The Convicted
Scout Perez

"I don't like patterns. I simply do whatever comes to mind."

|Full Name|
Scout Perez
|Nickname|
|Age|
27
|Gender|
Male
|Sexuality|
Heterosexual

|Birth Order|
Oldest out of two
|Significant Other|
None

|Role|
District 11, Convicted

•Physical characteristics•
|Face Claim/Appearance|
Mads Wurms Kristoffersen

"Death teaches things about life in a way that life never could..."

|Height|
189cm
|Hair Colour|
Black
|Eye Colour|
Blue
|Skin Colour|
Pale
|Distinguishing Features|
On his right arm and parts of his forehead he's got deep, dark scars/birthmarks reminding of decay

|Health|
His physical abilities are great, his mentality however is a bit skewed
|Disabilities|
N/A

•Personality Attributes•

"Taking a life? I've never felt such thrill"

Lacking empathy
Is there one thing Scout doesn't have, nor doesn't seem to understand it is empathy for others. If they express pain or distress, he simply doesn't understand it. Why feel sorry for themselves when they can use their time and energy on something much more useful? Most empathetic situations are in his eyes viewed as someone overreacting and are either ignored or responded too with an explosive anger. Most times, if turning too him with a heart-breaking story he will slide away in his mind, showing dis-interest in whatever is being told and more often than not walk away or interrupt the story in order to spend his time in a better way. If something is wrong this is not the man too turn to, unless it affects him directly of course
Bored
Entertained is a word almost foreign to Scout, he has been this way since he was a child. Watching any sort of shows with glazed eyes, usually adrenaline spiking events earning little less than half a grin. There is much needed too be done if one wishes too entertain him, and most joy he find in himself. Usually in the form of not so legal activities, but mostly in spontaneous ideas performed in order to push the buttons of the people in power. There he finds true joy, imagining the grimaces of the regime and police force as he finds yet another way to show just how stupid their ruling is.
Unpredictable
There is no one who can tell what might happen next when Scout is in the room. If his actions are based on sudden urges, spontaneous ideas or well complied plots none but himself can answer. One second you might sit having a pleasant conversation and the next you're missing three fingers on your left hand. He holds a mix of calm civility and menace. Through his years, both as a peaceful civilian, notorious criminal and supervised convicted there has always been an atmosphere of uncertainty around him. Is he plotting your death, or is he actually enjoying this conversation?
Composed
He might be of little empathy, be extremely bored and unpredictable but Scout is one composed guy. He knows to keep his feelings under control and remain calm in any situation, showing nothing more than what he intends to show. From exciting situations too being imprisoned, he will show a taunting smile rather than fear. He knows to remain collected, and those around him are aware of it. There is much needed to throw him off and let whatever expression he decides to put up fall.

|Likes|
Order
Fruits
Rain
Heights
Ravens
Courtesy
|Dislikes|
The reign
Time
Carrots
Crudeness
Chaotic situations
|Fears|
Unknown
|Strengths|
Fearless – Scout has yet to come across something that scares him, finding thrill in murder and having seen ghosts since he was but a child there is possibly nothing that can scare him.
Courtesy - Even though he is a notorious killer he is quite the gentleman. Preferring order over chaos and liking the classy lifestyle. He is thus able to place away feelings of anger and hatred, showing a side more suited for high-class situations.
Lack of regret - He seldom regrets what he does, if the idea popped into mind it certainly couldn't have been a bad idea. Thus all he does he does content and confidently because he knows it's something he should do.
|Weakness|
Independence – From he was but a child he'd never really been one to get along with other, he has been fine on his own, not needing the support of anyone around him. He is severely independent, making him believe he can do what he sets his mind too without the help of others. Frankly, he sees others as a hindrance when setting his mind on something(or someone).
Uneducated - As with most districts he's little knowledge about the districts around him. Frankly he knows nothing more than rumours from the prisons and chatter among the guards, thus making him rather uneducated and unaware of what is actually going on in the world beyond the walls of district eleven
Value of life - Scout has a really hard time understanding the value of lives, especially considering he so frequently talks to the dead. If life continues after death why place any sort of value in something that is eternal?

•Background Information•

|Opinions on current regime|
Spite. Anger. Frustration. The people in power f0cked over their citizens and then left them to rot, taking advantage of the quirks that was developed with seemingly little regard to the value of human lives. It sent him spiralling down a path of blooded hands and lifeless bodies. Had it been up too him he would've happily slayed them. Even though he sits with no better solution on how to solve the current crisis there is a deep hate burning darkly in his heart.
|Opinions on other districts|
Scout has little interest, nor knowledge, about the other districts. Considering the heavy surveillance and guarding the people of his district is under there are few people getting in and out, restriction both knowledge and interaction with outsiders. For the most part he doesn't care either, a human is a human, no matter their background, skills and curses, they are all equally worthless in his eyes, unless they've done something too impress.

|Background|
Famous? No. Known? Yes. Feared? Most certainly.

Growing up in district eleven is no joke, it is rumoured too be one of the worst of districts, while none of them are pleasant places too live, none are as neglected as those cursed with death. Do they even deserve too live? A question often asked, answered by the average citizens living condition. As with most of the people in district elven Scout grew up in the slums, surrounded by mud, rot and hardship. He was born into a small apartment, and just two years after his birth a younger brother came along. The two grew up closely, under the same conditions, and with the same parents yet turned out as different as night and day. With an obedient and joyful(as far as the district allows) happy younger brother, Scout was of the silent and emotionless kind. He didn't giggle as an infant, didn't laugh as a child, and didn't chuckle as a teen. There was no moving the hard expression constantly plastered on his face.

What surrounds his family he doesn't care much about, thus there is no necessity too delve into his earliest days, nor family matters. All that is needed to know is they were like any other family born into death and rain; miserable most days, a little depressed on the best of days.

So what brought this man into conviction? What deemed him as dangerous as he is considered? Why are there always guards in front of his cell? Always heavy shackles restricting every movement when moved from one place too another? One can blame his curse, the ability to cause death with a simple touch, too wreck hammock, cause manslaughter and pandemics. However, Scout has never used his curse. Partly due to the heavy drugs imposed on him from an early age, and partly to show a curse of death is not necessarily what makes someone dangerous. Why yes, he certainly has committed mass homicide and gruesome scenes of decapitation it was never through his curse. No, it was done with his own hands, or such a simple tool as a knife. He is an excellent fighter, but even better killer. Scout kills out of boredom, and out of pure spite. His curse might be restricted, but it will not stop him from making the law enforcements lives hell.

It all started off as an accident, on his way trying too find some food for the evening, an idiot running up threatening him, some punches thrown, the perfectly placed iron pipe. He crushed the man's head in, only fifteen years old, and a thrill filled his body, made his heart throb like it had never before. He felt excited, almost joyed. Time passed, nothing brought the same feeling to his body, and he knew there was but one thing to do. Try again, thus he did, and was rewarded with the same feeling of delight, the blood bubbling in his veins, a soft twitch of the corner of his lip. It was the only way he found joy, felt something else than bored or dis-interested.

As he grew, the lust too bash in someone's head again grew, and with the growing realization and knowledge of the current regime it was mixed with a feeling of pure spite. He was going to show them, the people drugging him and those like him, show them that strong medicine would not be able to keep them in shackles. He didn't need his curse to kill, he needed nothing more than his own two hands. At first hidden and subtle acts slowly grew bigger, more grotesque and serious, he was becoming a threat too society. With no regard too gender, age and status he was on a massive killing spree when finally caught. The surprising thing, he didn't resist his arrest. After being hunted for years, he complied upon being arrested.

Body after body for years on end, in the hidden and the open, and when finally arrested he simply complied. This good behaviour secured him some trust among the prison guard, until an incident showed they had severely underestimated him. A ticking time-bomb is what they call him, earning him heavy surveillance at every hour of the day, and shackles too keep him under control. What might be on his mind is impossible too know due to the lack of expressions and emotion in his eyes.

|Other|
He is certain he can see and communicate with the dead. The dead has been there since his first childhood memories, the medicine has not. And how could he possibly construct faces, personalities and voices to people he has never before seen?

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