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

[Gemino-]

Kale-D11-15-Rabbit
It's the first time the timid tribute's ever been in an elevator, and he's stunned by how fast it moves, his fingers reaching out and touching the glass as the scenery speeds by, mezmerized. Focused entirely on this, he works up the courage to speak, without actually looking back at his fellow tribute. "...Do... Do you fight?"

[silvanelves]

Flicker//13//Deer//District 11
The question makes me stop fiddling. "I-I... No." I respond plainly, looking straight ahead with a blank expression. And I would rather not. I think to myself, my shoulders tense along with the rest of me. "D-Do you?" I ask, not looking up at the taller boy. Instead I continue to have my gaze fixated on the buttons, which light up as each floor passes.

[Wolf'sflame]

(A note: Once you've been through the Tribute parade, you may then proceed to hang out in the Tribute building (as I call it) and train or hang out.)

[Gemino-]

Kale-D11-15-Rabbit
Her answer comes as no surprise to him- she didn't look like the type to kill, and certainly not the animal. "...Neither do I." He admits quietly, tracing his fingers over where one glass pane ended and the other started. They only had a few more moments before they'd get to their floor, so he asks another question. "Can... you survive?"

[silvanelves]

Flicker//13//Deer//District 11
That question is of no surprise to me, but I still take a moment or two to think about my answer. "It's a ..possibility." I finally admit, looking out the giant glass panes at the scenes below. "C-Can you?" I ask quietly.

[Gemino-]

Kale-D11-15-Rabbit
The elevator comes to a stop, and the boy figures he needs to take a shower before you do anything else- but still, he's getting ahead of himself. He haven't exited the elevator yet, and Kale stares out at the scenery for a few moments long, thinking on her question. "I... I don't know. If there's any sort of plant l-life, I can give it my best shot." He was the rabbit tribute after all- he could use his feet to dig into the ground and make a den, no problem. And as for food, well.. He knew a very long list of edible plants and berries, as well as the inedible ones. So yes, he might be able to survive.

[james moriarty]

Christopher didn't release his white-knuckled grip on the edge of the chariot, but managed a lazy, yet menacing smile. His sharp teeth glinted in the spotlights, and his amber eyes were accentuated by some ridiulous makeup his stylist had put on. His tail - which he still didn't have control of - lay on the floor of the chariot, the end twitching agitatedly. Altogether, he was sure he looked pretty dangerous - but eyes didn't seem to really linger on the District Eight chariot - some of the other costumes and transformations were far more dramatic. He saw a girl covered in red fur, for god's sake!

He didn't stand a chance, and Chris was sure that the applause coming from the stands was not for his chariot. But still, he continued to smile, even as the horses slowly stopped in a large circle. Christopher was immediately shunted out of the chariot and led into the building. He met his mentor, who smiled grimly at him, "Not bad, cougar boy. But you have three days to train, then you're out in the arena. I suggest eating as much as you can - you know - put on weight. It's called the Hunger Games for a reason." "Yeah, whatever." Chris mumbled dejectedly, avoiding her eyes.

"Hey, even if you didn't make that great an impression at the parade," she shoved his shoulder softly, "You can always show how like able you are at the interviews. Right now, you can either go meet the other tributes, get changed and go to bed, or eat. I suggest meeting the others - charm them. Maybe you'll stay alive longer." Chris bared his teeth at her - did she even realize that she was just making him more nervous? Again, his hands found his token, and he took a deep, steadying breath. "Meet the others." he mused softly, looking towards the other tributes, most of whom were standing alone. "No thanks. I don't need anyone to have a grudge against me before the games even start." he murmured under his breath.

[drakeagle]

(can I have a Recap please?)

[city;]

{-We just went through the tribute parade, and most are going back to the tower to change and get ready for an afternoon in the training center.-}

[drakeagle]

(thank you!)
Zorath|District 9|Golden eagle

Zorath enjoyed his parade. letting his wings float out wide getting exited shouts at the beauty of them. eventually the Carrige pulled up in the training ceter and he got off and made his way to the elevator.

Zom'grul|district 6| king cobra

''well that was fun.'' Zom'grul said as the carrige finally pulled up at the training ceter. he got off and waited for his fellow district 6 tribute to get off.