The 25th Hunger Games (Hybrid Hunger Games rp; semi-lit)

[city;]

|Ĵακɛ|

I nodded, scowling. "I tricking hate them. Yeah, my stylist is sweet and everything, by god! They're trying to kill me, I swear!" I paused, and listened to the irony of my comment. "Yup, definitely trying to kill me." I smiled and touched her shoulder lightly. "So what are you melded with? Wait! Let me guess. Cheetah?" The Carrige jerked, and we Started. "Here we go." I muttered. "Just act sweet and innocent, and wait until they decide to kill you. dang sponsors." I said is entire bitter sentence with a huge grin on my face.

[nicole3139]

(I mainly means that the parade as begun, so the horses are moving now and the Capitol streets are filled with people, then the tributes will start their three days of training and assessments as well as talking to the others outside their districts)

Are yu gonna tell us when It's our turn or can we just go through the parade when we're ready? Who asks the questions at the short interview that follows?

[nicole3139]

Nicole:
I smile. "Yeah, I know i wont last long. i have the charm of a dead fly." i laugh and show him my best smile. The carriage lurches forward again and I groan. "I hope we're not in a dessert!" i groan again thinking of how it must feel like to have no water.

[Wolf'sflame]

(WHen your ready!)

[city;]

|Ĵακɛ|

I smiled. "Yeah. I know the feeling."

As the Carrige lurched, I smiled as widely as possible, and imagined that my sister was every face in the crowds. Soon, that became possible. I waved, and laughed, and caught flowers, and blinked as petals rained down on the Carrige. Attention wasn't actually so bad, but it had to come from the right people.

[james moriarty]

"No, stop, I really -" Christopher broke off as he was shoved towards a dark wood chariot. "Oh, ha ha. Very funny." he grumbled unhappily, looking down at his warrior getup. "Get in! We're about to start!" Maryse squealed, shoving him again. "Fine! Fine! I'm going!" he replied, and stepped carefully into the chariot. He took a moment to steady himself, but strangely enough, the tail helped his balance. His fingers circled around the cold iron edge, and he watched as the horses shifted in their harnesses. Was it weird that their smell was making his mouth water? He leaned forward without noticing, and inhaled deeply. Yep, smelled like food.

No. Stop. It's the cougar DNA. Don't maul the horses. he thought harshly, then dug his claws into his opposite arm to jolt him back to reality. "Smile and try to look dangerous." Maryse hissed, and he turned to growl at her. "Perfect! Do that!" she said happily, and he rolled his amber eyes. He dug his claws into the wood to keep himself steady as the chariot began to roll. He didn't even look at his fellow tribute, but focused instead on the District Seven chariot, which was ahead of them.

[nicole3139]

(WHen your ready!)

Sorry about so many questions.... Who does the interviews? Or are we gonna skip that part?
Nicole:
I smile and wave. I pose some and also get a face full of tulips. I smile as bet as I can trying to ignore my fright.

[Gemino-]

Kale-D11-15-Rabbit

The blonde feels a little bad for not accepting Flicker's handshake, but as he opens his mouth to apologize, the horses, one a chesnut brown and the other a pure white, take off. Kale stumbles a little, trying to keep from falling over, and he assumes the unreadable, impassive expression his stylist told him to take. ...He really does resemble a ghost like this, dressed in all this white with his ears perked up to pick up all the sounds of the crowd.

[city;]

|Ĵακɛ|

I snorted. Leaning over, I whispered in Nicole's ear "How'd that feel? At least it smelled pretty." I grinned, and straightened, watching her face. A bouquet of about fifty roses hit the back of my head, and I turned around indignantly. "What the ****! Who throws 50 roses at a tribute?! Are they trying to cripple me!?"

[nicole3139]

Nicole:
I laugh, forgetting where i am because it seems so much like home. I continue to laugh as i pull a rose out of his hair and throw it at the crowd. i've been told I have a good arm but I never emagined it would hit my Target. A man in the back row holding a sign that says 'Go District 4'. I laugh again and wave at the audience. (Did we know each other in district 12?)