill them quickly. Dally never tried to hurt his father even though he could for when he tried his mother stood up for his father. It made him wonder if that was love. Dally when he was fifteen he got a girlfriend, Helena, they were perfect. Dally was a true gentlemen. He was close to asking for her hand in marriage. Until she got pregnant with another's baby. It was than that Dally gave up on relationships, and love. He focused his time on training for the Games knowing he would be reaped at one point. The Games, if he could win, would be his way out of the hell hole he was already in.

Strengths: Use of different strategic sword methods, handsome charming appearance, and uncaring facade.

Weaknesses: Angered easily, stubborn at times. His lack of trust in anybody.

Weapon: Sword

Token: A gold band to remind himself that trust / love doesn't exist. (The matching one to the one he was going to give Helena.)

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GAMEMAKER REACTIONS

Artemis Fowl walks out of the Head Gamemaker room, fingers massaging his temples. With the many things going on as of right now he needed a break. Something to take his mind off of the never ending arguments with Celestia about his position as Head Gamemaker and the arena.

"Annabeth, Tris." He acknowledges the two girls in the room who were -hopefully- working as hard as he was. "I think it is time for a small break. Have any new tributes come in yet?"

"Actually, one arrived a few minutes ago. District 5 male." Annabeth walks over to the printer, pulling out two copies of the form. After handing them out she takes out her own copy before sitting back down in her seat.

"Excellent. I'm guessing you've read-" Artemis reads the name at the the top," -Dally Lowe's form already. And since you're the only one who knows about him Annabeth, you may begin."

"Now Dally is an interesting character. He has a sad background yes, but his goals and intentions after winning the games are different. I would also take the first opportunity to get out of the lifestyle I had if mine were bad. Which I did." Annabeth starts. "But I fear his trust issues can get in the way of making alliances with other tributes. Maybe its not as bad as I think it is. I don't know. Will he be forced to learn how to trust people throughout the games? We'll see."

"Can I go? Sorry Artemis." Tris smiles sheepishly at the boy, who sighs and gestures for her to go. "I don't have much to say. Trust me. I like this boy's goals. It's different from all the rest and I like it. My question is, does Dally have the motivation? Some people have great goals but not enough urge to complete them. Is he one of those people?" She nods quickly at Artemis. "Sorry again. I just wanted to get that out before I lost my train of thought."

Artemis finishes massaging his temples and looks at the girls. "I agree with your claims. Both of you. Now the fact that girls swoon over him really intrigues me. It's not your usual talent. I wonder why they put it in the form. It's interesting to see how Dally intends to use that to his advantage. I'm not making any assumptions. I am simply curious." By the time he finishes his headache had gone away and his usual spark was there again. It was time to get to work.

He turns to his employees who awaited their next command. "Annabeth and Tris, unfortunately I have some other business to do as head gamemaker. I will see you girls later. Keep up the good work."