Timothy "Iago" Long â District Two Escort â 35 â Rob James-Collier
Timothy always maintained (and still does to this day) that his name was the start of his problems. As a name, Timothy isnât bad, exactly, but it sounds light, fluffy, friendly - the exact image of what the boy himself wanted to be seen as. What made it even worse was the strong lisp that no matter how hard he tried or how many videos and books he studied, remained there to torment him. Bullying was inevitable, particularly in the Capitol, and although the quick-witted and sharp-tongued boy was always armed with a witty and biting comeback, his speech impediment seemed to blunt the effect almost completely. It wasnât as though heâd started off particularly well, and he had been stubborn even as a child, but apart from his small group of friends, Timothy was alone for most of his teenage years, the kind of angsty teen who plays music too loudly because they think itâs cool and swears at strangers for simple mistakes.
As a young adult, he managed to make a few more friends, despite all odds. However, this seemed to make him worse rather than better, as the coarseness and immaturity that hadnât had a chance to come out when he was alone floated to the surface and began to bloom. A lot of people hated him because he was rude and insensitive, but a lot of others loved to be around him because, in his own harsh way, he was funny. For once in his life, Timothyâs coarse misanthropy was bringing him love rather than hate and he relished in it, taking every opportunity to become yet more insufferable to impress his newfound friends - many of them far richer and more powerful than him, and therefore useful allies.
Timothy was not a celebrity at first - at least, not in the field of entertainment. Using his connections and his good but no-nonsense speaking skills, Timothy managed to start up a small business: a line of male grooming products called Iago. It took years of haggling, lying, and hard work, but eventually Iago became a major brand being displayed in many high-class shops, and worn by high-profile men. From there, he branched off into putting some of his money in a new branch of menâs salons, paid for speech therapy to rid him of his lisp, and soon the immature and annoying teenager from years ago was gone.
Well, not exactly. Youâd think that business work would change a person, but Timothy was just smug about how easy he thought it was to become successful. In fact, the immature and annoying boy had become an even more immature and annoying man, only this time he had a large house and a success story to back up his brashness. He was so slick that he was oily, so quick with an insult that he was punchable, and so talkative that he was overpowering. There were still easily pinpointed weak spots and insecurities, but all in all, the man was insufferable to hold a conversation with for more than five minutes. And yet, when he went on national television for interviews about his products, he became an instant success, simply because he was funny. It didnât matter whether you were laughing with his clever quips, or at his absolute arrogance - Timothy Long was born to be on television.
After being invited onto many beloved Capitol shows, Timothy was a real favourite to become an escort. He was well-known both for his successful brand and his television persona - and had also become rather a symbol for his more classical and understated fashion sense in the world of the Capitol birds of Paradise. He accepted the role gladly, eager to find a new way to stretch his fame before he inevitably fell out of the spotlight. Donning a new name so as to be taken seriously, Timothy (or rather, Iago), entered the world of the Hunger Games. Now he has been doing it for six years, and had already been offered the high honour of being the official Escort for District Two.
Iago is not entirely heartless as he would have some believe. While rude, chain-smoking, drunk, loud and sarcastic most of the time, he must admit he sometimes grows damnably attached to those tributes who arenât irritating little toerags, and if anything happens to his favourites he slips, for a while, back into a lisping and insecure teenager. But he canât show that face to the public eye, and break his persona. So, to his tributesâ faces, Iago is as crass and arrogant and uncaring as ever, and will only allow himself a reaction once they are safely in the arena and out of his sight.
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âBrows. Lashes. Lips. Frame the face. Itâs simple. Itâs five minutes.â - Celeste
Her story is as simple as most in the Capitol. Descending from a wealthy family, Celeste had everything she could have ever wanted and desired (albeit a few extra inches so she was taller but she wasn't bitter about that anymore). Taking an interest in make-up from the moment she realised it existed, there was only one goal for her and it was to become an established make-up artist. But in a business like that you had to be able to do wonders with a make-up brush and wel... Celeste was rather average.
She usually got gigs doint B-list celebrities and the odd call in in case a high profiled make-up artist couldn't it, but that's if she was really lucky, and apart from that she kind of just fell into the pool of mediocre artists. She didn't get a 'big break' until she got the chance to escort the District Nine Tributes. It was no secret that they mostly died in the first two days of the Arena but wasn't all this attention great?
Prosper Lalune â District 8 Escort â 24 â FC: Damaris Lewis
Before Prosper came along, the Lalune family line was one of... prestige.Â
With an award-winning actor for a father and an exceptional dancer for a mother, Prosper had always been expected to follow in their footsteps and become an entertainer. She was talented, after all, and pretty beyond belief. At minimum the girl should have been a model. At best, a singer-songwriter (she had an ear for music unlike any other). However, due to her disdain for work and love for travel, at only nineteen years of age she decided that business wasnât for her. Instead, Prosper elected to become a district escort.Â
The decision absolutely crushed her parents. They were embarrassed by their daughterâs bizarre choice of career, viewing escort-work as below their status and pathetically easy. Of course, unbeknownst to them, that was exactly why Prosper had chosen that path. All she had to do was pull a couple of names out of a bowl, travel on a train, and usher some kids around for a week or so. No thinking in a studio required. Perhaps thereâd be the occasional interview, but so long as she stuck with the lower districts, she could easily laze about and have fun at capitol parties without being harassed to sing and sign autographs. The tributes could do that for her.Â
Despite her lazy and flippant tendencies, however, Prosper is not a bad person. More often than not, she gets along well with her tributes, offering them avox-poured booze and capitol-life advice without a thought. Sheâs easy going, detached, but by no means the worst escort in the world. In fact, thereâs been a few times Prosper was offered to move up to escorting higher districts. Her low-key but acceptable âworkâ from the past six years makes her stand out a bit, even if she doesnât want to.Â
Just donât expect Prosper Lalune to go out of her way for you. Or, well, care if you die.
Beatrix || District 6 Escort || FC: Trisha Paytas ||
If there's one thing Beatrix knows how to do, it's how to smile and wave while standing on stage. Born to the Capitol equivalent of trailer trash, Beatrix never had the bar set very high for her growing up. From birth she was the world to her parents and they pushed her into every pageant they could scrounge up the money to enter. This continued as she got older, her parents pulling her from school to enter Capitol beauty pageants.
For someone with such a shallow gene pool to start with, not going to school was devastating. Luckily she manged to learn to read and write but aside from that she grew up incredibly vapid and to put it bluntly, an idiot. Naturally when she grew out of being able to compete in pageants Beatrix's world came crumbling down around her. Up until this point it had been her entire life. She tried to get into modelling but no agency would take her. As a last ditch effort she applied to the escort program and a few weeks later she received a call notiying her she had been considered for a spot. Practically in tears Beatrix accepted, because even though she may not be competeting for who was best escort, she still got to get up onstage infront of the entire nation. Besides, she could still hold the competition in her head.
