Ok this is just like the other rps except each of you will be able to create 3 tributes! That's right, the Quell rule is.
"To show the rebels that no one is ever save from the Capitol each District will send one boy and girl between the ages of 6 and 11, a bot and girl aged 12-18 and one man and woman aged 19-24 into the arena!"
So there will be 78 tributes this time (district 13 is included because the rebellion failed)
I have 3 of my own tributes in the arena too.
Topaz District 1, age 21
Grace Tanaka District 4, age 14
Ruella Bracken District 11, age 10
Also, there will be more than one victor just so you know. You can make up to 3 tributes but you don't have too.
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The 150th Hunger Games-the cruelest Quarter Quell Ever!! Plz join!!!
'I'm a gangster in an Oprah suit but I'm not like a mean gangster, I'm a nice gangster with a smile!' ~ Cirie Fields, Survivor contestant
Topaz Rhyder, District 1
Posted at: 7:15 am on June 21, 2012
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Jaz's POV:
TRAINING
When I went into training the first thing tht happened was being surroundd by Careers. Some of the guys we gathering up all the Careers. I managed to escape them. Then I realized what Iwas thinking. I might ot want to be in the Career group. No one in District 2 had ever done that. Do I want to be the frst? I really wasnt sure. When I escaped them went to knife throwing. i had other things on my mindbut I got all knives n the same bulls eye. The Careers started to make their way over to the station so I left. I went over to practice climbing siclnce I wasn't that god. I noticed a gut talking to a girl. The guy looked really strong. I thought he would be a good ally. I tapped his shoulder and he turnd around. "Hi, I'm Jz. I noticed how strong you are and was wondring if you wanted to be allies?" "Yeah," he said,"I'm Charter. But I have other allies too. This is Kaitlyn," he said stepping beside the girl. she didn't say anything but he face was red. I smiled half heartedy and said,"Ok. See you in the arena." and I left. Instead of going to climb I went to plant identifying. I spent the whole training avoiding the Careers. when I got to the gauntlet(sp?) I was in heaven. My parents had taught me gymastics hoping I could use it. When I got on the first platform I ra and jumped of. I landed on my hands and pushed off onto the other platform landing on my feet doing a front handspring. Then I ran and jumped landing on my hands sideways and pushing off. I tucked myself in and did some turns in the air. Then on the way down I jumped and did a summersault in the air all the way down. I landed on my feet and left. Some people standing near me were surprised. Their mouths hung open. Training ended and it was time for private training.
PRIVATE TRAINING
When they called my name I walked in looked around. I headed to the knife station. I grabbed five knives. Then I went to the gauntlet. I did a handspring and while in the air I threw two knives. They both hit the bulls eye. I did a few flips in the air and threw knives. Always bulls eye. I continued to do flips and tricks and throw knives until I was dismissed. I hoped I got a good score.
INTERVIEW
When it was close to the interview I was sent to get dressed. Delvon came in and I told him what Jared said about wearing a dress and he nodded. "I can make that work. It will do great with you being so beautiful." "I am not that beautiful or even pretty," I said," I do not know why you people always say that." "Because you are. You need to be pretty to get sponsers. You don't need a pretty outfit or make up to get sponsers. You are beautiful." Then Delvon brought out a dress. I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror. I had on a gray stone patterned dress that was strapless and shorter than the one I wore at the reaping. I didn't know they made dresses this short. My hair was in a bun with a few strands of hair out and no make up. Then it was tim for the interview. When it was my turn I walked up on stage,shook hands with Ceaser,and sat down. Some Capitol kids my age wolf whistled but I igrored them. Then Ceaser started with the questions. "Let's start with your outfit.,"He said,"You look amazing! Am I right?" he asked looking at the audience. "I don't look that pretty," I said. "But you are. You are gorgeous. Right?" he said looking at the audience again. This time they cheered. "That's what I thought," Ceaser said. "What is the muse behind the outfit?"
"District 2 is masonry so he made it look like stone."
"And that parade outfit. That made me want to sponsor you." He said and the crowd laughed.
"That was all thanks to Delvon. And I liked that outfit because it was like what I wear at home."
"What are your skills? I mean besides being pretty."
"I am not that pretty. But my skills are knife throwing and gymnastics."
"Now I have to ask. A pretty girl like you has to have a guy. Do you?"
"No. I'm an independant girl."
"You heard her guys," Ceaser said,"She's single."
Then the buzzer went off. "That is all the time we have for now. Jaz Smith everybody!" Then I walked off waiting for my time in the arena.
Kaitlyn's POV:
TRAINING
During training Charter and I stayed close together and talked. We were just in the middle of talking strategy when a girl came up to Charter and asked to be allies. He introduced me but my face went red and I didn't say anything. She had complimented Charter and I liked him. I was pretty sure he liked me too. I hoped he did. I spent some time thinking about him while I was at the archery station. I was pretty good. I almost always hit the bulls eye. Then I headed over to climbing. I was a fast climber. I was like a monkey. Soon training ended and it was time for private training.
PRIVATE TRAINING
I went in feeling nervous. I wated not sure what to do. Then I headed to the archery station I grabbed a bow and some arrows and went to the climbing net. I climbed to the top and shot a few arrows. I hit all bulls eye except for 3. I shot a few more and then I was dismissed.
INTERVIEW
I went to my stylist and he had a dress that was kinda short in the front but it went down to the floor in the back. It was different shades of brown and green. When I put it on I looked at myself. When I moved the colors shifted and shimmered. I was looking preety good. Then he put some make up on me that was different shades of brown and green. Then it was time for the interview. When it was my turn I walked onto the stage,shook hands with Ceaser,and sat down. Then Ceaser asked questions. "What is your family like at home?" he asked.
"I have my mom,my twin sisters Sam and Nicole,and Matt and Travis,my little brothers. I train my little sisters to do wht I do. I climb to the top of the trees to get the fruit. My brothers train to work in the fields." I said.
"Is life tough at home? Do you have a guy t home?"
"Life is pretty tough. I am the only one working. I bring in the money. But I also have no guy at home. I kind of have a crush on Charter Hold. Since 7 tributes can win this year than maybe we can go home together." The big screen showed Charter who was smiling. "Your outfit is gorgeous. I like the way it shimmers."
"I like to cimb so with the dress it looks like I'm in the trees."
"Well I like it." Then the buzzer went off. "That is all the time we have today. Kaitlyn Carter everybody!" I was ready for the games. I was going to fight for my love, Charter.
Do you give us out training scores? I will post a little segment on my reaction to my score when you tell us what they are.
TRAINING
When I went into training the first thing tht happened was being surroundd by Careers. Some of the guys we gathering up all the Careers. I managed to escape them. Then I realized what Iwas thinking. I might ot want to be in the Career group. No one in District 2 had ever done that. Do I want to be the frst? I really wasnt sure. When I escaped them went to knife throwing. i had other things on my mindbut I got all knives n the same bulls eye. The Careers started to make their way over to the station so I left. I went over to practice climbing siclnce I wasn't that god. I noticed a gut talking to a girl. The guy looked really strong. I thought he would be a good ally. I tapped his shoulder and he turnd around. "Hi, I'm Jz. I noticed how strong you are and was wondring if you wanted to be allies?" "Yeah," he said,"I'm Charter. But I have other allies too. This is Kaitlyn," he said stepping beside the girl. she didn't say anything but he face was red. I smiled half heartedy and said,"Ok. See you in the arena." and I left. Instead of going to climb I went to plant identifying. I spent the whole training avoiding the Careers. when I got to the gauntlet(sp?) I was in heaven. My parents had taught me gymastics hoping I could use it. When I got on the first platform I ra and jumped of. I landed on my hands and pushed off onto the other platform landing on my feet doing a front handspring. Then I ran and jumped landing on my hands sideways and pushing off. I tucked myself in and did some turns in the air. Then on the way down I jumped and did a summersault in the air all the way down. I landed on my feet and left. Some people standing near me were surprised. Their mouths hung open. Training ended and it was time for private training.
PRIVATE TRAINING
When they called my name I walked in looked around. I headed to the knife station. I grabbed five knives. Then I went to the gauntlet. I did a handspring and while in the air I threw two knives. They both hit the bulls eye. I did a few flips in the air and threw knives. Always bulls eye. I continued to do flips and tricks and throw knives until I was dismissed. I hoped I got a good score.
INTERVIEW
When it was close to the interview I was sent to get dressed. Delvon came in and I told him what Jared said about wearing a dress and he nodded. "I can make that work. It will do great with you being so beautiful." "I am not that beautiful or even pretty," I said," I do not know why you people always say that." "Because you are. You need to be pretty to get sponsers. You don't need a pretty outfit or make up to get sponsers. You are beautiful." Then Delvon brought out a dress. I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror. I had on a gray stone patterned dress that was strapless and shorter than the one I wore at the reaping. I didn't know they made dresses this short. My hair was in a bun with a few strands of hair out and no make up. Then it was tim for the interview. When it was my turn I walked up on stage,shook hands with Ceaser,and sat down. Some Capitol kids my age wolf whistled but I igrored them. Then Ceaser started with the questions. "Let's start with your outfit.,"He said,"You look amazing! Am I right?" he asked looking at the audience. "I don't look that pretty," I said. "But you are. You are gorgeous. Right?" he said looking at the audience again. This time they cheered. "That's what I thought," Ceaser said. "What is the muse behind the outfit?"
"District 2 is masonry so he made it look like stone."
"And that parade outfit. That made me want to sponsor you." He said and the crowd laughed.
"That was all thanks to Delvon. And I liked that outfit because it was like what I wear at home."
"What are your skills? I mean besides being pretty."
"I am not that pretty. But my skills are knife throwing and gymnastics."
"Now I have to ask. A pretty girl like you has to have a guy. Do you?"
"No. I'm an independant girl."
"You heard her guys," Ceaser said,"She's single."
Then the buzzer went off. "That is all the time we have for now. Jaz Smith everybody!" Then I walked off waiting for my time in the arena.
Kaitlyn's POV:
TRAINING
During training Charter and I stayed close together and talked. We were just in the middle of talking strategy when a girl came up to Charter and asked to be allies. He introduced me but my face went red and I didn't say anything. She had complimented Charter and I liked him. I was pretty sure he liked me too. I hoped he did. I spent some time thinking about him while I was at the archery station. I was pretty good. I almost always hit the bulls eye. Then I headed over to climbing. I was a fast climber. I was like a monkey. Soon training ended and it was time for private training.
PRIVATE TRAINING
I went in feeling nervous. I wated not sure what to do. Then I headed to the archery station I grabbed a bow and some arrows and went to the climbing net. I climbed to the top and shot a few arrows. I hit all bulls eye except for 3. I shot a few more and then I was dismissed.
INTERVIEW
I went to my stylist and he had a dress that was kinda short in the front but it went down to the floor in the back. It was different shades of brown and green. When I put it on I looked at myself. When I moved the colors shifted and shimmered. I was looking preety good. Then he put some make up on me that was different shades of brown and green. Then it was time for the interview. When it was my turn I walked onto the stage,shook hands with Ceaser,and sat down. Then Ceaser asked questions. "What is your family like at home?" he asked.
"I have my mom,my twin sisters Sam and Nicole,and Matt and Travis,my little brothers. I train my little sisters to do wht I do. I climb to the top of the trees to get the fruit. My brothers train to work in the fields." I said.
"Is life tough at home? Do you have a guy t home?"
"Life is pretty tough. I am the only one working. I bring in the money. But I also have no guy at home. I kind of have a crush on Charter Hold. Since 7 tributes can win this year than maybe we can go home together." The big screen showed Charter who was smiling. "Your outfit is gorgeous. I like the way it shimmers."
"I like to cimb so with the dress it looks like I'm in the trees."
"Well I like it." Then the buzzer went off. "That is all the time we have today. Kaitlyn Carter everybody!" I was ready for the games. I was going to fight for my love, Charter.
Do you give us out training scores? I will post a little segment on my reaction to my score when you tell us what they are.
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Elaine Harper
Age: 9
Female
District 10
Personality: Sneaky, Never gives up, Helpful with animals
Weapon: None
Skills: She will manipulate you and when the time comes escape!
Family: None. she lives with her Baby sitter Tess
Macie Ackridge
Age: 12
District 3
Female
Personality: Smart and Quick
Weapon: Spear
Skills: Aiming and climbing
Family: Father (Johnathan) and Mother (Mary Beth)
Tess Woods
Age:24
Female
District 10
Personality: Will do anything to keep Elaine alive!
Skills: Hand to Hand combat
Weapon: Poison dart gun
Family: Elaine
Age: 9
Female
District 10
Personality: Sneaky, Never gives up, Helpful with animals
Weapon: None
Skills: She will manipulate you and when the time comes escape!
Family: None. she lives with her Baby sitter Tess
Macie Ackridge
Age: 12
District 3
Female
Personality: Smart and Quick
Weapon: Spear
Skills: Aiming and climbing
Family: Father (Johnathan) and Mother (Mary Beth)
Tess Woods
Age:24
Female
District 10
Personality: Will do anything to keep Elaine alive!
Skills: Hand to Hand combat
Weapon: Poison dart gun
Family: Elaine
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again, I am soooo freakin late!!!!!
Erika's training POV
Even without looking, I knew the Careers were watching me. To them, 11 year olds were only here in this games to give some entertainment on TV for them. I was their first channel. But if it was fun they wanted, then fun they would get.
I walked calmly over to a climbing station and jumped at least 10 feet into the air. The Careers weren't impressed. So I gave them a short stare. One of the Careers backed up a bit, but the rest just looked as foul as ever. I shrugged and climbed higher. Technically, I was already at the top, but who cares? I jumped up onto the ceiling and climbed along, upside-down like a spider.
That's when a few Peacekeepers saw me. They blew a short toot on their whistle and I jumped down. The ceiling is really high, and to anyone else who tried that would probably broken all their leg bones. But I already did that so many times, my legs are comepletely uncrackable.
When I landed, I simply stood up and all of them backed away. Even the Careers. I smiled at them so to get on their nerves and turned to the Peacekeepers.
"Good afternoon." I said. "And goodbye."
I turned on my heel and walked towards a knife throwing station. The Cs and Ps just stayed behind and went away.
I found that I was fairly good at knife throwing. Almost all my throws were bulls-eyes.
When I went to the sword fighting station, I was just as good. No one could match my skill.
Suddenly, I had a strange urge for something. I couldn't figure out what it was, I just wanted something. So I left the station and went to other places instead.
Edible plants? Just fine.
Archery? Terrible.
Fires? Eh. I don't need that to stay warm.
It was only when I came to the gauntlet, I finally figured out what my urge was. To dance. To some of you, that may sound really weird. But you need to understand that I've sort of made that part of my life. At home, I would practice it everyday. I don't know why. It just felt comfortable to be able to something fun.
So I stepped up and danced along the platforms. I did quite a few flips, somersualts, and handstands. At one point while doing a handstand, I even slid on my palm. When I land straight on the landing platform, I shake my hair of any dust that had stuck to it when sliding on the ground. No one looked at me. No one was here. And I was glad of that. Approving attention always got on my nerves.
When I moved to other stations, time fast-forwarded and training had ended.
The Private Session
When I stepped into the room, I had no idea what I was planning to do. For two seconds, I just stared at the gamemakers, and they stare right back. They scribble something on their borads, and finally move. I just feel like doing something random. I grab a rope, strap several swords to my back, each a differant design and size, and begin climbing the wall. But I wasn't using the net. I just used whatever came in sight, and 5 seconds later, I was at the hieght of the ceiling.
There were dozens of pipes connected to it.
I lick my lips and jump onto one, hanging by my hand. I swung back and forth, flipping from pipe to pipe, foot to hand. When I'm the dead center of the ceiling, hanging by my feet, I take out a sword. It was thin, flat, and had a small handle. Perfect. Using just the right momentum, I throw it at a dummy. I stuck right into the face. Then I take out another sword. This one was heavy and had a curved blade. For this one, I tie the hilt to my rope and I calculate the angle and strength needed. I lassoed it at a different dummy and when I pulled, When I looked over at the Gamemakers, they looked surprised. One of them finally nods at me as a signal of dismiss.
I flip down and land flat on my feet without even staggering, which amazed the gamemakers even more.
Then I left.
Was this alrite??????????????????????????????????????? or did I copy BD415's idea?
My name isSCOTCH TAPE.(actually it's Erika, but you know...)
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Posted at: 3:48 pm on July 6, 2012
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Jaz I'll probably wait until tomorrow to tell you your training scores 'cause at the moment not many people have done their training POVs. I'll give them until tomorrow. I base the scores on how many POVs you did and what you did in your private training.
'I'm a gangster in an Oprah suit but I'm not like a mean gangster, I'm a nice gangster with a smile!' ~ Cirie Fields, Survivor contestant
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Posted at: 7:47 pm on July 6, 2012
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WITCH POV'S DO I WRITE???
Its A Chain, The Links Break, But With A Little Work, It Can Become Connected Again
~Charter Hold, The 80th Hunger Games Winner
I'm A Ninja
~Export Hold, the 1st Hunger Games Winner
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@Elaine: Sorry I could only put Elaine and Macie in because there is no spot for Tess unless she wants to be a 19-24yr old girl from district 8. And I had to put Macie in the 19-24 yr old section, sorry!
@Everone: No more Tributes!!! Sorry but I think I have enough. Again sorry.
@Everone: No more Tributes!!! Sorry but I think I have enough. Again sorry.
'I'm a gangster in an Oprah suit but I'm not like a mean gangster, I'm a nice gangster with a smile!' ~ Cirie Fields, Survivor contestant
Topaz Rhyder, District 1
Posted at: 12:53 am on July 7, 2012
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List Update!!! Here are your Training scores in blue! This is based on how many POVs you did and what was said in those POVs. I will do my POVs after this so I know I will do them. Sorry if you have just joined and your score is bad.
6-11 Category
1 Tiara Solee (f) 5, Onyx Darling (m)
2 Tank Holt (m) 5, Abigail Williams*^#$% (f) 11
3 Ripple Pool (f) 3, Mint Nikolai (m)
4 Livie Azule* (f) 7, Deniz Ford (m) 3
5 Trillen *^(m) 7, Foxheart Void*^(f) 7
6 Kyan Zircon (m) 3, Teena Williams (f)
7 Monica Lark* (f) 5, Oakley Christos (m)
8 Lilly Corpone*^#$%&(f) 9, Timmy Markus (m)
9 Lily Anat* (f) 7, Husk Clovis (m)
10 Elaine Harper (f) 7, Boris Jefferson (m)
11 Fellei Geo*^#(m) 8, Ruella Bracken*^#(f) 8
12 Kole Kember* (m) 5, Erika*^# (f) 7
13 Lilifee Hemlock*(f) 5, Tyler Bucket (m)
12-18 Category
1 Iris Van Hilt* (f) 7, Nathan Glennox* (m) 6
2 Aria Sol (f) 4, Augustus Bion (m)
3 Isabel Seeders (f) 5, Sam Michaels (m)
4 Grace Tanaka*^#(f) 9, Mikie Livingstone* (m) 7
5 Audrey Ramone*(f) 8, Chandler Hasd (m) 2
6 Roxanne Huffen*^ (f) 7, Charles Sony (m)
7 Katherine Odair (f) 2, Silver Pine (m)
8 Miranda Bentle (f) 3, Finbar James (m)
9 Emily Mayer* (f) 4, Dale Humm (m) 1
10 Jesse Melland (f) 5, Hubert Cardew (m)
11 Charter Hold*^# (m) 10, Kaitlyn Carter*^#$%& (f) 9
12 Lutessa Luther *^#$%(f) 10, Raji Rishka*^# (m) 9
13 Tasnia Trillium* (f) 6, Ethan Hawk (m) 3
19-24 Category
1 Azalia Joyclinn*^#$%(f) 11, Topaz Rhyder *^#(m) 10
2 Lincoln Holt (m) 5, Jaz Smith*^#$%&(f) 11
3 Sage Raymond (m) 4, Macie Ackridge (f) 6
4 Cynthia Watercress (f), Piero Addison (m)
5 Westren Void*^(f) 7, Sur Rabu (m)
6 Caity Romanoff (f) 6, Donatello Sony (m)
7 Raze Demen*^# (f) 9, Ceder Pine (m)
8 Chantilly Velvetine (f), Anthony Gucci (m)
9 Levana Anat* (f) 7, Miles Devinacs* (m) 6
10 Frankie Johnson (f) 5, Mathias Davis (m)
11 Zach Paderman*^#(m) 8, Wisteria Moonshine (f)
12 Quellia Kember (f) 5, Clancy Clifford (m)
13 Atom Spence (m), Tesla Fission (f)
6-11 Category
1 Tiara Solee (f) 5, Onyx Darling (m)
2 Tank Holt (m) 5, Abigail Williams*^#$% (f) 11
3 Ripple Pool (f) 3, Mint Nikolai (m)
4 Livie Azule* (f) 7, Deniz Ford (m) 3
5 Trillen *^(m) 7, Foxheart Void*^(f) 7
6 Kyan Zircon (m) 3, Teena Williams (f)
7 Monica Lark* (f) 5, Oakley Christos (m)
8 Lilly Corpone*^#$%&(f) 9, Timmy Markus (m)
9 Lily Anat* (f) 7, Husk Clovis (m)
10 Elaine Harper (f) 7, Boris Jefferson (m)
11 Fellei Geo*^#(m) 8, Ruella Bracken*^#(f) 8
12 Kole Kember* (m) 5, Erika*^# (f) 7
13 Lilifee Hemlock*(f) 5, Tyler Bucket (m)
12-18 Category
1 Iris Van Hilt* (f) 7, Nathan Glennox* (m) 6
2 Aria Sol (f) 4, Augustus Bion (m)
3 Isabel Seeders (f) 5, Sam Michaels (m)
4 Grace Tanaka*^#(f) 9, Mikie Livingstone* (m) 7
5 Audrey Ramone*(f) 8, Chandler Hasd (m) 2
6 Roxanne Huffen*^ (f) 7, Charles Sony (m)
7 Katherine Odair (f) 2, Silver Pine (m)
8 Miranda Bentle (f) 3, Finbar James (m)
9 Emily Mayer* (f) 4, Dale Humm (m) 1
10 Jesse Melland (f) 5, Hubert Cardew (m)
11 Charter Hold*^# (m) 10, Kaitlyn Carter*^#$%& (f) 9
12 Lutessa Luther *^#$%(f) 10, Raji Rishka*^# (m) 9
13 Tasnia Trillium* (f) 6, Ethan Hawk (m) 3
19-24 Category
1 Azalia Joyclinn*^#$%(f) 11, Topaz Rhyder *^#(m) 10
2 Lincoln Holt (m) 5, Jaz Smith*^#$%&(f) 11
3 Sage Raymond (m) 4, Macie Ackridge (f) 6
4 Cynthia Watercress (f), Piero Addison (m)
5 Westren Void*^(f) 7, Sur Rabu (m)
6 Caity Romanoff (f) 6, Donatello Sony (m)
7 Raze Demen*^# (f) 9, Ceder Pine (m)
8 Chantilly Velvetine (f), Anthony Gucci (m)
9 Levana Anat* (f) 7, Miles Devinacs* (m) 6
10 Frankie Johnson (f) 5, Mathias Davis (m)
11 Zach Paderman*^#(m) 8, Wisteria Moonshine (f)
12 Quellia Kember (f) 5, Clancy Clifford (m)
13 Atom Spence (m), Tesla Fission (f)
'I'm a gangster in an Oprah suit but I'm not like a mean gangster, I'm a nice gangster with a smile!' ~ Cirie Fields, Survivor contestant
Topaz Rhyder, District 1
Posted at: 1:13 am on July 7, 2012
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@Elaine: I can put Tess in district 8 if you like and she can still be 24.
@Everyone: Forget my last post about no more tributes. More people can join but they'll have to write their POVs quickly!!! So yeah more of you guys can join!
@Tiara: Where are you? I'll have to kill Tiara off if you don't post POVs soon!!
@Tank: Where are you? Have you gone poof? Write your POVs or I'll kill your character!!!!
@Ripple: (same as above)
@Deniz: (same as above)
@Kyan: I think you said it's ok to kill you off but still, you're taking up someone's place if they want to join! Livie decided she wasn't going to write about Briget so she asked me to remove Briget! Other people might actually write POVs! Sorry just write a few POVs plz.
@Monica: You're lucky I'm counting you're reaping as legit even if it was for district 2. Don't make me regret that decision. Write your POVs!
@Elaine: Try your best to get the POVs done. I understand you just joined so I gave you a respectable score. Plz don't feel upset.
@Nathan: (Same as Monica)
@Aria: I gave you a bad score 'cause you weren't writing POVs. That score is really bad for district 2. Don't make me kill your character off.
@Isabel: I know Audrey is the one that created you but plz write some POVs. (same as Kyan)
@Chandler Hasd: Where r u? Write your POVs or I'll kill your character!!!!
@Katherine: (same as above)
@Miranda: Knowing you were a Miranda made me suspicious. There was a Miranda from district 8 on Charter's rp that never posted POVs, ever and she was bloodbathed. I'm beginning to wonder if you are both the same person.
@Dale: You got the worst score for this Hunger Games! Don't make me make you the first to die!! Write your POVs or I'll kill your character!!
@Jesse: Where r u? Write your POVs or I'll kill off your character!
@Ethan: (same as above)
@Lincoln: (same as above)
@Sage: (same as above). I know you joined late but Lilly Corpone joined later and she has finished all of them!!
@Macie: You just joined so all of these threats don't apply to you. That's why I gave you a respectable score. Try your best to get them done.
@Caity: You usually write your POVs so I'm surprised. I'll double check to make sure you did do them just in case I missed them.
@Frankie: Where r u ? Write your POVs or i'll kill your character!!!
@Quellia: (same as above). Tasnia plz write her POVs. If you put them with Kole's though just let me know and I'll change your score.
@Everyone: If you are putting multiple people into one POV plz put all of their names in the title so I don't get confused and punish you unfairly.
@Everyone: Forget my last post about no more tributes. More people can join but they'll have to write their POVs quickly!!! So yeah more of you guys can join!
@Tiara: Where are you? I'll have to kill Tiara off if you don't post POVs soon!!
@Tank: Where are you? Have you gone poof? Write your POVs or I'll kill your character!!!!
@Ripple: (same as above)
@Deniz: (same as above)
@Kyan: I think you said it's ok to kill you off but still, you're taking up someone's place if they want to join! Livie decided she wasn't going to write about Briget so she asked me to remove Briget! Other people might actually write POVs! Sorry just write a few POVs plz.
@Monica: You're lucky I'm counting you're reaping as legit even if it was for district 2. Don't make me regret that decision. Write your POVs!
@Elaine: Try your best to get the POVs done. I understand you just joined so I gave you a respectable score. Plz don't feel upset.
@Nathan: (Same as Monica)
@Aria: I gave you a bad score 'cause you weren't writing POVs. That score is really bad for district 2. Don't make me kill your character off.
@Isabel: I know Audrey is the one that created you but plz write some POVs. (same as Kyan)
@Chandler Hasd: Where r u? Write your POVs or I'll kill your character!!!!
@Katherine: (same as above)
@Miranda: Knowing you were a Miranda made me suspicious. There was a Miranda from district 8 on Charter's rp that never posted POVs, ever and she was bloodbathed. I'm beginning to wonder if you are both the same person.
@Dale: You got the worst score for this Hunger Games! Don't make me make you the first to die!! Write your POVs or I'll kill your character!!
@Jesse: Where r u? Write your POVs or I'll kill off your character!
@Ethan: (same as above)
@Lincoln: (same as above)
@Sage: (same as above). I know you joined late but Lilly Corpone joined later and she has finished all of them!!
@Macie: You just joined so all of these threats don't apply to you. That's why I gave you a respectable score. Try your best to get them done.
@Caity: You usually write your POVs so I'm surprised. I'll double check to make sure you did do them just in case I missed them.
@Frankie: Where r u ? Write your POVs or i'll kill your character!!!
@Quellia: (same as above). Tasnia plz write her POVs. If you put them with Kole's though just let me know and I'll change your score.
@Everyone: If you are putting multiple people into one POV plz put all of their names in the title so I don't get confused and punish you unfairly.
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Ok guys if some people don't write POVs these games will go really quickly so plz tell them to write their POVs!!!!
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Training:
Ruella
Today was our first day of training. I got up and put my reaping dress and walked in to the dining room. My mentors were already there along with Charter, Kaitlyn and the other tributes. Charter and Kaitlyn were talking with one of our mentors. "Hi Ruella!" Charter said. "I thought Kaitlyn could also be in the group, is that ok?" I nodded in agreement. Kaitlyn looked relieved. I don't know why.. The three of us talk with our mentor about our skills. It is obvious that we have all mastered the skill of identifying edible and medicinal plants so we skip that. Even the daughter of a wealthy plantation owner, like me, knows about these basic things. Charter says he's good with shurikens, that's interesting. I say I good with them too and my mentor looks surprised. "I had a lot of time on my hands.." I tell them. I also say I am a good healer and I can fly around the trees. I also tell my mentor privately about Rue being my ancestor. I don't tell him about my skills with poison. I'll save that surprise for the arena.
The training center is really big. The three of us decided we would walk as a group. We went to the knot tying section and learnt a few good knots. We didn't bother going anywhere near the edible plants section. The test is waaaayyyy too easy for us. I also pick up a new friend. Her name is Lutessa Luther and she's from district 12. We accepted her into our group along her district partner, Raj. Lutessa was really kind and friendly but also mysterious. I took her and Raj to the edible plants section to test them. Lutessa them all right apart from one and Raj did reasonably well. We all went to the knife throwing section. I saw the 14yr old girl, Grace, from 4 throwing shurikens with ease, she didn't miss, and theTopaz from 1 throwing some knives. I was really good with shurikens but I didn't show the others too much of my skill. Grace was nice enough to show me a few techniques. I didn't need her help but I was polite and went along with her lesson. Charter could throw well too and Kaitlyn was good with a bow and arrow. I think our group has a good chance at winning. We also picked up another member, a Career called Jaz. We didn't bother asking about her skills because we had seen her training earlier. Most of the other tributes were bigger than me apart from the younger ones. Most of the youngest tributes just walked around or were guided by an older tribute. I think I noticed some brothers and sisters were enterd this year. That's harsh. For the first time I realized just how many tributes are going to be in the arena and it scared me. I just hoped that fate would be on my side and that Rue would be with me....
It was time for Private Training. It was a long time before it was my turn so I doubted I would get their attention. When it was my turn I walked in the room and threw some shurikens. Most hit but some missed. I then jumped on top of one of the dummies, then on top of the gauntlet. I then began to jump all around the training equipment, my feet never touching the ground. I could imagine Rue smiling down at me from heaven as I flew around the training equipment so quickly and with ease. I also threw some shurikens from my high up vantage points. The game makers were really impressed. I'm used to this though. I loved playing outside as a little girl and even the day before the reaping I was playing around in the trees. Some days I would speedily climb up a tree and never touch the ground the whole day as I would jump from tree to tree while I played in the orchards. The view from the top of the trees was always amazing so at sunset I would climb to the tallest branches and watch the sun go down. Playing like this, taught me about finding food for myself, I would forage for my lunch, and about which plants were good and which were bad. I also remember fondly helping the workers in my father's orchards and sometimes filling in for the girl who would sing the mockingjay tune so she could go home early and eat dinner. I also gave that girl some food from home when I got the chance. My parents never knew though. They just knew I would go outside to play in the trees and not come home until sunset. I had a tutor to teach me at home so that's why I had lots of spare time. So flying around the training equipment and not touching the ground is completely normal for me. When I finished I took a small bow and left the room. The training made me happy, it reminded me of all the fun times I had at home. But it also made me sad because it reminded me of all of the things I could lose if I die....
Ruella
Today was our first day of training. I got up and put my reaping dress and walked in to the dining room. My mentors were already there along with Charter, Kaitlyn and the other tributes. Charter and Kaitlyn were talking with one of our mentors. "Hi Ruella!" Charter said. "I thought Kaitlyn could also be in the group, is that ok?" I nodded in agreement. Kaitlyn looked relieved. I don't know why.. The three of us talk with our mentor about our skills. It is obvious that we have all mastered the skill of identifying edible and medicinal plants so we skip that. Even the daughter of a wealthy plantation owner, like me, knows about these basic things. Charter says he's good with shurikens, that's interesting. I say I good with them too and my mentor looks surprised. "I had a lot of time on my hands.." I tell them. I also say I am a good healer and I can fly around the trees. I also tell my mentor privately about Rue being my ancestor. I don't tell him about my skills with poison. I'll save that surprise for the arena.
The training center is really big. The three of us decided we would walk as a group. We went to the knot tying section and learnt a few good knots. We didn't bother going anywhere near the edible plants section. The test is waaaayyyy too easy for us. I also pick up a new friend. Her name is Lutessa Luther and she's from district 12. We accepted her into our group along her district partner, Raj. Lutessa was really kind and friendly but also mysterious. I took her and Raj to the edible plants section to test them. Lutessa them all right apart from one and Raj did reasonably well. We all went to the knife throwing section. I saw the 14yr old girl, Grace, from 4 throwing shurikens with ease, she didn't miss, and theTopaz from 1 throwing some knives. I was really good with shurikens but I didn't show the others too much of my skill. Grace was nice enough to show me a few techniques. I didn't need her help but I was polite and went along with her lesson. Charter could throw well too and Kaitlyn was good with a bow and arrow. I think our group has a good chance at winning. We also picked up another member, a Career called Jaz. We didn't bother asking about her skills because we had seen her training earlier. Most of the other tributes were bigger than me apart from the younger ones. Most of the youngest tributes just walked around or were guided by an older tribute. I think I noticed some brothers and sisters were enterd this year. That's harsh. For the first time I realized just how many tributes are going to be in the arena and it scared me. I just hoped that fate would be on my side and that Rue would be with me....
It was time for Private Training. It was a long time before it was my turn so I doubted I would get their attention. When it was my turn I walked in the room and threw some shurikens. Most hit but some missed. I then jumped on top of one of the dummies, then on top of the gauntlet. I then began to jump all around the training equipment, my feet never touching the ground. I could imagine Rue smiling down at me from heaven as I flew around the training equipment so quickly and with ease. I also threw some shurikens from my high up vantage points. The game makers were really impressed. I'm used to this though. I loved playing outside as a little girl and even the day before the reaping I was playing around in the trees. Some days I would speedily climb up a tree and never touch the ground the whole day as I would jump from tree to tree while I played in the orchards. The view from the top of the trees was always amazing so at sunset I would climb to the tallest branches and watch the sun go down. Playing like this, taught me about finding food for myself, I would forage for my lunch, and about which plants were good and which were bad. I also remember fondly helping the workers in my father's orchards and sometimes filling in for the girl who would sing the mockingjay tune so she could go home early and eat dinner. I also gave that girl some food from home when I got the chance. My parents never knew though. They just knew I would go outside to play in the trees and not come home until sunset. I had a tutor to teach me at home so that's why I had lots of spare time. So flying around the training equipment and not touching the ground is completely normal for me. When I finished I took a small bow and left the room. The training made me happy, it reminded me of all the fun times I had at home. But it also made me sad because it reminded me of all of the things I could lose if I die....
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Topaz Rhyder, District 1
Posted at: 2:56 am on July 7, 2012
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Training/Gamemakers
Grace
The training would be very interesting. Our mentor told me to go to the shuriken section and show them what I could do, so I did. The other Careers seemed impressed. My mentor also said to show them my skills with knot tying and plants. I did that as well. I was even able to teach Azalia and Topaz, the eldest tributes from 1, some cool traps that will leave a tribute hanging upside down. Azalia was able to teach me some things about sword fighting too, but I'm not the sword fighting type. I'm too light and my arms not strong enough to carry one of those swords let alone use one! Topaz was really friendly and showed me his knowledge of plants as well. I was beginning to really like this Career group. Azalia and Topaz were like mentors to me and they were very nice. I also met a young girl from district 11. Her name was Ruella. She was tiny and looked like a small doll but she was quite skilled at shuriken throwing. Not as good as me but then again who is? Oh right Topaz and that boy from 11, Charter. Anyway I taught her a few new tips and we got to chat a little bit. Turns out she's the daughter of a wealthy plantation owner and is set to marry the mayor's son. Or at least was going to marry him until she was reaped. I told her I am the district 4 mayor's daughter and she seemed impressed. Seems we share something in common, wealth. I could tell she was wealthy though. The way she walks with such poise and elegance you can tell she hasn't had to work in her life. Also she looks quite healthy, better than most of the other tributes, as healthy as a Career. Also, her skin is clean like mine and her nails appear to be recently polished, as in this morning, her chin is held high and she shares my love of clothes and perfume. Definitely a rich kid like me.
Private Training was good. I showed them my acrobatics skills and my shuriken throwing. They seemed impressed. I hope I get a good score.
Grace
The training would be very interesting. Our mentor told me to go to the shuriken section and show them what I could do, so I did. The other Careers seemed impressed. My mentor also said to show them my skills with knot tying and plants. I did that as well. I was even able to teach Azalia and Topaz, the eldest tributes from 1, some cool traps that will leave a tribute hanging upside down. Azalia was able to teach me some things about sword fighting too, but I'm not the sword fighting type. I'm too light and my arms not strong enough to carry one of those swords let alone use one! Topaz was really friendly and showed me his knowledge of plants as well. I was beginning to really like this Career group. Azalia and Topaz were like mentors to me and they were very nice. I also met a young girl from district 11. Her name was Ruella. She was tiny and looked like a small doll but she was quite skilled at shuriken throwing. Not as good as me but then again who is? Oh right Topaz and that boy from 11, Charter. Anyway I taught her a few new tips and we got to chat a little bit. Turns out she's the daughter of a wealthy plantation owner and is set to marry the mayor's son. Or at least was going to marry him until she was reaped. I told her I am the district 4 mayor's daughter and she seemed impressed. Seems we share something in common, wealth. I could tell she was wealthy though. The way she walks with such poise and elegance you can tell she hasn't had to work in her life. Also she looks quite healthy, better than most of the other tributes, as healthy as a Career. Also, her skin is clean like mine and her nails appear to be recently polished, as in this morning, her chin is held high and she shares my love of clothes and perfume. Definitely a rich kid like me.
Private Training was good. I showed them my acrobatics skills and my shuriken throwing. They seemed impressed. I hope I get a good score.
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Topaz Rhyder, District 1
Posted at: 3:10 am on July 7, 2012
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Topaz
The training is my Favourite part of the hunger games. I showed my fellow Careers I can fight and that I'm strong. I was always by Azalia's side though, to keep an eye on her. I've grown to really care for Azalia and I don't know why. She is really good with swords and plants so I think we'll go well in the arena. 7 of us can win which means there really is no reason for the Careers to turn on each other. I see one girl, Jaz, has joined another small group of tributes from 11 and 12. Good luck to her. She won't last long if we find her though. Her death won't be pretty either. I'm not one for torture but after seeing Aria with those knives....I hope Jaz meets her end quickly. The rest of training was pretty uneventful. Grace, from 4, proved to be a good asset showing us some new knots, trying to please.
I showed the gamemakers the usual: shurikens, knives, swords, more shurikens, end. Pretty simple. Now I just have to wait for my score. I find Azalia in the dining room after dinner. "How do you feel?" I ask, referring to the whole situation and how she's holding up about Mason.
"I just feel really sad..." she says her voice trailing off.
"You're going to have to let him go Azalia. I know, as his best friend, that he would want you to pull it together and 'get tough'" she smiles at the quote that Mason often repeated.
"I'm just worried about the arena" she says
Topaz
The training is my Favourite part of the hunger games. I showed my fellow Careers I can fight and that I'm strong. I was always by Azalia's side though, to keep an eye on her. I've grown to really care for Azalia and I don't know why. She is really good with swords and plants so I think we'll go well in the arena. 7 of us can win which means there really is no reason for the Careers to turn on each other. I see one girl, Jaz, has joined another small group of tributes from 11 and 12. Good luck to her. She won't last long if we find her though. Her death won't be pretty either. I'm not one for torture but after seeing Aria with those knives....I hope Jaz meets her end quickly. The rest of training was pretty uneventful. Grace, from 4, proved to be a good asset showing us some new knots, trying to please.
I showed the gamemakers the usual: shurikens, knives, swords, more shurikens, end. Pretty simple. Now I just have to wait for my score. I find Azalia in the dining room after dinner. "How do you feel?" I ask, referring to the whole situation and how she's holding up about Mason.
"I just feel really sad..." she says her voice trailing off.
"You're going to have to let him go Azalia. I know, as his best friend, that he would want you to pull it together and 'get tough'" she smiles at the quote that Mason often repeated.
"I'm just worried about the arena" she says
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Private Training
It's time for my Private Training. I meet my mentor, Chrisen, (who I've been trying to stay away from; I act like he's not there when he tries to introduce himself to me) who turns out to be a nice guy. He takes me to the private training area. Big gymnasium with different sections for different things. No tributes here. Just myself. I head over to the archery section.
"You must be Lilly. I'm Jessie Gratts," the archery instructor says in a plain voice. "Call me Jess."
"Nice to meet you," I say in a quiet voice. She tries to help me, but I aim the arrow and let go. Bullseye.
I move along other sections, doing pretty good on all of them.
Before the day is finished, I do something to get the Gamemakers attention.
There is a practice dummy to the side. I grab it and throw it on top of the Gamemakers food. I run out.
It's time for my Private Training. I meet my mentor, Chrisen, (who I've been trying to stay away from; I act like he's not there when he tries to introduce himself to me) who turns out to be a nice guy. He takes me to the private training area. Big gymnasium with different sections for different things. No tributes here. Just myself. I head over to the archery section.
"You must be Lilly. I'm Jessie Gratts," the archery instructor says in a plain voice. "Call me Jess."
"Nice to meet you," I say in a quiet voice. She tries to help me, but I aim the arrow and let go. Bullseye.
I move along other sections, doing pretty good on all of them.
Before the day is finished, I do something to get the Gamemakers attention.
There is a practice dummy to the side. I grab it and throw it on top of the Gamemakers food. I run out.
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Posted at: 4:57 pm on July 7, 2012
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Okay at this point I don't care which of my characters is the main one but it's not abbey cuz I know that she is gonna die and if I had thought about it sooner I wouldnt have put her in district two :/ oh well you should do another round after this.
Losing him was BLUE like I've never known
Missing him was DARK GREY all alone
FORGETTING him was like trying to know someone you never met
But loving him was RED
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Sorry I haven't been on lately, I've had to catch up with a bazillion RPs, things giong on in my real life, etc. I'm OK with a 9, I honestly thought I'd get lower, but I'm not complaining. I won't be on tomorrow so I'll have extra time to complete all my writing. Bye!
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i will be gone untill friday! will sombody post my carecters povs?
foREVer
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Take your hatred out on me I am your tourniquet
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Posted at: 5:35 pm on July 8, 2012
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Jaz's POV:
Training Score
When my eleven flahed on the screen I was overjoyed. I had done great! I as ready for the interview tomorrow. I would be great.
Kaitlyn's POV:
Training Score
I was sitting on the couch with Charter when a 9 flashed for my score. I guess I wasn't bad with a bow and arrow. I would unleash my power n the arena. But first I had to do my interview tomorrow.
@Topaz
Do you want to be allies? I am in the Careers now. I will backstab my group later in the arena.
Training Score
When my eleven flahed on the screen I was overjoyed. I had done great! I as ready for the interview tomorrow. I would be great.
Kaitlyn's POV:
Training Score
I was sitting on the couch with Charter when a 9 flashed for my score. I guess I wasn't bad with a bow and arrow. I would unleash my power n the arena. But first I had to do my interview tomorrow.
@Topaz
Do you want to be allies? I am in the Careers now. I will backstab my group later in the arena.
Hi! I'm Jaz Frost, Jack's sister!
Daughter of Artemis,
Shapeshifter
Path of Anubis
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District 2 Victor
Vampire
Love Louis Tomlinson!!
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Interviews:
Tess
The highest training scores were elevens and I got a ten. That was an accomplishment for me although it wasn't really important to the games.
Before the interview I had to wait quite a while for my turn. Finally my name was called.
" hello Lutessa would you mind if I called you Tess?"
"I'm sorry but I would." it was my nickname and I didn't want the Capitol having it.
"okay then Lutessa, how are you liking the Capitol?"
"I like it. It's a nice place."
" that's good. So tell us more about yourself."
" there's not that much to know about me really. I mean if you asked a specific question I'd be happy to answer it."
" well what is that necklace that you wear for."
"oh this..." I start to think hard about some lie I could say. Why should I have to tell them. "it was given to me when I said my goodbyes."
"oh tell us about the person. Was it you're lover?"
"ya. My boyfriend Oliver gave it to me."
"oh so I'm sure that you both want to see each other again."
"yes very much."
" so just get in the too seven and wahlah you have you're wish."
"I really wish that winning was that simple."
"ya too bad it isn't. I understand that your father is district twelves mayor am I correct?" "yes."
"what was it like being chosen under those circumstances?"
"very........ Surprising."
"well we are out of time. Good luck in the games.
"thank you I'll be needing it." I say before walking off stage.
Azalia
That night was very long. After dinner we watched for the training scores. It took forever to get through them all. I got an eleven and topaz got a ten.
"good job Azalia!" topaz beamed at me.
"Thanks you did great too." I got dressed then made my way to get interviewed. Topaz caught up with me and put his arm around my shoulder.
"hey you'll do great." he says as I must look worried for the interview.
My turn soon came.
"hello you must be Azalia Jocylinn."
"yes and you must be the interview guy that's here every year." I joke.
"haha yes I am. So Azalia we recognize you from being associated with family and friends that went into the games."
"yes Isabella Joyclinn and Mason Tsagrinos."
" Isabella came here seven years ago am I correct?"
"ya I was chosen when I was twelve and she didn't want me to go in so she took my place."
"well now you actually get the chance to go. Is that a good or bad thing?"
"I've always dreamt of coming to the Capitol so it is defiantly good."
"and mason Tsagrinos he was second to victor last year." Before I answer I see topaz with a look on his face saying "oh no here she goes again!"
"ya he was." a tear may have escaped but I let it pass.
"I heard that you two had gotten married right?"
"yes it was a beautiful wedding with all of my family and friends but we were still eighteen and the reaping was a few weeks later."
He sees my sadness so try's to change the subject. "since you are part of the careers do you have ally's?"
"ya almost everyone from one, two, and four."
" woah that a whole lot of people. So tell me what are your thoughts on that topaz boy."
"topaz?"
"yes the boy from one in your age group who volunteered."
"he's a nice guy and I know him pretty well because he was Masons best friend."
"oh so do you like him at all. I mean with seven victors you could add a little love in."
"after Mason died i'd promised myself that I'd never love again. Too much heart brake." I hated admitting it to myself but I was falling for him.
"That makes sense. I've heard a rumor that you planned on volunteering."
"ya I did. I didn't plan on coming back but I will still try. I have a good chance anyway."
"if you do die in the arena what is something that you would want to tell everyone back home?"
" if I were to die? Well If I die young, bury me in satin Lay me down on a, bed of roses Sink me in the river, at dawn Send me away with the words of a love song."
"so you would tell them how you want your funeral?"
"preety much. I'm the party type of girl." He laughs then says. "thank you for sharing a little about your life with us Azalia."
Abby
I stared at the tv screen as I awaited my training score. First the younger tributes from district one popped up then me. I saw a picture of my face next to a number eleven. I let a squeal of excitement escape my mouth. The next day I was dressed up for my interview. Before I knew it I was on the stage being asked questions.
"so Abigail what is it like in your home in district two?" the interviewer asks me.
" well I live with parents and three older siblings. My parents are usually busy so my brother peter is like a father to me even though he is only sixteen. Each of them are two years younger than the other but I'm three years younger than my youngest older brother Andrew. So they are all really protective over me."
" so I assume that they were sad to see you leaving?"
"yes but I already do have many valuable skills. If I weren't from two I doubt that I would be ready for the games at all." "and how old are you?"
"nine."
"nine?!"
"yes nine." I say plainly.
"how did you manage to get that eleven in training. That was amazing considering that I saw a few ones."
" we'll I just showed them what I was really good at."
"well you are little but you still have a reason to be feared. Give it up for Abigail Williams!"
Tess
The highest training scores were elevens and I got a ten. That was an accomplishment for me although it wasn't really important to the games.
Before the interview I had to wait quite a while for my turn. Finally my name was called.
" hello Lutessa would you mind if I called you Tess?"
"I'm sorry but I would." it was my nickname and I didn't want the Capitol having it.
"okay then Lutessa, how are you liking the Capitol?"
"I like it. It's a nice place."
" that's good. So tell us more about yourself."
" there's not that much to know about me really. I mean if you asked a specific question I'd be happy to answer it."
" well what is that necklace that you wear for."
"oh this..." I start to think hard about some lie I could say. Why should I have to tell them. "it was given to me when I said my goodbyes."
"oh tell us about the person. Was it you're lover?"
"ya. My boyfriend Oliver gave it to me."
"oh so I'm sure that you both want to see each other again."
"yes very much."
" so just get in the too seven and wahlah you have you're wish."
"I really wish that winning was that simple."
"ya too bad it isn't. I understand that your father is district twelves mayor am I correct?" "yes."
"what was it like being chosen under those circumstances?"
"very........ Surprising."
"well we are out of time. Good luck in the games.
"thank you I'll be needing it." I say before walking off stage.
Azalia
That night was very long. After dinner we watched for the training scores. It took forever to get through them all. I got an eleven and topaz got a ten.
"good job Azalia!" topaz beamed at me.
"Thanks you did great too." I got dressed then made my way to get interviewed. Topaz caught up with me and put his arm around my shoulder.
"hey you'll do great." he says as I must look worried for the interview.
My turn soon came.
"hello you must be Azalia Jocylinn."
"yes and you must be the interview guy that's here every year." I joke.
"haha yes I am. So Azalia we recognize you from being associated with family and friends that went into the games."
"yes Isabella Joyclinn and Mason Tsagrinos."
" Isabella came here seven years ago am I correct?"
"ya I was chosen when I was twelve and she didn't want me to go in so she took my place."
"well now you actually get the chance to go. Is that a good or bad thing?"
"I've always dreamt of coming to the Capitol so it is defiantly good."
"and mason Tsagrinos he was second to victor last year." Before I answer I see topaz with a look on his face saying "oh no here she goes again!"
"ya he was." a tear may have escaped but I let it pass.
"I heard that you two had gotten married right?"
"yes it was a beautiful wedding with all of my family and friends but we were still eighteen and the reaping was a few weeks later."
He sees my sadness so try's to change the subject. "since you are part of the careers do you have ally's?"
"ya almost everyone from one, two, and four."
" woah that a whole lot of people. So tell me what are your thoughts on that topaz boy."
"topaz?"
"yes the boy from one in your age group who volunteered."
"he's a nice guy and I know him pretty well because he was Masons best friend."
"oh so do you like him at all. I mean with seven victors you could add a little love in."
"after Mason died i'd promised myself that I'd never love again. Too much heart brake." I hated admitting it to myself but I was falling for him.
"That makes sense. I've heard a rumor that you planned on volunteering."
"ya I did. I didn't plan on coming back but I will still try. I have a good chance anyway."
"if you do die in the arena what is something that you would want to tell everyone back home?"
" if I were to die? Well If I die young, bury me in satin Lay me down on a, bed of roses Sink me in the river, at dawn Send me away with the words of a love song."
"so you would tell them how you want your funeral?"
"preety much. I'm the party type of girl." He laughs then says. "thank you for sharing a little about your life with us Azalia."
Abby
I stared at the tv screen as I awaited my training score. First the younger tributes from district one popped up then me. I saw a picture of my face next to a number eleven. I let a squeal of excitement escape my mouth. The next day I was dressed up for my interview. Before I knew it I was on the stage being asked questions.
"so Abigail what is it like in your home in district two?" the interviewer asks me.
" well I live with parents and three older siblings. My parents are usually busy so my brother peter is like a father to me even though he is only sixteen. Each of them are two years younger than the other but I'm three years younger than my youngest older brother Andrew. So they are all really protective over me."
" so I assume that they were sad to see you leaving?"
"yes but I already do have many valuable skills. If I weren't from two I doubt that I would be ready for the games at all." "and how old are you?"
"nine."
"nine?!"
"yes nine." I say plainly.
"how did you manage to get that eleven in training. That was amazing considering that I saw a few ones."
" we'll I just showed them what I was really good at."
"well you are little but you still have a reason to be feared. Give it up for Abigail Williams!"
Losing him was BLUE like I've never known
Missing him was DARK GREY all alone
FORGETTING him was like trying to know someone you never met
But loving him was RED
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Topaz's Interview POV
We watched the training scores. I got a 10. Pretty good. My dad got a 10 when he won. Then Azalia got an 11! Amazing! "Good job!" I said to Azalia, beaming at her.
"You did great too." she replied.
My mentor decided I should go for the humble, charming angle as he thought I was good-looking enough to pull it off. My outfit was really good too. It was a nice suit and my hair was sprinkled with silver. I saw Azalia's interview first. I saw Azalia was sad when she was talking about Mason. And then Caesar asked her if she liked me! That's a really mean question since her husband just died last year. I was really proud of her. She handled the interview well. The audience seem to like her. Then it was my turn. "So Topaz what's life like back home?'
"Well, I live with my mother and father and my sister in the Vicotr's Village. My sister is only 11. I love her very much so I try and protect her as much as I can."
"I've heard both your parents were victors of previous hunger games! How did they feel when you were reaped?"
"They felt worried at first but I think that was because they thought someone would volunteer for me!" I can hear laughter from the crowd. "Seriously though, they were very supportive so hopefully I can win."
"Now a good looking boy like you must have a special girl at home right?"
"No Caesar I'm single."
"Hear that ladies! He's single!" Caesar says and I many girls in the audience scream or faint. The buzzer went off and I walked back stage.
I smile. There isn't a special girl. Yet. But I think I might be falling for Azalia. She's just so kind and mature and so much smarter than the other girls back home. Oh well, hopefully we can both win and come home. I know I will ndo what ever it takes to bring us both back home.
@Azalia: I read your POV and now I understand the relationship with Topaz. Just letting you know he IS falling in love with you! He likes you a lot and wants to protect you. Can this romance continue? If so, great, because I've got great things planned for Topaz and Azalia :)
@Charter: Do your Training POVs, Private Training and Interviews!!
@Everbody: I've got great plans for the arena! You'll be happy when It's announced. Let's just say it's very unique and NONE of the tributes will be prepared for what's coming.
We watched the training scores. I got a 10. Pretty good. My dad got a 10 when he won. Then Azalia got an 11! Amazing! "Good job!" I said to Azalia, beaming at her.
"You did great too." she replied.
My mentor decided I should go for the humble, charming angle as he thought I was good-looking enough to pull it off. My outfit was really good too. It was a nice suit and my hair was sprinkled with silver. I saw Azalia's interview first. I saw Azalia was sad when she was talking about Mason. And then Caesar asked her if she liked me! That's a really mean question since her husband just died last year. I was really proud of her. She handled the interview well. The audience seem to like her. Then it was my turn. "So Topaz what's life like back home?'
"Well, I live with my mother and father and my sister in the Vicotr's Village. My sister is only 11. I love her very much so I try and protect her as much as I can."
"I've heard both your parents were victors of previous hunger games! How did they feel when you were reaped?"
"They felt worried at first but I think that was because they thought someone would volunteer for me!" I can hear laughter from the crowd. "Seriously though, they were very supportive so hopefully I can win."
"Now a good looking boy like you must have a special girl at home right?"
"No Caesar I'm single."
"Hear that ladies! He's single!" Caesar says and I many girls in the audience scream or faint. The buzzer went off and I walked back stage.
I smile. There isn't a special girl. Yet. But I think I might be falling for Azalia. She's just so kind and mature and so much smarter than the other girls back home. Oh well, hopefully we can both win and come home. I know I will ndo what ever it takes to bring us both back home.
@Azalia: I read your POV and now I understand the relationship with Topaz. Just letting you know he IS falling in love with you! He likes you a lot and wants to protect you. Can this romance continue? If so, great, because I've got great things planned for Topaz and Azalia :)
@Charter: Do your Training POVs, Private Training and Interviews!!
@Everbody: I've got great plans for the arena! You'll be happy when It's announced. Let's just say it's very unique and NONE of the tributes will be prepared for what's coming.
'I'm a gangster in an Oprah suit but I'm not like a mean gangster, I'm a nice gangster with a smile!' ~ Cirie Fields, Survivor contestant
Topaz Rhyder, District 1
Posted at: 2:07 am on July 10, 2012
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Ruella's Interview POV
I recieved an 8 as my Training score. I was very happy. the flying around the gym equipment must have paid off! Charter scored a 10 though, that's amazing! Kaitlyn scored a 9 and Fellei scored an 8.
Finding my interview angle wasn't too hard. You just have to look at me to see it. Innocent, pretty, cute, sweet, delicat, fragile little girl who couldn't hurt a fly. Basically I had to act really young and excited to be in the Capitol. My interview outfit supported this theme. I was dressed in a simple aqua blue dress that went down to my knees, that had a beautigul lace trim and puffy sleeves that stopped at my shoulder! It was so beautiful! My silky black hair was done up in a nice ponytail with an aqua ribbon. This dress was similar to the ones I wear at home, even perhaps better. I wore ballet flats on my feet and was instructed to stand on the balls of my feet, just like what Rue used to do. Thinking about it now my whole outfit looks very similar to Rue's. My mentor also told me to bring Rue up to get sponsors.
It was my turn. A hush fell on the audience as I fluttered my way to Caesar. He spoke very sweetly to me. He complimented me on my training score amnd asked about my family.
"I have two younger sisters called Mahogany and Ebony and an older brother called Thorne. My parents are very protective of me and were very sad to see me leave.
"What will be your best asset in the arena?"
"I'm small and hard to catch and if they can't catch me, they can't kill me can they?" I reply and a look of recognition crosses Caesars face. He has heard that reply before. I smile.
"Are you related by any chance to a tribute from the 74th Hunger Games named Rue?"
"Yes I am. She was my great grandmother's older sister."
"I knew it! You look very similar to her. And that necklace, is that your district token?"
"Yes, in fact this was the same district token Rue had in the Games. She said it was for good luck. I will wear it for good luck too."
The buzzer goes off. "Well unfortunatley we're out of time! Thank you for talking to us, Ruella, descendant of Rue!"
I walk off feeling very happy. Rue did quite well in her games. She got to the top 7. the sponsors will remember her resourcefulness and realise I would be just as resourceful. It's the truth, I am. I sit down and I can see the other tributes watching me. I've made an impression. Hopefully the memory of Rue will help me survive.
I recieved an 8 as my Training score. I was very happy. the flying around the gym equipment must have paid off! Charter scored a 10 though, that's amazing! Kaitlyn scored a 9 and Fellei scored an 8.
Finding my interview angle wasn't too hard. You just have to look at me to see it. Innocent, pretty, cute, sweet, delicat, fragile little girl who couldn't hurt a fly. Basically I had to act really young and excited to be in the Capitol. My interview outfit supported this theme. I was dressed in a simple aqua blue dress that went down to my knees, that had a beautigul lace trim and puffy sleeves that stopped at my shoulder! It was so beautiful! My silky black hair was done up in a nice ponytail with an aqua ribbon. This dress was similar to the ones I wear at home, even perhaps better. I wore ballet flats on my feet and was instructed to stand on the balls of my feet, just like what Rue used to do. Thinking about it now my whole outfit looks very similar to Rue's. My mentor also told me to bring Rue up to get sponsors.
It was my turn. A hush fell on the audience as I fluttered my way to Caesar. He spoke very sweetly to me. He complimented me on my training score amnd asked about my family.
"I have two younger sisters called Mahogany and Ebony and an older brother called Thorne. My parents are very protective of me and were very sad to see me leave.
"What will be your best asset in the arena?"
"I'm small and hard to catch and if they can't catch me, they can't kill me can they?" I reply and a look of recognition crosses Caesars face. He has heard that reply before. I smile.
"Are you related by any chance to a tribute from the 74th Hunger Games named Rue?"
"Yes I am. She was my great grandmother's older sister."
"I knew it! You look very similar to her. And that necklace, is that your district token?"
"Yes, in fact this was the same district token Rue had in the Games. She said it was for good luck. I will wear it for good luck too."
The buzzer goes off. "Well unfortunatley we're out of time! Thank you for talking to us, Ruella, descendant of Rue!"
I walk off feeling very happy. Rue did quite well in her games. She got to the top 7. the sponsors will remember her resourcefulness and realise I would be just as resourceful. It's the truth, I am. I sit down and I can see the other tributes watching me. I've made an impression. Hopefully the memory of Rue will help me survive.
'I'm a gangster in an Oprah suit but I'm not like a mean gangster, I'm a nice gangster with a smile!' ~ Cirie Fields, Survivor contestant
Topaz Rhyder, District 1
Posted at: 2:26 am on July 10, 2012
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Hm...a lot of people are going poof!!! These games will go really quickly if people go poof!!!
I knew this would happen...it was all going way too easily....maybe I should lower the amount of victors...as an incentive...
Plz don't make me do that!!! Write your POVs!!!
@Audrey: Plz write Isabel's POVs! And can Audrey be still friends with Isabel 'cause otherwise you've kinda left Isabel to die...I had a great idea for Isabel and Hannah/Audrey and now you've wrecked it! Oh well, just write Isabel's POVs or I'll kill her off and Audrey could be next after that!! You better write them..you abandoned your rp where Grace Tanaka was supposed to win so yeah, I'm not happy.
@Tasnia: Plz write your POVs! That includes Quellia and Kole!! Just write them plz!
@Everybody: you need to write separate POVs for each of your characters! Don't just abandon your other characters!!
@Anyone who wants to join: we need more people!! If you wanna join, plz do and write your POVs straight after the application!!
@Everyone: Write your POVs
@People who have done all POVs (Azalia, Jaz, me etc.): Get people to write their POVs plz!! I f they're on other rps, get them to write their POVs!! Everyone's going poof!! Help!!
I knew this would happen...it was all going way too easily....maybe I should lower the amount of victors...as an incentive...
Plz don't make me do that!!! Write your POVs!!!
@Audrey: Plz write Isabel's POVs! And can Audrey be still friends with Isabel 'cause otherwise you've kinda left Isabel to die...I had a great idea for Isabel and Hannah/Audrey and now you've wrecked it! Oh well, just write Isabel's POVs or I'll kill her off and Audrey could be next after that!! You better write them..you abandoned your rp where Grace Tanaka was supposed to win so yeah, I'm not happy.
@Tasnia: Plz write your POVs! That includes Quellia and Kole!! Just write them plz!
@Everybody: you need to write separate POVs for each of your characters! Don't just abandon your other characters!!
@Anyone who wants to join: we need more people!! If you wanna join, plz do and write your POVs straight after the application!!
@Everyone: Write your POVs
@People who have done all POVs (Azalia, Jaz, me etc.): Get people to write their POVs plz!! I f they're on other rps, get them to write their POVs!! Everyone's going poof!! Help!!
'I'm a gangster in an Oprah suit but I'm not like a mean gangster, I'm a nice gangster with a smile!' ~ Cirie Fields, Survivor contestant
Topaz Rhyder, District 1
Posted at: 3:50 am on July 11, 2012
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LISEN TOPAZ
im gonna go do the training
i think i did the outher stuff
i will do the trianing
but not today
its 4AM and ive been on MB for about a little over a hour now
i dont feel like writeing 3 totaly diffrent POV's for anouther 45 minutes at 4AM in the morning
you can see the logic behind that
mabey tommrow
well techinicly today
cause its techinicly going to be today at like 12 aclock
but you know what i mean /=
i think this might be the last ost to check, not sure, i should go check again
bye (=
im gonna go do the training
i think i did the outher stuff
i will do the trianing
but not today
its 4AM and ive been on MB for about a little over a hour now
i dont feel like writeing 3 totaly diffrent POV's for anouther 45 minutes at 4AM in the morning
you can see the logic behind that
mabey tommrow
well techinicly today
cause its techinicly going to be today at like 12 aclock
but you know what i mean /=
i think this might be the last ost to check, not sure, i should go check again
bye (=
Its A Chain, The Links Break, But With A Little Work, It Can Become Connected Again
~Charter Hold, The 80th Hunger Games Winner
I'm A Ninja
~Export Hold, the 1st Hunger Games Winner
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SOOO SORRY! I went on a holiday, and I only got back yesterday! I'll do all of them in one:
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Iris Goodbye's:
I was in the justice building, and I had just gotten over my shock. Now, I was confident I would win.
"Hey there, sister!" My brother Talles cheerfuly stated as he bounced in, leading the rest of my family with him.
"Hey Talles! I bet I'll win! I AM from D1 after all!" I replied confidently.
"Iris... Happy birthday. And may the odds be EVER in your favour. I really hope you DO come back." My father whispered solemly.
I opened the present, and inside I found a beautiful headdress. It was a drop-down silver chain with a piece of Tigereye in the middle, shaped like a teardrop.
"Thank you. It's beautiful!" I almost whispered myself in awe.
"Well, goodbye time is up!" Dehlila, our escourt, stated cheerfully.
"Follow me, tributes!" She stated even MORE cheerfully.
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Iris Train:
Here I am, sitting in my cabin.
Now that I'm alone, I can finally shed a tear.
"I wish that it was anyone but me and my brother!" I sobbed into my pillow.
After about 5 hours of weeping, I finally fell asleep.
When I woke up, we were in the Capitol.
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Iris Chariot:
I met my stylist, Alisha. She was pretty nice! And she had a GREAT sense of fasion!
When it was finally time to begin, the District one tributes lined up.
I noticed that for each age range, there was a different theme.
With the 6-11, it was glitter everywhere!
With the 12-18, which is me, it was Velvet with silver and gold.
With the 19-25, it was Jewels.
"And now, the District one tributes,
...
...
Iris,
...
Azalia,
AND
...!
We all rode out on our chariots, with the young ones first, then me and the boy, then Azalia and the man.
In case you don't know what I was wearing, here is the description:
A black velvet top with golden butterflies and golden sequins on the neck, hem, and sleeves,
A pair of Black velvet pants with golden vines,
A pair of golden ballet flats,
And An Ancient Egyptian headdress.
It was amazing! I could hear the crowd roaring our names, and I knew that we would have many sponsors.
Then, as District one came to the end of the track, the D2 tributes were unleashed.
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Iris Training:
I woke up the next morning, with a ready-to-go attitude. I knew that today, we would start training, and I was excited to show my skills.
I got dressed, and I found myself wearing a jumpsuit that was black with red and blue streaks on the sleeves, middle, and pants. The pants were short. I was glad of that, as I HATE long pants.*
In the training centre, I met the other tributes. I looked around, and decided that if I was a Career, (Which, being from D1 I was,) it was a good thing that there was so many of us! I didn't like the Girl from 12, or the boy from 7. They were both too shy. If you are in the Hunger Games, you have to be ready!
"Now, go to the stations!" I heard our head trainer, Hannah say.
Immediately, I ran to the spear-throwing station. I was pretty good, but my brother was better still. I thought that if I could train with as many weapons as possible, then even if they had no knives, I could use another weapon.
When I finished here, I bumped into the District 12 girl.
"EEP!" She squealed, then ran off.
"WHAT A LOSER!" I thought.**
About 5 hours later, training for today finished. I was pleased with my work.
The next day was basically the same, and I trained with as many weapons as possible.
Tomorrow was my private session, and I HAD to impress the gamemakers!
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Iris Training Score:
Well, I woke up bright and early again.
Of course, I immediately got dressed and headed for the training centre. We were lined up by District order, with the ones in front.
They called the first girl. I wished her luck.
She came out looking satisfied, and they called the boy.
He also came out looking satisfied. Now it was my turn:
"Iris Van Hilt!" As they called my name, I got up and strided into the room.
There were 2 dummies in the corner, and the gamemakers sat at a long table.
"Now Iris. Show us what you can do. The other two were pretty good, but I hope you will be better." The head gamemaker stated to me.
I instinctively picked up a knife set. I threw one, and it hit dead centre.
I began to fling them with my eyes closed. The all hit dead centre.
Then, I picked up a spear, and threw it. It wasn't as stable as my knife skills, but it still hit the target in the centre circle, just not dead centre.
I threw another one. It hit dead centre this time.
Then, I picked up a mace, swung it around a few times, and hit the dummies with it.
"Wow. You are dismissed." The head gamemaker stated to me.
Later that evening, I was watching the training scores. I hid my eyes from the first two.
Then, they displayed a shot of me, and underneath was... A 7?!?!?
"A SEVEN? SERIOUSLY?! I DID ALL THAT WORK FOR NOTHING? I'M NOT EVEN IN THE CAREER AVERAGE RANGE!!"
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Iris Goodbye's:
I was in the justice building, and I had just gotten over my shock. Now, I was confident I would win.
"Hey there, sister!" My brother Talles cheerfuly stated as he bounced in, leading the rest of my family with him.
"Hey Talles! I bet I'll win! I AM from D1 after all!" I replied confidently.
"Iris... Happy birthday. And may the odds be EVER in your favour. I really hope you DO come back." My father whispered solemly.
I opened the present, and inside I found a beautiful headdress. It was a drop-down silver chain with a piece of Tigereye in the middle, shaped like a teardrop.
"Thank you. It's beautiful!" I almost whispered myself in awe.
"Well, goodbye time is up!" Dehlila, our escourt, stated cheerfully.
"Follow me, tributes!" She stated even MORE cheerfully.
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Iris Train:
Here I am, sitting in my cabin.
Now that I'm alone, I can finally shed a tear.
"I wish that it was anyone but me and my brother!" I sobbed into my pillow.
After about 5 hours of weeping, I finally fell asleep.
When I woke up, we were in the Capitol.
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Iris Chariot:
I met my stylist, Alisha. She was pretty nice! And she had a GREAT sense of fasion!
When it was finally time to begin, the District one tributes lined up.
I noticed that for each age range, there was a different theme.
With the 6-11, it was glitter everywhere!
With the 12-18, which is me, it was Velvet with silver and gold.
With the 19-25, it was Jewels.
"And now, the District one tributes,
...
...
Iris,
...
Azalia,
AND
...!
We all rode out on our chariots, with the young ones first, then me and the boy, then Azalia and the man.
In case you don't know what I was wearing, here is the description:
A black velvet top with golden butterflies and golden sequins on the neck, hem, and sleeves,
A pair of Black velvet pants with golden vines,
A pair of golden ballet flats,
And An Ancient Egyptian headdress.
It was amazing! I could hear the crowd roaring our names, and I knew that we would have many sponsors.
Then, as District one came to the end of the track, the D2 tributes were unleashed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Iris Training:
I woke up the next morning, with a ready-to-go attitude. I knew that today, we would start training, and I was excited to show my skills.
I got dressed, and I found myself wearing a jumpsuit that was black with red and blue streaks on the sleeves, middle, and pants. The pants were short. I was glad of that, as I HATE long pants.*
In the training centre, I met the other tributes. I looked around, and decided that if I was a Career, (Which, being from D1 I was,) it was a good thing that there was so many of us! I didn't like the Girl from 12, or the boy from 7. They were both too shy. If you are in the Hunger Games, you have to be ready!
"Now, go to the stations!" I heard our head trainer, Hannah say.
Immediately, I ran to the spear-throwing station. I was pretty good, but my brother was better still. I thought that if I could train with as many weapons as possible, then even if they had no knives, I could use another weapon.
When I finished here, I bumped into the District 12 girl.
"EEP!" She squealed, then ran off.
"WHAT A LOSER!" I thought.**
About 5 hours later, training for today finished. I was pleased with my work.
The next day was basically the same, and I trained with as many weapons as possible.
Tomorrow was my private session, and I HAD to impress the gamemakers!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Iris Training Score:
Well, I woke up bright and early again.
Of course, I immediately got dressed and headed for the training centre. We were lined up by District order, with the ones in front.
They called the first girl. I wished her luck.
She came out looking satisfied, and they called the boy.
He also came out looking satisfied. Now it was my turn:
"Iris Van Hilt!" As they called my name, I got up and strided into the room.
There were 2 dummies in the corner, and the gamemakers sat at a long table.
"Now Iris. Show us what you can do. The other two were pretty good, but I hope you will be better." The head gamemaker stated to me.
I instinctively picked up a knife set. I threw one, and it hit dead centre.
I began to fling them with my eyes closed. The all hit dead centre.
Then, I picked up a spear, and threw it. It wasn't as stable as my knife skills, but it still hit the target in the centre circle, just not dead centre.
I threw another one. It hit dead centre this time.
Then, I picked up a mace, swung it around a few times, and hit the dummies with it.
"Wow. You are dismissed." The head gamemaker stated to me.
Later that evening, I was watching the training scores. I hid my eyes from the first two.
Then, they displayed a shot of me, and underneath was... A 7?!?!?
"A SEVEN? SERIOUSLY?! I DID ALL THAT WORK FOR NOTHING? I'M NOT EVEN IN THE CAREER AVERAGE RANGE!!"
~Diamante~
"My truffles? You took them. That's just mean." ~ Opal
I will have my revenge, Artemis Fowl II...
Posted at: 5:09 am on July 11, 2012
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Iris Goodbye's:
I was in the justice building, and I had just gotten over my shock. Now, I was confident I would win.
"Hey there, sister!" My brother Talles cheerfuly stated as he bounced in, leading the rest of my family with him.
"Hey Talles! I bet I'll win! I AM from D1 after all!" I replied confidently.
"Iris... Happy birthday. And may the odds be EVER in your favour. I really hope you DO come back." My father whispered solemly.
I opened the present, and inside I found a beautiful headdress. It was a drop-down silver chain with a piece of Tigereye in the middle, shaped like a teardrop.
"Thank you. It's beautiful!" I almost whispered myself in awe.
"Well, goodbye time is up!" Dehlila, our escourt, stated cheerfully.
"Follow me, tributes!" She stated even MORE cheerfully.
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Iris Train:
Here I am, sitting in my cabin.
Now that I'm alone, I can finally shed a tear.
"I wish that it was anyone but me and my brother!" I sobbed into my pillow.
After about 5 hours of weeping, I finally fell asleep.
When I woke up, we were in the Capitol.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Iris Chariot:
I met my stylist, Alisha. She was pretty nice! And she had a GREAT sense of fasion!
When it was finally time to begin, the District one tributes lined up.
I noticed that for each age range, there was a different theme.
With the 6-11, it was glitter everywhere!
With the 12-18, which is me, it was Velvet with silver and gold.
With the 19-25, it was Jewels.
"And now, the District one tributes,
...
...
Iris,
...
Azalia,
AND
...!
We all rode out on our chariots, with the young ones first, then me and the boy, then Azalia and the man.
In case you don't know what I was wearing, here is the description:
A black velvet top with golden butterflies and golden sequins on the neck, hem, and sleeves,
A pair of Black velvet pants with golden vines,
A pair of golden ballet flats,
And An Ancient Egyptian headdress.
It was amazing! I could hear the crowd roaring our names, and I knew that we would have many sponsors.
Then, as District one came to the end of the track, the D2 tributes were unleashed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Iris Training:
I woke up the next morning, with a ready-to-go attitude. I knew that today, we would start training, and I was excited to show my skills.
I got dressed, and I found myself wearing a jumpsuit that was black with red and blue streaks on the sleeves, middle, and pants. The pants were short. I was glad of that, as I HATE long pants.*
In the training centre, I met the other tributes. I looked around, and decided that if I was a Career, (Which, being from D1 I was,) it was a good thing that there was so many of us! I didn't like the Girl from 12, or the boy from 7. They were both too shy. If you are in the Hunger Games, you have to be ready!
"Now, go to the stations!" I heard our head trainer, Hannah say.
Immediately, I ran to the spear-throwing station. I was pretty good, but my brother was better still. I thought that if I could train with as many weapons as possible, then even if they had no knives, I could use another weapon.
When I finished here, I bumped into the District 12 girl.
"EEP!" She squealed, then ran off.
"WHAT A LOSER!" I thought.**
About 5 hours later, training for today finished. I was pleased with my work.
The next day was basically the same, and I trained with as many weapons as possible.
Tomorrow was my private session, and I HAD to impress the gamemakers!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Iris Training Score:
Well, I woke up bright and early again.
Of course, I immediately got dressed and headed for the training centre. We were lined up by District order, with the ones in front.
They called the first girl. I wished her luck.
She came out looking satisfied, and they called the boy.
He also came out looking satisfied. Now it was my turn:
"Iris Van Hilt!" As they called my name, I got up and strided into the room.
There were 2 dummies in the corner, and the gamemakers sat at a long table.
"Now Iris. Show us what you can do. The other two were pretty good, but I hope you will be better." The head gamemaker stated to me.
I instinctively picked up a knife set. I threw one, and it hit dead centre.
I began to fling them with my eyes closed. The all hit dead centre.
Then, I picked up a spear, and threw it. It wasn't as stable as my knife skills, but it still hit the target in the centre circle, just not dead centre.
I threw another one. It hit dead centre this time.
Then, I picked up a mace, swung it around a few times, and hit the dummies with it.
"Wow. You are dismissed." The head gamemaker stated to me.
Later that evening, I was watching the training scores. I hid my eyes from the first two.
Then, they displayed a shot of me, and underneath was... A 7?!?!?
"A SEVEN? SERIOUSLY?! I DID ALL THAT WORK FOR NOTHING? I'M NOT EVEN IN THE CAREER AVERAGE RANGE!!" I yelled.
Then, in a temper, I stormed off to my room.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Iris Interview:
Tonight was the interview. That meant that tomorrow was the Hunger Games.
Good thing I had on the most BEAUTIFUL outfit I could possibly hope to have.
It was a navy blue with ice-blue gossamer dress, which made me look like I was floating. It was a one-shoulder dress.
I also had a dark blue scarf wrapped around my neck and shoulders, with an overlap on my neck.
My shoes were dainty flats in Ice-blue.
I also, to my surprise, had a pair of fairy wings.
And I was allowed to wear my drop-down headdress.
So, the staff lined us up in District order again.
I zoned out for the two first interviews, but during one of the interviews, they must have attached a thin wire to me, because when they called my name, I found myself flying onstage.
A collective gasp went up from the crowd.
"Well, ladies and gentlemen, have you ever seen something so well-put-together as that opening act!" Caesar cheerfully opened my interview as I was lowered into my chair.
"So, Iris, what is your opinion on the games?" Caesar asked me.
"It's my time to shine!" I exclaimed, a confident smile appearing on my face.
"That's the attitude! Now, for a career, how do you feel about getting a 7?" Caesar inquired rather seriously.
"I think that I should have gotten a higher score!" I stated, glaring at the gamemakers, who shivered.
"Well, that's okay. So, is there anyone you would like to give a message to?" Caesar asked me.
"Yes, actually there is. Talles, if you're watching this, just know that I will try my hardest to win, for you." I softly said, looking directly at the camera.
"BZZZZ! Well, Miss Iris, it appears we are out of time! Now ladies and gentlemen, what did you think of that!" He stated as I flew off the stage again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I won't do my Cornucopia POV yet, as I'm not sure if I should.
~Misty~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Iris Goodbye's:
I was in the justice building, and I had just gotten over my shock. Now, I was confident I would win.
"Hey there, sister!" My brother Talles cheerfuly stated as he bounced in, leading the rest of my family with him.
"Hey Talles! I bet I'll win! I AM from D1 after all!" I replied confidently.
"Iris... Happy birthday. And may the odds be EVER in your favour. I really hope you DO come back." My father whispered solemly.
I opened the present, and inside I found a beautiful headdress. It was a drop-down silver chain with a piece of Tigereye in the middle, shaped like a teardrop.
"Thank you. It's beautiful!" I almost whispered myself in awe.
"Well, goodbye time is up!" Dehlila, our escourt, stated cheerfully.
"Follow me, tributes!" She stated even MORE cheerfully.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Iris Train:
Here I am, sitting in my cabin.
Now that I'm alone, I can finally shed a tear.
"I wish that it was anyone but me and my brother!" I sobbed into my pillow.
After about 5 hours of weeping, I finally fell asleep.
When I woke up, we were in the Capitol.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Iris Chariot:
I met my stylist, Alisha. She was pretty nice! And she had a GREAT sense of fasion!
When it was finally time to begin, the District one tributes lined up.
I noticed that for each age range, there was a different theme.
With the 6-11, it was glitter everywhere!
With the 12-18, which is me, it was Velvet with silver and gold.
With the 19-25, it was Jewels.
"And now, the District one tributes,
...
...
Iris,
...
Azalia,
AND
...!
We all rode out on our chariots, with the young ones first, then me and the boy, then Azalia and the man.
In case you don't know what I was wearing, here is the description:
A black velvet top with golden butterflies and golden sequins on the neck, hem, and sleeves,
A pair of Black velvet pants with golden vines,
A pair of golden ballet flats,
And An Ancient Egyptian headdress.
It was amazing! I could hear the crowd roaring our names, and I knew that we would have many sponsors.
Then, as District one came to the end of the track, the D2 tributes were unleashed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Iris Training:
I woke up the next morning, with a ready-to-go attitude. I knew that today, we would start training, and I was excited to show my skills.
I got dressed, and I found myself wearing a jumpsuit that was black with red and blue streaks on the sleeves, middle, and pants. The pants were short. I was glad of that, as I HATE long pants.*
In the training centre, I met the other tributes. I looked around, and decided that if I was a Career, (Which, being from D1 I was,) it was a good thing that there was so many of us! I didn't like the Girl from 12, or the boy from 7. They were both too shy. If you are in the Hunger Games, you have to be ready!
"Now, go to the stations!" I heard our head trainer, Hannah say.
Immediately, I ran to the spear-throwing station. I was pretty good, but my brother was better still. I thought that if I could train with as many weapons as possible, then even if they had no knives, I could use another weapon.
When I finished here, I bumped into the District 12 girl.
"EEP!" She squealed, then ran off.
"WHAT A LOSER!" I thought.**
About 5 hours later, training for today finished. I was pleased with my work.
The next day was basically the same, and I trained with as many weapons as possible.
Tomorrow was my private session, and I HAD to impress the gamemakers!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Iris Training Score:
Well, I woke up bright and early again.
Of course, I immediately got dressed and headed for the training centre. We were lined up by District order, with the ones in front.
They called the first girl. I wished her luck.
She came out looking satisfied, and they called the boy.
He also came out looking satisfied. Now it was my turn:
"Iris Van Hilt!" As they called my name, I got up and strided into the room.
There were 2 dummies in the corner, and the gamemakers sat at a long table.
"Now Iris. Show us what you can do. The other two were pretty good, but I hope you will be better." The head gamemaker stated to me.
I instinctively picked up a knife set. I threw one, and it hit dead centre.
I began to fling them with my eyes closed. The all hit dead centre.
Then, I picked up a spear, and threw it. It wasn't as stable as my knife skills, but it still hit the target in the centre circle, just not dead centre.
I threw another one. It hit dead centre this time.
Then, I picked up a mace, swung it around a few times, and hit the dummies with it.
"Wow. You are dismissed." The head gamemaker stated to me.
Later that evening, I was watching the training scores. I hid my eyes from the first two.
Then, they displayed a shot of me, and underneath was... A 7?!?!?
"A SEVEN? SERIOUSLY?! I DID ALL THAT WORK FOR NOTHING? I'M NOT EVEN IN THE CAREER AVERAGE RANGE!!" I yelled.
Then, in a temper, I stormed off to my room.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Iris Interview:
Tonight was the interview. That meant that tomorrow was the Hunger Games.
Good thing I had on the most BEAUTIFUL outfit I could possibly hope to have.
It was a navy blue with ice-blue gossamer dress, which made me look like I was floating. It was a one-shoulder dress.
I also had a dark blue scarf wrapped around my neck and shoulders, with an overlap on my neck.
My shoes were dainty flats in Ice-blue.
I also, to my surprise, had a pair of fairy wings.
And I was allowed to wear my drop-down headdress.
So, the staff lined us up in District order again.
I zoned out for the two first interviews, but during one of the interviews, they must have attached a thin wire to me, because when they called my name, I found myself flying onstage.
A collective gasp went up from the crowd.
"Well, ladies and gentlemen, have you ever seen something so well-put-together as that opening act!" Caesar cheerfully opened my interview as I was lowered into my chair.
"So, Iris, what is your opinion on the games?" Caesar asked me.
"It's my time to shine!" I exclaimed, a confident smile appearing on my face.
"That's the attitude! Now, for a career, how do you feel about getting a 7?" Caesar inquired rather seriously.
"I think that I should have gotten a higher score!" I stated, glaring at the gamemakers, who shivered.
"Well, that's okay. So, is there anyone you would like to give a message to?" Caesar asked me.
"Yes, actually there is. Talles, if you're watching this, just know that I will try my hardest to win, for you." I softly said, looking directly at the camera.
"BZZZZ! Well, Miss Iris, it appears we are out of time! Now ladies and gentlemen, what did you think of that!" He stated as I flew off the stage again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I won't do my Cornucopia POV yet, as I'm not sure if I should.
~Misty~
~Diamante~
"My truffles? You took them. That's just mean." ~ Opal
I will have my revenge, Artemis Fowl II...
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The 150th Hunger Games-the cruelest Quarter Quell Ever!! Plz join!!!
BEFORE THE GAMES
I can't believe it.
I have just gotten a nine in training.
"Is this even possible?" I question myself.
I sit on top of my bed in my room.
I wander outside. I've done everything I can.
And it paid off.
I see Ashia.
"Ashia! It's me Lilly!" I yell.
"Hi Lilly! I'm coming!" Ashia yells back. She runs towards me her arms out wide.
"You'll NEVER believe what I got in training! A NINE!" I say excited.
Ashia's jaws drop. " A nine?" she asks. "That's awesome Lilly!"
"I know. I hope it's enough to get me through the Games." I tell her.
Today Ashia looks amazing. Sparkling blue eyeshadow that matches her light blue eyes. Perfect amount of brown mascara. Red lipstip. Blushed pink cheeks. A beautiful green blouse made of silk that drops down to her waist. Black pants. High heeled boots. Her light brown hair is combed to the side. She looks amazing. Like always.
"Ashia, could you do me a favor?" I ask her out of the blue. But I need this so if worth asking.
"Anything for you. Wat'cha need?" she answers.
"A white silk gown. For sleeping. I need to sleep. Anything as comfortable as silk will help." I tell her.
"Sure. One moment," she says in a soothing tone.
She walks down he hall to an office. She walks in, grabs a key, walks to a storage closet and grabs a thin strapped silk grown. The best.
"Ah. Here'ya are," she says handing it to me.
"Thanks, Ashia," I tell her. I walk back into my cabin and lock the door. I strip down into underwear, and put on my gown. I lay down on my bed until sleep takes me over......
The next morning, it's the Games. I can't believe this. It's insane. Already time. I wait. I can't believe this. I might DIE today. This horrible. I'm a wreck....I'm done. It feels like that atleast. And all I can do is wait....
I can't believe it.
I have just gotten a nine in training.
"Is this even possible?" I question myself.
I sit on top of my bed in my room.
I wander outside. I've done everything I can.
And it paid off.
I see Ashia.
"Ashia! It's me Lilly!" I yell.
"Hi Lilly! I'm coming!" Ashia yells back. She runs towards me her arms out wide.
"You'll NEVER believe what I got in training! A NINE!" I say excited.
Ashia's jaws drop. " A nine?" she asks. "That's awesome Lilly!"
"I know. I hope it's enough to get me through the Games." I tell her.
Today Ashia looks amazing. Sparkling blue eyeshadow that matches her light blue eyes. Perfect amount of brown mascara. Red lipstip. Blushed pink cheeks. A beautiful green blouse made of silk that drops down to her waist. Black pants. High heeled boots. Her light brown hair is combed to the side. She looks amazing. Like always.
"Ashia, could you do me a favor?" I ask her out of the blue. But I need this so if worth asking.
"Anything for you. Wat'cha need?" she answers.
"A white silk gown. For sleeping. I need to sleep. Anything as comfortable as silk will help." I tell her.
"Sure. One moment," she says in a soothing tone.
She walks down he hall to an office. She walks in, grabs a key, walks to a storage closet and grabs a thin strapped silk grown. The best.
"Ah. Here'ya are," she says handing it to me.
"Thanks, Ashia," I tell her. I walk back into my cabin and lock the door. I strip down into underwear, and put on my gown. I lay down on my bed until sleep takes me over......
The next morning, it's the Games. I can't believe this. It's insane. Already time. I wait. I can't believe this. I might DIE today. This horrible. I'm a wreck....I'm done. It feels like that atleast. And all I can do is wait....
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A 7... a 7... I suck... AH!!!! UN-FINISHED SENTENCE!!! DANG IT!!!!!!
Erika's POV
I stare at the screen, waiting for my training score to show. My picture came on screen and a number appeared next to it.
A seven. I blinked. A seven. That's not good enough for me. I stood up to leave the room when Kole's number came on. A five. He cringed and put his hands in his head. I simply glanced at him sypatheticlly and left.
It was time for the interviews. I was wearing a sparkly short black dress with ruffles on the ends and my hair was in a fancy bun with a rose tucked to the side of it. My neck was being loosly surronded by a diamond necklace and dark blue eyeliner went over my eyes all because of my stylist, James. I have to tell you, he's good.
As my name was called, I put on my most dazzling smile and walked onto stage. Caeser smiled at me, and I sat down on my seat trying my best to look confident. Like I said before, I hate audiences. Oh wait, no I had said that I hated the parade. Nevermind. Same reason.
"So Erika, how's life here?" he asked me.
"Oh it's alright." I shrugged. "'Not quite what I'm accustomed to, but I can manage to almost anything."
"You think you can manage in the games?" He asked.
I laughed. "Oh please. This'll be cake. My LIFE is the hunger games."
"Really? So you've been in the games for eleven years?"
"I guess you could say that."
"Mm. Does your family have the same tolerance?" Caeser asked.
"Nah. They died a long time ago." I said carelessly. "But that dosen't matter much to me. I've already learned my lesson on what happens if you love someone."
A silence followed my words.
"Ouch... A little harsh, don't you think?" Caeser said cautiously.
I gave him steel ghost eyes. "Harsh?! Harsh words are nothing compared to harsh experiance."
Caeser raised his eyebrow. I bet he was wondering, where did that smiling eleven year old go? News flash, Caeser: She died 3 seconds ago.
"You're a tough little lady, aren't you?" Caeser said.
"Correction. I'm a tough little murderer." I replied grinning thinly. At that moment, the bell rang, signaling the end of my interview.
Thank the lord. I thought.
"Well that's the end of this interview everyone. This was Erika Veil!" Caeser announced. The audience cheered and I left the stage grinning suspiciously. When Kole took the stage, James came up to me and said, "That was... creepy. When I first met you, I thought you were a voiceless polite one. I guess I was wrong."
"I just have a second personality that shoots up every now and then." I answered quietly. Then I secretly slid my hand into his jacket pocket, brought out a mint and popped it in my mouth.
PS: I know. I'm a failure.
Erika's POV
I stare at the screen, waiting for my training score to show. My picture came on screen and a number appeared next to it.
A seven. I blinked. A seven. That's not good enough for me. I stood up to leave the room when Kole's number came on. A five. He cringed and put his hands in his head. I simply glanced at him sypatheticlly and left.
It was time for the interviews. I was wearing a sparkly short black dress with ruffles on the ends and my hair was in a fancy bun with a rose tucked to the side of it. My neck was being loosly surronded by a diamond necklace and dark blue eyeliner went over my eyes all because of my stylist, James. I have to tell you, he's good.
As my name was called, I put on my most dazzling smile and walked onto stage. Caeser smiled at me, and I sat down on my seat trying my best to look confident. Like I said before, I hate audiences. Oh wait, no I had said that I hated the parade. Nevermind. Same reason.
"So Erika, how's life here?" he asked me.
"Oh it's alright." I shrugged. "'Not quite what I'm accustomed to, but I can manage to almost anything."
"You think you can manage in the games?" He asked.
I laughed. "Oh please. This'll be cake. My LIFE is the hunger games."
"Really? So you've been in the games for eleven years?"
"I guess you could say that."
"Mm. Does your family have the same tolerance?" Caeser asked.
"Nah. They died a long time ago." I said carelessly. "But that dosen't matter much to me. I've already learned my lesson on what happens if you love someone."
A silence followed my words.
"Ouch... A little harsh, don't you think?" Caeser said cautiously.
I gave him steel ghost eyes. "Harsh?! Harsh words are nothing compared to harsh experiance."
Caeser raised his eyebrow. I bet he was wondering, where did that smiling eleven year old go? News flash, Caeser: She died 3 seconds ago.
"You're a tough little lady, aren't you?" Caeser said.
"Correction. I'm a tough little murderer." I replied grinning thinly. At that moment, the bell rang, signaling the end of my interview.
Thank the lord. I thought.
"Well that's the end of this interview everyone. This was Erika Veil!" Caeser announced. The audience cheered and I left the stage grinning suspiciously. When Kole took the stage, James came up to me and said, "That was... creepy. When I first met you, I thought you were a voiceless polite one. I guess I was wrong."
"I just have a second personality that shoots up every now and then." I answered quietly. Then I secretly slid my hand into his jacket pocket, brought out a mint and popped it in my mouth.
PS: I know. I'm a failure.
My name isSCOTCH TAPE.(actually it's Erika, but you know...)
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@SmartEagle7, I looked at the front page, and Lilly is my main, most important character. ****
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Mah POV:
Training/Private Training
I was glad that they had training, but I couldn’t say the same for private training. If you messed up on that, your number of sponsors just dropped, something I couldn’t afford after the successful parade.
There wasn’t much of anything to do in the training, so I just practiced what I wasn’t good at and observed other tributes strengths and weaknesses. I found out that I was really good with a bow and arrow, though I’d almost never used one in my life. The instructor seemed pleased.
Private training wasn’t as successful. I showed my acrobatic and throwing skills, but for some reason I messed up somehow one everything. My targeting of dummies went perfect until the last one where I majorly missed the target, and so on. The Gamemakers laughed at every fail. I got so frustrated I simply got a dagger, carved a “this is you” (extra large) on the floor and dumped some blood red paint on the marks. There was no need for further hints. I simply left.
Apparently the Gamemakers liked my attitude yet didn’t like it, so I ended up with a 9.
Not bad, I thought. I did beat Peeta on that.
Later that day Tess came up to me and asked if I wanted to be in an alliance with a group she was in.
“With who?” I asked.
“Charter, Ruella, Kaitlyn, and a few others.” She replied.
I shrugged. “Okay.”
I went to my room that night and sat awake thinking of all the possibilities that would happen tomorrow.
[The games are the next day, right? I forgot. I think they are, so that’s what I put in my POV. Correct me if I’m wrong‼]
Sorry for the shortness and abrupt ending, etc., I had to squeeze in time throughout the day (yesterday) to do this! I just didn’t have time to finish this properly. I just put it in now so you wouldn’t bloodbath me! [Or is it bloodbathe…?]
Training/Private Training
I was glad that they had training, but I couldn’t say the same for private training. If you messed up on that, your number of sponsors just dropped, something I couldn’t afford after the successful parade.
There wasn’t much of anything to do in the training, so I just practiced what I wasn’t good at and observed other tributes strengths and weaknesses. I found out that I was really good with a bow and arrow, though I’d almost never used one in my life. The instructor seemed pleased.
Private training wasn’t as successful. I showed my acrobatic and throwing skills, but for some reason I messed up somehow one everything. My targeting of dummies went perfect until the last one where I majorly missed the target, and so on. The Gamemakers laughed at every fail. I got so frustrated I simply got a dagger, carved a “this is you” (extra large) on the floor and dumped some blood red paint on the marks. There was no need for further hints. I simply left.
Apparently the Gamemakers liked my attitude yet didn’t like it, so I ended up with a 9.
Not bad, I thought. I did beat Peeta on that.
Later that day Tess came up to me and asked if I wanted to be in an alliance with a group she was in.
“With who?” I asked.
“Charter, Ruella, Kaitlyn, and a few others.” She replied.
I shrugged. “Okay.”
I went to my room that night and sat awake thinking of all the possibilities that would happen tomorrow.
[The games are the next day, right? I forgot. I think they are, so that’s what I put in my POV. Correct me if I’m wrong‼]
Sorry for the shortness and abrupt ending, etc., I had to squeeze in time throughout the day (yesterday) to do this! I just didn’t have time to finish this properly. I just put it in now so you wouldn’t bloodbath me! [Or is it bloodbathe…?]
The 150th Hunger Games-the cruelest Quarter Quell Ever!! Plz join!!!
Nevermind, now I know the interviews are next.
-Kade
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The 150th Hunger Games-the cruelest Quarter Quell Ever!! Plz join!!!
Okay so everyone write your povs!!!!!!!!! I hate just waiting for the next one to come forever because nobody posts there povs. So write them!!!!!! Usually when I don't have a pov to write I start saying random things that may or may not have to do with the hunger games. So last night I had a weird dream. It had to do with me babysitting these kids that my sister babysat last night. It was weird. Then girls camp came into it somehow and them a weird house with lots of different colored rooms like green pink and purple. I think I dreamt that because I don't like the color of my little sisters room and I'm trying to get her to change it. I always share weird dreams on here but I know that unless you saw them they wouldn't make anyy sense. So if you don't write your povs be prepared to feel my wrath. You will get so annoyed of all that I have to say and btw 38 days till the hunger games comes out on DVD and 14 days until I'm 14 I know I've said that I'm 14 already cuz that's easier than saying almost 14. My sister can get her permit on Saturday. So weird!!! If povs aren't written I have a ton more that I could say I havnt even really started yet and you know what this is kinda fun for me:D
Losing him was BLUE like I've never known
Missing him was DARK GREY all alone
FORGETTING him was like trying to know someone you never met
But loving him was RED
Posted at: 12:08 pm on July 11, 2012
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Topaz do ya wanna go to Cahill prom with me?
Losing him was BLUE like I've never known
Missing him was DARK GREY all alone
FORGETTING him was like trying to know someone you never met
But loving him was RED
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BEFORE THE GAMES; BREAKFAST
I change into a purple silk shirt with jeany shorts. I put hair up in a pony-tail. I walk out to the Dining Room. I sit down at my seat. Reserved special for me. District 8. I'm used to sewing all day. (That's what District 8 does). Now I'm eating like a queen. Eggs, bacon, fresh bread, toast, sausage, jams, jellies, peanut butter, spices, the best milk I've ever tasted, and lots and lots of juices. I help myself to everything I like. I drink as much water as possible.
I go back to bed and rest as much as I can. The scary thing is, I might die today. Or I could make it. I get upand go over to my bag. Three knives are in there. I throw one at a miror. It cracks. I throw another at miror even harder. Some glass shatters. My last throw. I throw with as much force as possible. It lands in the middle. The rest of the miror shatters. A window! It's bulletproof, shatterproof, everything proof. I look through the window. Trees and trees. The train finally stops. My stomachs rested. I'm rested. I have a ton of energy, 2 years of training behind me. And most importantly, I'm ready.
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Sorry I haven't been on here. Here's my POVs
Tasnia's POV ~ Goodbyes
I sigh as the Peacekeeperes escort me to a room in the Justice Building where I have to say my goodbyes.
First up, Aunt Leila, Uncle Jack, and Evelyn come in. Evelyn runs up to me and embraces me in a big hung, tears streaming down her face.
"Why? Why out of every person in District 13, it just HAS to be you? why>: Evelyn chokes in the middle of some words because of her crying.
"Ask that to the Capitol," I mutter, and then burst into tears myself.
After Evelyn pulls away, Aunt Leila gives me a big hug.
"I love you, sweetie. Try your best."
I nod. Uncle Jack says, "Stay Strong. Be Brave. I'm sure you can win."
In my mind, I think the total opposite. "I can't do it. I JUST CAN'T! I'm deader than Blaze and Xandira."
Evelyn gives me one final hug, and pins her Trillium Flower Pin to my dress."
"What? Evelyn, but-"
She cuts me off. "But nothing. Every tribute can take a token from their district to remember by. That is your token."
"Thanks Ev. I love you."
"I love you too... sister."
The yay she said sister makes me feel better inside. THen, they leave.
Tasnia's POV ~ The Train
I wipe tears from my face and get on the train. The boy tribute in my age group - Ethan Hawk - kept staring at me.
There were 5 other tributes from District 13: Lilifee Hemlock and Tyler Bucket from the 6-11 age group; Ethan Hawk and Tasnia Trillium (me!) from the 12-18 age group; Atom Spence and Tesla Fission from the 19-24 age group.
It was really boring on the Train, actually. I just stood there in my room on the train staring out at the window, reminding myself of my little brother Blaze or my older sister Xandira and the fact that they were on this train. They were in the Hunger Games. I have to try... for them.Before I know it, we arrive at the Capitol.
Tasnia's POV ~ The Parade
I stand there on our chariot, my legs shaking. Not too much, but enought that you can tell I am tres nerveux.
Earlier today, my prep team prepped me up, and I had met with my stylist Gil. He was really cool, and patient and not as crazy as any of the other Capitolians (what I call people from the Capitol) I have seen so far. He seemed more... toned down and relaxed... normal. He had shown me the desgin for our costumes. "Don't worry, Tasnia," Ethan took my hand and gave it a squeeze. That somehow reassured me.I look at the dress I am wearing. It felt weird.
"Of course it feels weird! It's made on the graphite on the outside."
Yes, I am wearing a dress made of shiny graphite material. So what?
I'll write the rest later...
Tasnia's POV ~ Goodbyes
I sigh as the Peacekeeperes escort me to a room in the Justice Building where I have to say my goodbyes.
First up, Aunt Leila, Uncle Jack, and Evelyn come in. Evelyn runs up to me and embraces me in a big hung, tears streaming down her face.
"Why? Why out of every person in District 13, it just HAS to be you? why>: Evelyn chokes in the middle of some words because of her crying.
"Ask that to the Capitol," I mutter, and then burst into tears myself.
After Evelyn pulls away, Aunt Leila gives me a big hug.
"I love you, sweetie. Try your best."
I nod. Uncle Jack says, "Stay Strong. Be Brave. I'm sure you can win."
In my mind, I think the total opposite. "I can't do it. I JUST CAN'T! I'm deader than Blaze and Xandira."
Evelyn gives me one final hug, and pins her Trillium Flower Pin to my dress."
"What? Evelyn, but-"
She cuts me off. "But nothing. Every tribute can take a token from their district to remember by. That is your token."
"Thanks Ev. I love you."
"I love you too... sister."
The yay she said sister makes me feel better inside. THen, they leave.
Tasnia's POV ~ The Train
I wipe tears from my face and get on the train. The boy tribute in my age group - Ethan Hawk - kept staring at me.
There were 5 other tributes from District 13: Lilifee Hemlock and Tyler Bucket from the 6-11 age group; Ethan Hawk and Tasnia Trillium (me!) from the 12-18 age group; Atom Spence and Tesla Fission from the 19-24 age group.
It was really boring on the Train, actually. I just stood there in my room on the train staring out at the window, reminding myself of my little brother Blaze or my older sister Xandira and the fact that they were on this train. They were in the Hunger Games. I have to try... for them.Before I know it, we arrive at the Capitol.
Tasnia's POV ~ The Parade
I stand there on our chariot, my legs shaking. Not too much, but enought that you can tell I am tres nerveux.
Earlier today, my prep team prepped me up, and I had met with my stylist Gil. He was really cool, and patient and not as crazy as any of the other Capitolians (what I call people from the Capitol) I have seen so far. He seemed more... toned down and relaxed... normal. He had shown me the desgin for our costumes. "Don't worry, Tasnia," Ethan took my hand and gave it a squeeze. That somehow reassured me.I look at the dress I am wearing. It felt weird.
"Of course it feels weird! It's made on the graphite on the outside."
Yes, I am wearing a dress made of shiny graphite material. So what?
I'll write the rest later...
Tasnia Mellark-Horan
!i!May The Odds Be Ever In Your Favor!i!
LIVE WHILE WE’RE YOUNG
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BEFORE THE GAMES; MY TOKEN
I'm sitting on my bed. The Games will start in a matter of hours. And all I'm doing is sitting on my bed looking out the window. "I'm insane. Just sitting here. Doing abosolutly nothing." I think. I hear a knock at the door. "Who is it?" I yell.
"Ashia!" my beautiful make-up artist yells back. "Come in!" I yell back.
"Hi Lilly. I wanted to give you your token. District 8's token," she tells me. It's a rope necklace with a feather that hangs out. I hug Ashia. "Thank you!" I tell her. I put it on. It's the feather of a mockingjay.
"I know your only 10, Lilly. But if you can score a nine in training, than you can do anything." Ashia walks out of my cabin, smiling.
I'm sitting on my bed. The Games will start in a matter of hours. And all I'm doing is sitting on my bed looking out the window. "I'm insane. Just sitting here. Doing abosolutly nothing." I think. I hear a knock at the door. "Who is it?" I yell.
"Ashia!" my beautiful make-up artist yells back. "Come in!" I yell back.
"Hi Lilly. I wanted to give you your token. District 8's token," she tells me. It's a rope necklace with a feather that hangs out. I hug Ashia. "Thank you!" I tell her. I put it on. It's the feather of a mockingjay.
"I know your only 10, Lilly. But if you can score a nine in training, than you can do anything." Ashia walks out of my cabin, smiling.
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DO YOUR POVS!!!!!! DON'T SAY "I'll do them later", or "I forgot". DO THEM NOW TO GET THEM DONE! DO ALL POVs up to Interview. NOT THE GAMES! C'MON EVERYONE! ~Naomi
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ok think ive been a bit lazy about this
so heres my training i really dont feel like writeing 3 pov's right now
ugh
ill get to it i guess
Fellei's POV: whats that thingy???
i woke up and went to teh training area
i found these sharpe things
"whats this thingy?" i asked hte man
"a shuriken" he replied
"oh" i said
i took it and trew it and bullzie
"i like this: i siad
and i continued training with it for the entire day
Charters POV: Ninja Time
i woke up and headed down to training
i saw that thre where shuriken, kunai, throwing knives, and alot of stuff
i started throwing the things, then practiced my agility and balance
"i'll play this like a ninja" i siad with a smirk
and then i continued training for the day
Zach's POV: thrust thrust stab
i woke up adn imidiatly headed for training
i quickly brabbed a knive, and stabbe dthe dummys
then took a sword and thusted it
thrust
thrust
stab
thrust
thrust
stab
and i did the same kind of weapons for the day...
IK ITS SHORT BUT ITS 3:26 AM AND IM TIRED
so anyone who kept syaing not to put it off, and they see my pov and think i am just ot careing
its not like that
i just have alot of stuff going on at the moment
and i just dont have the patience and time to do everything
so dont be mean ok?
so heres my training i really dont feel like writeing 3 pov's right now
ugh
ill get to it i guess
Fellei's POV: whats that thingy???
i woke up and went to teh training area
i found these sharpe things
"whats this thingy?" i asked hte man
"a shuriken" he replied
"oh" i said
i took it and trew it and bullzie
"i like this: i siad
and i continued training with it for the entire day
Charters POV: Ninja Time
i woke up and headed down to training
i saw that thre where shuriken, kunai, throwing knives, and alot of stuff
i started throwing the things, then practiced my agility and balance
"i'll play this like a ninja" i siad with a smirk
and then i continued training for the day
Zach's POV: thrust thrust stab
i woke up adn imidiatly headed for training
i quickly brabbed a knive, and stabbe dthe dummys
then took a sword and thusted it
thrust
thrust
stab
thrust
thrust
stab
and i did the same kind of weapons for the day...
IK ITS SHORT BUT ITS 3:26 AM AND IM TIRED
so anyone who kept syaing not to put it off, and they see my pov and think i am just ot careing
its not like that
i just have alot of stuff going on at the moment
and i just dont have the patience and time to do everything
so dont be mean ok?
Its A Chain, The Links Break, But With A Little Work, It Can Become Connected Again
~Charter Hold, The 80th Hunger Games Winner
I'm A Ninja
~Export Hold, the 1st Hunger Games Winner
Posted at: 3:29 am on July 12, 2012
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Audrey did not get an eight!! She got, like a two! Sweet and innocent, small and helpless. If she was trying, she could've gotten an eleven, but she wasn't trying. I'll do some POVs now.
I'm sorry about that RP. I was new to the MB and I was frustrated I couldn't find a RP I liked. Then I found a bazillion and I kinda forgot about mine.
What idea did you have for Hannah and Isabel? I wrote their POVs and they didn't send so I just made a new character. Can Isabel's score be a seven, please? I posted her POV, it just didn't send! Can Audrey please be one of the seven Victors? Please?
Idea! Instead of Sam Michaels, could it be Brady Tollen? Please? That's the boy that my friend Isabel that I modeled the character after likes. I changed the last name though.
Isabel's POV
I wake up early on the morning of the Reaping. My parents and my little sister are already at the table eating a breakfast of oatmeal.
"Good morning!" I say, sitting next to Elise.
"Good morning." Mom says. My sister talks randomly about school and my parents talk low between themselves. I finish my oatmeal and go back to the bedroom Elise and I share to change and get ready. I put on my green blouse and my white skirt. Usually, I'd never wear a skirt, but this was the Reaping; a special occasion. I brush my hair and then help Elise get ready.
We walk together down to the Reaping. District 3's escort, Estel Brooks, walks up on stage and chatters for what seems like forever. I hold in my laughter at her strange accent. My friend Auburn is standing next to me. She's giving me looks like, this chick is wacko! Then, Estel steps up to the 12-18 girls' bowl and draws a name.
"Isabel Seeders!" She calls. I am shocked. All of a sudden, I start laughing uncontrollably. I walk up to the stage and I laugh and I laugh. The whole crowd kind of starts to laugh but then when Estel grabs my arm, they all stop.
"And what exactly is so humorous?" She asks. I start laughing again and she drops my arm. I try to control my laughter as they pick the other five names. Then, I hear a name that I did not expect.
"Brady Tollen!" I nearly faint. I nearly scream. I start to hyperventalate, but then I start laughing. Brady Tollen is my biggest crush. With his light curly hair and those deep brown eyes he's SO cute! He's about one inch taller than me, and he's one of the boys that plays football at recess. We shake hands, and, I swear, I felt an electrical shock move between us. Then we are lead into the Justice building, where I say my goodbyes. My mother gives me her favorite cross necklace and says, "Remember where you came from." Then, we leave on the trains that will take us to the Capitol.
When we arrive in the Capitol, I am worked on by my prep team, then sent to my stylist, Elaine. She dresses me in a silver mesh suit covered with tiny glowing lights, to resemble th inner workings of electronics. We ride through the City Circle, smiling and waving. I sleep well tonight.
The next day is training. I work hard and am pretty good at all the stations. I'm terrified of heights, so I don't go high on the rope course. I'm pretty good at swordplay, but I'm better at archery. That's what I'll show the Gamemakers. Once, I'm trying to throw a spear and Brady comes over and corrects my hand positions. I hit a bulls- eye.
"Thanks." I say. He smiles and goes back to knife throwing with his older sister's boyfriend, who was also Reaped.
At my Gamemaker session, I destroy a row of dummies with a sword, then shoot a dummy with a bow so hard that the arrow goes straight through the dummy and impales itself into the wall. I am dismissed. That night, I see that my training score is a 7 (Or a five, Please let it be seven!). I'm satesfied.
Kyan's POV
(Um, I don't know how to do this character now. He was going to be the dumb muscle man, but that doesn't really work if he's eleven. Can he be the D2 male? There's a made up guy in that spot. Please? I'm going to do the POV that way. I'llredo it if it's a no. Also, he would get an eight, not a three. I really didn't expect to have to do his POV, but here goes...)
The day of the Reaping. I'm SO EXCITED!! Finally, a chance to show my worth. The Capitol lady walks up on stage and calls a little boy's name. Then a little girl. Then another girl. And then.... Kyan Zircon. Me?
"Yay!" I shout, bounding up onto the stage. I flex my muscles and smile at the crowd. Then we are sent to say our goodbyes. I give my Mom and Dad hugs, then leave for my great adventure!
I liked the Roman Centurion costumes we wear for the Opening Cerimonies. We smile and wave. The next day is training. I destroy stuff. Then it's my private session. I throw around heavy things and destroy other things with my fists and other things. I get an 8 (Or a three, PLEASE 8, 3 makes no sense.) I am so sad. I wanted a twelve.
(Wow. I seriously hope this guy doesn't rub off on me. Yeah....)
Audrey's POV
When we arrive in the Capitol, I am sent straight to my prep team. They trim my hair and wash it again. They scrub me down and then I am sent to my stylist, Coriella. Coriella walks in, and I see I will have a serious issue. She's so... Capitol. She has bright, neon green hair with Christmas lights decorating it, hot pink skin, and a neon orange outfit. Her face looks exteremely fake. The smile she wears looks like it was glued there. I look at her with big, adorable eyes.
"My! You are just ADORABLE!" She pipes. I smile shyly.
"Now, Audra, it is time to make you beautiful!" Coriella says. I don't correct her on my name, although the way she says it makes me want to punch something. I let her curl my hair and put on silver makeup and put me in the traditional power plant worker suit. The Opening Cerimonies were awful. I felt like a walking moon. I wanted to strangle someone, namely Coriella, who put me in this wretched thing. I can tell I'm getting some attention, but with so many trbutes to look at, I'm not getting the attention I deserve. Just wait. I think. Just wait until the Games. Then you'll see my true potential.
The next two days of training are boring. I can't show off, so I just study the stations and try to review all I've learned from my parents. Then the Private Sessions come. I try to pick up a sword, but act like it's too heavy and drop it. Then I try to throw a spear, but intentionally miss the target by a foot or two. Then, I run out crying. I get a two. Probably because I can at least throw a spear, even if I'm 'absolutely terrible' at it. My dreams are filled of visions of the Arena that night.
Ok, so this is kinda long, but you guys wanted POVs up until the interviews, right? So, yeah.
-Hannah
I'm sorry about that RP. I was new to the MB and I was frustrated I couldn't find a RP I liked. Then I found a bazillion and I kinda forgot about mine.
What idea did you have for Hannah and Isabel? I wrote their POVs and they didn't send so I just made a new character. Can Isabel's score be a seven, please? I posted her POV, it just didn't send! Can Audrey please be one of the seven Victors? Please?
Idea! Instead of Sam Michaels, could it be Brady Tollen? Please? That's the boy that my friend Isabel that I modeled the character after likes. I changed the last name though.
Isabel's POV
I wake up early on the morning of the Reaping. My parents and my little sister are already at the table eating a breakfast of oatmeal.
"Good morning!" I say, sitting next to Elise.
"Good morning." Mom says. My sister talks randomly about school and my parents talk low between themselves. I finish my oatmeal and go back to the bedroom Elise and I share to change and get ready. I put on my green blouse and my white skirt. Usually, I'd never wear a skirt, but this was the Reaping; a special occasion. I brush my hair and then help Elise get ready.
We walk together down to the Reaping. District 3's escort, Estel Brooks, walks up on stage and chatters for what seems like forever. I hold in my laughter at her strange accent. My friend Auburn is standing next to me. She's giving me looks like, this chick is wacko! Then, Estel steps up to the 12-18 girls' bowl and draws a name.
"Isabel Seeders!" She calls. I am shocked. All of a sudden, I start laughing uncontrollably. I walk up to the stage and I laugh and I laugh. The whole crowd kind of starts to laugh but then when Estel grabs my arm, they all stop.
"And what exactly is so humorous?" She asks. I start laughing again and she drops my arm. I try to control my laughter as they pick the other five names. Then, I hear a name that I did not expect.
"Brady Tollen!" I nearly faint. I nearly scream. I start to hyperventalate, but then I start laughing. Brady Tollen is my biggest crush. With his light curly hair and those deep brown eyes he's SO cute! He's about one inch taller than me, and he's one of the boys that plays football at recess. We shake hands, and, I swear, I felt an electrical shock move between us. Then we are lead into the Justice building, where I say my goodbyes. My mother gives me her favorite cross necklace and says, "Remember where you came from." Then, we leave on the trains that will take us to the Capitol.
When we arrive in the Capitol, I am worked on by my prep team, then sent to my stylist, Elaine. She dresses me in a silver mesh suit covered with tiny glowing lights, to resemble th inner workings of electronics. We ride through the City Circle, smiling and waving. I sleep well tonight.
The next day is training. I work hard and am pretty good at all the stations. I'm terrified of heights, so I don't go high on the rope course. I'm pretty good at swordplay, but I'm better at archery. That's what I'll show the Gamemakers. Once, I'm trying to throw a spear and Brady comes over and corrects my hand positions. I hit a bulls- eye.
"Thanks." I say. He smiles and goes back to knife throwing with his older sister's boyfriend, who was also Reaped.
At my Gamemaker session, I destroy a row of dummies with a sword, then shoot a dummy with a bow so hard that the arrow goes straight through the dummy and impales itself into the wall. I am dismissed. That night, I see that my training score is a 7 (Or a five, Please let it be seven!). I'm satesfied.
Kyan's POV
(Um, I don't know how to do this character now. He was going to be the dumb muscle man, but that doesn't really work if he's eleven. Can he be the D2 male? There's a made up guy in that spot. Please? I'm going to do the POV that way. I'llredo it if it's a no. Also, he would get an eight, not a three. I really didn't expect to have to do his POV, but here goes...)
The day of the Reaping. I'm SO EXCITED!! Finally, a chance to show my worth. The Capitol lady walks up on stage and calls a little boy's name. Then a little girl. Then another girl. And then.... Kyan Zircon. Me?
"Yay!" I shout, bounding up onto the stage. I flex my muscles and smile at the crowd. Then we are sent to say our goodbyes. I give my Mom and Dad hugs, then leave for my great adventure!
I liked the Roman Centurion costumes we wear for the Opening Cerimonies. We smile and wave. The next day is training. I destroy stuff. Then it's my private session. I throw around heavy things and destroy other things with my fists and other things. I get an 8 (Or a three, PLEASE 8, 3 makes no sense.) I am so sad. I wanted a twelve.
(Wow. I seriously hope this guy doesn't rub off on me. Yeah....)
Audrey's POV
When we arrive in the Capitol, I am sent straight to my prep team. They trim my hair and wash it again. They scrub me down and then I am sent to my stylist, Coriella. Coriella walks in, and I see I will have a serious issue. She's so... Capitol. She has bright, neon green hair with Christmas lights decorating it, hot pink skin, and a neon orange outfit. Her face looks exteremely fake. The smile she wears looks like it was glued there. I look at her with big, adorable eyes.
"My! You are just ADORABLE!" She pipes. I smile shyly.
"Now, Audra, it is time to make you beautiful!" Coriella says. I don't correct her on my name, although the way she says it makes me want to punch something. I let her curl my hair and put on silver makeup and put me in the traditional power plant worker suit. The Opening Cerimonies were awful. I felt like a walking moon. I wanted to strangle someone, namely Coriella, who put me in this wretched thing. I can tell I'm getting some attention, but with so many trbutes to look at, I'm not getting the attention I deserve. Just wait. I think. Just wait until the Games. Then you'll see my true potential.
The next two days of training are boring. I can't show off, so I just study the stations and try to review all I've learned from my parents. Then the Private Sessions come. I try to pick up a sword, but act like it's too heavy and drop it. Then I try to throw a spear, but intentionally miss the target by a foot or two. Then, I run out crying. I get a two. Probably because I can at least throw a spear, even if I'm 'absolutely terrible' at it. My dreams are filled of visions of the Arena that night.
Ok, so this is kinda long, but you guys wanted POVs up until the interviews, right? So, yeah.
-Hannah
Hannah:
Daughter of Athena
Starcatcher
Undercover Madrigal
Whovian
Kingdom Keeper
District Four Victor
Proud Christian
TEAM PEETA!
Evamy!
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Dale's POV:
I woke up and groaned. Reaping day--and it's a Quarter Quell. This year a lot of kids go into the arena, and some aren't even going to be kids!
I got dressed and headed for the reaping with all five of my siblings and my parents. I had to have my finger pricked, but I've felt worse pain. Then our escort said the girl's names, the one from my category was 12, just like me, and her name is Emily Mayer. I wondered if she ever shortened it up a little, I mean, Emily is THREE syllables, and most only have two, and MINE is only ONE.
Then she went to the boys' names. From my category, it was... ME!
Emily and I were forced to shake hands, and then we went to the Justice Building.
The good-byes were kind of a blur, but a few people who weren't in my family said good-bye to me. I didn't cry, thank goodness, but I was really sad. This might be the VERY last time I will see my family. Finally, a Peacekeeper had to take my family away, and then I was taken to the train.
I took a shower on the train and then we had dinner. We didn't really talk much, what were we supposed to talk ABOUT? I asked if I could be excused early, so I could have more time alone and think about how I'm going to play the Games.
I think I should just go with likeable and be myself. I mean, what ELSE am I supposed to do? I thought. And in the Games, I'm going to make at LEAST one alliance, because then I don't have to be alone AND I could use an extra hand. Plus, I'm not sure if I'd be a good fighter. I've never really held a weapon and I'm from District NINE! Hey, at least I'm not from district twelve.
After I thought about the Games for a while, I decided I should go to bed; I'd need all the sleep I could get before the Games. When I woke up, it was morning and it was time for breakfast. I got dressed into something I liked, but not too fancy, and headed over there. Breakfast was quiet, just like dinner, but at least we talked a little bit. “Hey, uh, what strategy are YOU going to use during the Games, Emily?” I asked. “You can call me Em, and why would I tell you?” she answered me. So she DID shorten her name up! “Well, we ARE from the same district, aren’t we?” “Yeah,” Em said slowly. “So?” I was glad it was just us two at the table right now. I still haven’t REALLY met my mentor—I’ve seen him and all, but haven’t actually MET him. “Well, I was wondering… maybe we could make an alliance once the Games start?” “Sure. I don’t have anything else planned or anything. Too bad we can’t be allies forever, though.” Well, that was easy. I think she agreed really fast, she didn’t even think about it. Or… maybe she DID. She had time to think once dinner o=was done, too. I heard some cheering and both me and Em raced to the windows. We exchanged a glance and we started smiling and waving. We were at the Capitol. Em’s POV (from now on I’m just going to flip flop POV’s and not repeat everything, like I’m not going to do the train in Em’s POV): The Capitol was gorgeous. All the people were different colors, but everything else was beautiful. First we went to the Remake Center, and it hurt terribly. My stylists were Talia, who had short spiky green hair; Megan, who had long hot pink hair; and Carlos, who had curly blue hair. They did my nails and hair, scrubbed me down, and even waxed my legs! After all that, I felt all tingly because of the scrub and waxing. After all of that, I met my stylist. His name is Riley and he has dark brown hair and brown eyes, and a short beard. “Hi, Emily, I’m your stylist, Riley,” Riley said. “You can call me Em,” I said. “So, do you have any ideas for the Parade?” he asked. “No.” “That’s alright, I have an idea. Just thought I might ask.” A couple of hours later I was in a black dress with grain prints on it. The grain on it had a growing affect. I had just like my dress, and there was a little bow made out of grain, too. I had a headband that looked like it was growing around my head. I wondered how on Panem he managed to do that. “Do you know why the dress is black?” Riley asked me. “No,” I answered. “Well, the grain is growing, and District Nine has fertile soil, so the dress is black. The grain is growing in the most fertile soil of all of Panem.” “OH…… I get it now.” Then I went to my chariot and Dale was there, and he was in the same outfit as me, only he wasn’t in a dress and a headband, and his shoes were different. “So, what should we do?” Dale asked. “Um, since we’re going to be allies, and I think we might fall off, I think we should hold hands. Then we should smile and wave, like on the train.”
“Okay.” It was our turn to go out now, and we did hold hands and smile and wave. I think the crowd loved us, but I DON’T think we were the best team. Hey, at least we were probably the best team our district has ever had. Once the Parade was over, we had to go to our rooms in the Training Center, and then it was dinner time. Just count the parade for Em and Dale. Foxheart- We can be allies with all… 5 (I think) of us.
Sorry if that was a little hard to read.
-Em/Dale :)
Dale's POV:
I woke up and groaned. Reaping day--and it's a Quarter Quell. This year a lot of kids go into the arena, and some aren't even going to be kids!
I got dressed and headed for the reaping with all five of my siblings and my parents. I had to have my finger pricked, but I've felt worse pain. Then our escort said the girl's names, the one from my category was 12, just like me, and her name is Emily Mayer. I wondered if she ever shortened it up a little, I mean, Emily is THREE syllables, and most only have two, and MINE is only ONE.
Then she went to the boys' names. From my category, it was... ME!
Emily and I were forced to shake hands, and then we went to the Justice Building.
The good-byes were kind of a blur, but a few people who weren't in my family said good-bye to me. I didn't cry, thank goodness, but I was really sad. This might be the VERY last time I will see my family. Finally, a Peacekeeper had to take my family away, and then I was taken to the train.
I took a shower on the train and then we had dinner. We didn't really talk much, what were we supposed to talk ABOUT? I asked if I could be excused early, so I could have more time alone and think about how I'm going to play the Games.
I think I should just go with likeable and be myself. I mean, what ELSE am I supposed to do? I thought. And in the Games, I'm going to make at LEAST one alliance, because then I don't have to be alone AND I could use an extra hand. Plus, I'm not sure if I'd be a good fighter. I've never really held a weapon and I'm from District NINE! Hey, at least I'm not from district twelve.
After I thought about the Games for a while, I decided I should go to bed; I'd need all the sleep I could get before the Games. When I woke up, it was morning and it was time for breakfast. I got dressed into something I liked, but not too fancy, and headed over there. Breakfast was quiet, just like dinner, but at least we talked a little bit. “Hey, uh, what strategy are YOU going to use during the Games, Emily?” I asked. “You can call me Em, and why would I tell you?” she answered me. So she DID shorten her name up! “Well, we ARE from the same district, aren’t we?” “Yeah,” Em said slowly. “So?” I was glad it was just us two at the table right now. I still haven’t REALLY met my mentor—I’ve seen him and all, but haven’t actually MET him. “Well, I was wondering… maybe we could make an alliance once the Games start?” “Sure. I don’t have anything else planned or anything. Too bad we can’t be allies forever, though.” Well, that was easy. I think she agreed really fast, she didn’t even think about it. Or… maybe she DID. She had time to think once dinner o=was done, too. I heard some cheering and both me and Em raced to the windows. We exchanged a glance and we started smiling and waving. We were at the Capitol. Em’s POV (from now on I’m just going to flip flop POV’s and not repeat everything, like I’m not going to do the train in Em’s POV): The Capitol was gorgeous. All the people were different colors, but everything else was beautiful. First we went to the Remake Center, and it hurt terribly. My stylists were Talia, who had short spiky green hair; Megan, who had long hot pink hair; and Carlos, who had curly blue hair. They did my nails and hair, scrubbed me down, and even waxed my legs! After all that, I felt all tingly because of the scrub and waxing. After all of that, I met my stylist. His name is Riley and he has dark brown hair and brown eyes, and a short beard. “Hi, Emily, I’m your stylist, Riley,” Riley said. “You can call me Em,” I said. “So, do you have any ideas for the Parade?” he asked. “No.” “That’s alright, I have an idea. Just thought I might ask.” A couple of hours later I was in a black dress with grain prints on it. The grain on it had a growing affect. I had just like my dress, and there was a little bow made out of grain, too. I had a headband that looked like it was growing around my head. I wondered how on Panem he managed to do that. “Do you know why the dress is black?” Riley asked me. “No,” I answered. “Well, the grain is growing, and District Nine has fertile soil, so the dress is black. The grain is growing in the most fertile soil of all of Panem.” “OH…… I get it now.” Then I went to my chariot and Dale was there, and he was in the same outfit as me, only he wasn’t in a dress and a headband, and his shoes were different. “So, what should we do?” Dale asked. “Um, since we’re going to be allies, and I think we might fall off, I think we should hold hands. Then we should smile and wave, like on the train.”
“Okay.” It was our turn to go out now, and we did hold hands and smile and wave. I think the crowd loved us, but I DON’T think we were the best team. Hey, at least we were probably the best team our district has ever had. Once the Parade was over, we had to go to our rooms in the Training Center, and then it was dinner time. Just count the parade for Em and Dale. Foxheart- We can be allies with all… 5 (I think) of us.
Sorry if that was a little hard to read.
-Em/Dale :)
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I have come that they may havelife,and have it to thefull
~John10:10
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The 150th Hunger Games-the cruelest Quarter Quell Ever!! Plz join!!!
REAPING THRU TRAIN (finally)
Deniz
I was hoping that I would have a few more years to train before my parents forced me to volunteer for the reaping, but no! President Snow and his stupid 150th Quarter Quell! Now six tributes get to go to the Games. 2 from the ages 6-11, two from 12-18,and another two from the ages of 19-24. I was 7. With a big family, all my siblings who were eligible to enter put their names in multiple times for tesserae. My mom got me dressed up in a suit which I could barely breathe in, dress shoes, and a tie. I looked like a complete dork. I mean, what kind of 7-year old wears a suit. Anyway, we headed to the Reaping. Each of my sibling who entered the Reaping got their finger zapped for the fingerprint and went on in to the huge courtyard that smelled of fish. After a few more minutes, a lady in a fish dress and blue and green striped hair came up onto the stage. In the background, a baby started crying.
"Hello and welcome to the one hundred and fiftieth Hunger Games! Today, I will be picking six brave and heroic people from our amazing District!" Tara announced. The baby cried even louder. Many heads turned to the sound.
"From the 6-11 year old section we have...Livie and Norman Cotter!"
"I volunteer!" I said automatically. Norman walked off the stage, as happy as he could be.
"And what is your name?" Tara asked me.
"Deniz Ford." I replied.
"Ok." she said. "Now, time for the 12-18 section!"
She moved her hand around in the girls' bowl and pulled out a name.
"Grace Tanaka!" she announces. That was the mayor's niece. Spoiled, arrogant, and waaaay to proper.
After that a kid named Mikie came up. Finally, two more people came up. The lady was really nasty. Crazy, frizzed hair, long, dirty nails, and an ugly brown dress. The man, though, was the complete opposite. Then the Peacekeepers led all 6 of us to a room in the Justice Building for our families to say goodbye. My parents were overjoyed and proud that I had volunteered. All my cousins and younger sibling crowded around me like paprazzi to a superstar. But my older siblings and cousins just glared at me. They were jealous. Not a single tear was shed. The Peacekeepers came in and escorted my family out.
"I love you sweetie!" my mom called.
"Make us proud, son." my dad said.
"Bye, bye Deniz!" yelled my little paparazzi.
With that the door shut and the room was silent. I waited for another 10 minutes or so. Then a Peacekeeper came in and escorted me to the train. The train ride was a blur. We ate amazing foods, and the rooms were awesome. Water beds, the coolest shower ever with tons of buttons, but the best part was. It was all to myself. I was sick and tired of having to share a room with all my brothers. Anyway, before I knew it, we were at the Capitol. Ethan
Reaping. The stupidest thing ever created. And of course there is also a Quarter Quell rule. 6 tributes ranging from the ages of 6 and 24 go to the Games this year. I got dressed in my best clothes, a green polo and my best pair blue jeans, and went to the Reaping. They got my fingerprint and I headed to the 13 year old section. I got there just before our mayor said some stuff. Then Carla, the crazy Escort came up on stage. Neon yellow dress, bright pink and orange dress, and puke green high heels.
"Hello and welcone to the 150th Hunger Games!"
After that I zoned out on everything except Tasnia. She was the most beautiful person in the whole school, but I was waaay too afraid to tell her that, let alone talk to her. Vaguely, I heard the names of the two 6-11 year olds, Lilifee Hemlock and Tyler Bucket. Then Carla went over to the girls' bowl.
"Tasnia Trillium!" she called.
It took all my might not to scream. (thats kinda weird cuz im listening to Scream rite now. Anyway...).
"And now for the boys!" she said. She pulled a name out. Before she even read the name, I yelled, "I volunteer!"
I walked up to stage while Carla said, "My! What a surprise! We have a volunteer!"
When I got on the stage, she came over and asked me, "What is your name, young man?"
"Ethan Hawk."
"What a coincidence! That was the name I pulled out!" Carla said, staring at the bowl in disbelief and then back to me. She did that for another minute or so before she said, "Oh! And now to the 19-24 year old section!"
She pulled two more names out, and before I knew it, Peacekeepers were taking all six of us to the Justice Building for out Goodbyes. I sat on a very nice couch and waited for my family to come in. After like 10 minutes, the PKs let them in. All 5 of my siblings that could walk, ran around me and started crying. Grace and Jonah were the only ones who actually understood what was happening, but the younger ones just cried bcuz everyone else was. Then my parents came to me. First, they cried. Then my dad gave me a lecture, and finally they were dragged out by some PKs.
"Wait!" my mom screamed. She grabbed something out of her pocket and threw it. It landed right in front of me. It was my great-grandfather's watch. He had been killed in the second battle between the Capital and the Districts. I put it on, and sat in silence. After another 5 minutes or so, the PKs led me out and to the train. As soon as the eight of us, 6 tributes, Carla, and our mentor, Richard Parks, boraded, the train sped off like a bullet. Richard and the older male went straight to the dining cart, and Tyler went to go check out his room, but the older female, Carla, Lilifee, Tasnia, and I just sat around in the living room. I sat by the window, pretending to look out it, but I was actually gazing at Tasnia's reflection. After a little bit of that, I got a little braver, turned, and stared straight at her when she wasn't looking. Suddenly, she turned to look at me. Quickly, I glanced away, but I knew she had seen me.
"Uh, I'm gunna-um-go check out my-my room." she stammered.
"Ok, dear." said Carla, putting on yet another layer of neon green eyeshadow.
As soon as Tasnia left, I said, "Um-I'm gunna go check out my room too."
"Ok, honey." Carla said, adding even more bright yellow lipstick. I went out the door and to my room. Water boed and a 'Super Shower' with an endless amount of buttons covering the walls. I played around in the shower for a bit. Then Carla screeched, "Suppertime!!!!! Suppertime!!!!!!"
We all went to supper. I ate lightly. I also stared at Tasnia, longing for her to love me.
After supper, I went to straight to bed. The next morning, I woke up to Carla screaming, "We're here! We're here!" Well, I guess I'm gunna have to get used to that.
I'm almost done with Sage's, but I'm getting kicked off the computer. So, I'll post it tomorrow evening. I'll even try to get all their Parades in too.
I was hoping that I would have a few more years to train before my parents forced me to volunteer for the reaping, but no! President Snow and his stupid 150th Quarter Quell! Now six tributes get to go to the Games. 2 from the ages 6-11, two from 12-18,and another two from the ages of 19-24. I was 7. With a big family, all my siblings who were eligible to enter put their names in multiple times for tesserae. My mom got me dressed up in a suit which I could barely breathe in, dress shoes, and a tie. I looked like a complete dork. I mean, what kind of 7-year old wears a suit. Anyway, we headed to the Reaping. Each of my sibling who entered the Reaping got their finger zapped for the fingerprint and went on in to the huge courtyard that smelled of fish. After a few more minutes, a lady in a fish dress and blue and green striped hair came up onto the stage. In the background, a baby started crying.
"Hello and welcome to the one hundred and fiftieth Hunger Games! Today, I will be picking six brave and heroic people from our amazing District!" Tara announced. The baby cried even louder. Many heads turned to the sound.
"From the 6-11 year old section we have...Livie and Norman Cotter!"
"I volunteer!" I said automatically. Norman walked off the stage, as happy as he could be.
"And what is your name?" Tara asked me.
"Deniz Ford." I replied.
"Ok." she said. "Now, time for the 12-18 section!"
She moved her hand around in the girls' bowl and pulled out a name.
"Grace Tanaka!" she announces. That was the mayor's niece. Spoiled, arrogant, and waaaay to proper.
After that a kid named Mikie came up. Finally, two more people came up. The lady was really nasty. Crazy, frizzed hair, long, dirty nails, and an ugly brown dress. The man, though, was the complete opposite. Then the Peacekeepers led all 6 of us to a room in the Justice Building for our families to say goodbye. My parents were overjoyed and proud that I had volunteered. All my cousins and younger sibling crowded around me like paprazzi to a superstar. But my older siblings and cousins just glared at me. They were jealous. Not a single tear was shed. The Peacekeepers came in and escorted my family out.
"I love you sweetie!" my mom called.
"Make us proud, son." my dad said.
"Bye, bye Deniz!" yelled my little paparazzi.
With that the door shut and the room was silent. I waited for another 10 minutes or so. Then a Peacekeeper came in and escorted me to the train. The train ride was a blur. We ate amazing foods, and the rooms were awesome. Water beds, the coolest shower ever with tons of buttons, but the best part was. It was all to myself. I was sick and tired of having to share a room with all my brothers. Anyway, before I knew it, we were at the Capitol. Ethan
Reaping. The stupidest thing ever created. And of course there is also a Quarter Quell rule. 6 tributes ranging from the ages of 6 and 24 go to the Games this year. I got dressed in my best clothes, a green polo and my best pair blue jeans, and went to the Reaping. They got my fingerprint and I headed to the 13 year old section. I got there just before our mayor said some stuff. Then Carla, the crazy Escort came up on stage. Neon yellow dress, bright pink and orange dress, and puke green high heels.
"Hello and welcone to the 150th Hunger Games!"
After that I zoned out on everything except Tasnia. She was the most beautiful person in the whole school, but I was waaay too afraid to tell her that, let alone talk to her. Vaguely, I heard the names of the two 6-11 year olds, Lilifee Hemlock and Tyler Bucket. Then Carla went over to the girls' bowl.
"Tasnia Trillium!" she called.
It took all my might not to scream. (thats kinda weird cuz im listening to Scream rite now. Anyway...).
"And now for the boys!" she said. She pulled a name out. Before she even read the name, I yelled, "I volunteer!"
I walked up to stage while Carla said, "My! What a surprise! We have a volunteer!"
When I got on the stage, she came over and asked me, "What is your name, young man?"
"Ethan Hawk."
"What a coincidence! That was the name I pulled out!" Carla said, staring at the bowl in disbelief and then back to me. She did that for another minute or so before she said, "Oh! And now to the 19-24 year old section!"
She pulled two more names out, and before I knew it, Peacekeepers were taking all six of us to the Justice Building for out Goodbyes. I sat on a very nice couch and waited for my family to come in. After like 10 minutes, the PKs let them in. All 5 of my siblings that could walk, ran around me and started crying. Grace and Jonah were the only ones who actually understood what was happening, but the younger ones just cried bcuz everyone else was. Then my parents came to me. First, they cried. Then my dad gave me a lecture, and finally they were dragged out by some PKs.
"Wait!" my mom screamed. She grabbed something out of her pocket and threw it. It landed right in front of me. It was my great-grandfather's watch. He had been killed in the second battle between the Capital and the Districts. I put it on, and sat in silence. After another 5 minutes or so, the PKs led me out and to the train. As soon as the eight of us, 6 tributes, Carla, and our mentor, Richard Parks, boraded, the train sped off like a bullet. Richard and the older male went straight to the dining cart, and Tyler went to go check out his room, but the older female, Carla, Lilifee, Tasnia, and I just sat around in the living room. I sat by the window, pretending to look out it, but I was actually gazing at Tasnia's reflection. After a little bit of that, I got a little braver, turned, and stared straight at her when she wasn't looking. Suddenly, she turned to look at me. Quickly, I glanced away, but I knew she had seen me.
"Uh, I'm gunna-um-go check out my-my room." she stammered.
"Ok, dear." said Carla, putting on yet another layer of neon green eyeshadow.
As soon as Tasnia left, I said, "Um-I'm gunna go check out my room too."
"Ok, honey." Carla said, adding even more bright yellow lipstick. I went out the door and to my room. Water boed and a 'Super Shower' with an endless amount of buttons covering the walls. I played around in the shower for a bit. Then Carla screeched, "Suppertime!!!!! Suppertime!!!!!!"
We all went to supper. I ate lightly. I also stared at Tasnia, longing for her to love me.
After supper, I went to straight to bed. The next morning, I woke up to Carla screaming, "We're here! We're here!" Well, I guess I'm gunna have to get used to that.
I'm almost done with Sage's, but I'm getting kicked off the computer. So, I'll post it tomorrow evening. I'll even try to get all their Parades in too.
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