CONGRATULATIONS CITY GIRL!!!

[aseka]

~Fawna Ala Tau~

-Female- Southern Desert- Dusk- Items; Blowgun, Darts, Plastic Trash Bag, 1 10-square Blanket, 1 Small Canteen, Water Purification Supplies, Sword, Empty Water Bottle- Injuries; Deep Cut to Left Shoulder (Bandaged), Sun Burn, Small Scratches from Sandstorm- Companion; Bengli-

Fawna sat, waiting out the sandstorm as best she could. She had finished the last of the water in her water bottle a couple of hours ago and had nothing to do. She hoped the storm would end soon, she needed to find some water and food. She was being to feel dehydrated and she knew that was dangerous. She was hot and uncomfortable, her legs had long since gone numb. Bengli was an uncomfortably warm spot at her side, that shifted nervously every three seconds or so it seemed to her. She mused that with as much wind as there was that it should have cooled off some, but it had just gotten hotter.
She had never been in a sandstorm before and if the Gods were kind, she'd never have to live through one again. She wished she could sleep but she had a feeling that would be bad. The sand was building up around the rock, if the wind suddenly changed direction she'd be buried alive in a matter of minutes. At least if she was awake, she could pull the blanket over her head as some means of protection. She'd probably still suffocate if the sand got to high but it was a better change then none. She hated just waiting like this, she wanted to be one the move. How was this entertainment? She couldn't see five feet in front of her, how were the cameras recording anything? With a grumble, she shift a bit and settle a little more comfortably against Bengli.

[clusterducks]

Minna

District 12
Survival:
1 Loaf of Bread
1 Bottle of Water
2 Cactus Flowers
1 Sleeping Bag
1 Backpack
1 Flashlight
1 10 ft Tarp
Weaponry:
1 Knife
1 Hollow Piece of Cactus Skeleton
14 Sharpened Cactus Needles
4 Drops of Snake Venom
1 Snake
Allies:Bean

Minna shifted uncomfortably when Bean asked her whether she had siblings. It was a subject that made her and many other children in her district cringe. Sewing was a thing heavily underestimated by the other districts in terms of its deadliness. She composed herself before speaking. "None. No family." she said hesitantly, biting her lip. "I have Hayden, but we're not related." She rubbed her painted bracelet, reminiscing about the happy day, her 9th birthday, when they had made this. A few flakes of paint came off on her finger, and she examined the bead carefully. It was one decorated in rainbows of colours, with a patchwork design bordering every square. "What about you? Do you have anyone?" she asked slowly, not wanting to upset him, though he should have expected the question being asked.

[Spider-Man]

Name: Max
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Area: The tree were Azeala is
Items: Water bottle ( 1 ), tarp ( 1 ), plastic garbage bag ( 1 )
Stone throwing knives ( 6 ), Knife ( 1 ), bandages ( 1 ),
healing medicine ( 1 )
Food: none
Water: Water bottle - empty - ( 1 )
Injuries: bat bites ( 2 )

Max sits and rips another peice out, " You want any? " He asks Azaela as he takes the last bite of his peice and hands the other one he ripped off and hands it to Azaela. He than sits there, " Azaela, if we got to the final 2 what would you do? " He asks her as he stares infront of him into the rippling of the tarp. Some more sand comes in but it just drifts back down. He shifts around a little trying to find the perfect spot. He finds it than soon after falls asleep, he hasent been sleeping allot the need of water keeps on waking him up. He lays his head back and shuts his eyes tight. He grabs the garbage bag and holds onto it as if it depends on his life. I cant do this, its to much for me. This night he dreams of the past games and how the other district 4 people had win, even though he wasent there or havent seen it he dreams of it like he knows it by heart.

[exorcism]

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I S I S :: A R I E N N A :: R O S E

----" Let's watch this city burn, let's watch this city burn away! "
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ιɴveɴтory ::
Survival - Backpack, apples (4), bottles of water (2), 20 square foot tarp, sleeping bag, flashlight.
Weapons - Two daggers, one bow, ten arrows.
Companion - Vladimir / Male / Presa Canario Dog

Breathing heavily from her work, she glanced over at the sandstorm, becoming more violent and rabid, coming her way. She felt sand beat up against her from time to time, not hurting her but not quite making her feel better either. Vladimir seemed nervous and scared of what was going on, and she couldn't blame him. He was being incredibly useful, though. He was managing to help her fix the tarp up like a tent, tightening the ends down with all of his might. They kept working on the inside, as they planned to make sure the tarp was close, or even in the ground so the sand from the sandstorm wouldn't hurt them. The tarp probably wasn't going to be as strong as the sandstorm, but it would have to do.

Once the tarp was up, Vladimir and Isis glanced at their work. At each of the four ends, it was tied tightly and extremely low to the ground, cutting into the sand so the storm wouldn't blow any their way. In the middle, they had found a spear with the part that does the damage cut off to put there. The spear-staff dug down in the sand to endure it stay in it's place, and it helped that the tarp was putting pressure on it as well. Soon, Isis and Vladimir were digging down to give them more room to move around, instead of having to crouch down because their set up was so wide. It was hard work, but it helped with Vladimir's claws, and so the process was sped up, and it had saved them a lot of time. They didn't dare to look outside, and so, with dug up sand all around them, they finally sat down to rest.

Isis pulled out the sleeping bag she had so carefully rolled up for later use, and laid it out on the dug out, sandy ground. Crawling inside, she found herself to not be tired. Sitting up, she looked over at Vladimir, who seemed to share the feeling. Vladimir crawled over to her, and laid his head on her lap that was crossed Indian style. She smiled, looking down at the dog, and patted his head gently, hoping that tomorrow everything would be alright. It was probably still day, the sun shining high while the sandstorm blocked it out, but she didn't care.

{{ Anyone free to role-play with Isis? }}

[zippyzoo77]

Sarkra Nightshade "Bean"

Age: 12
Gender: Male
Weaponry: A dozen large cactus spikes, about three inches long each
Two rocks the size of a tennis balls.
Medicine: 1 bandage
Survival: 1 ten foot tarp
1 bottle of water
1 flashlight
1 plastic trash bag
Alliance: Minna.
Injuries: Twisted ankle (not too bad, should heal up in a day or two).
Scratches from sand on right cheek- not deep.

"Oh." Bean said as Minna mentioned that she had no family. "I've got my sister, Kira, she's my only sibling." Bean said, the last bit after a slight hesitation, since he had only thought to add it then. After all he couldn't let the capital know that he and Kira had been living on their own, other wise they would take her to the group home, which he knew she didn't want. "Alright. Your turn." He said, looking at her, waiting to see what she had to talk about. Perhaps her conversation idea would be a bit less dead end than his was.

Bean answered. He worries about his sister.

((Arg, again, sorry about the shortness... Why can't I seem to write anything good?! That's rethorical, don't answer...))

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[left][size=150][color=#804000]Sarkra Nightshade "Bean"[/color][/size][/left] [right][size=85][quote][u]Age[/u]: 12
[u]Gender[/u]: Male
[u]Weaponry[/u]: A dozen large cactus spikes, about three inches long each
Two rocks the size of a tennis balls.
[u]Medicine[/u]: 1 bandage
[u]Survival[/u]: 1 ten foot tarp
1 bottle of water
1 flashlight
1 plastic trash bag
[u]Alliance[/u]: Minna.
[u]Injuries[/u]: Twisted ankle (not too bad, should heal up in a day or two).
Scratches from sand on right cheek- not deep.[/quote][/size][/right]

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no posty at this time :3

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Still Alive:
Jerzey. // Taylor
zippyzoo77 // Sarkra
aseka // Fawna
NPC // Carson
f l a r e <3 // Azalea
Sebastian.Michaelis // Nick
Skellington. // Isis

Absence
f l a r e <3 | 8-14
Sebastian.Michaelis | 11-21
Skellington | -

Strikes:
f l a r e ♥ | 1 strike
Sebastian•Michaelis | 2 strike
zippyzoo77 | 1 strike

still don't post

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Please be aware that the characters that I have chosen to kill were randomly drawn from an online scrambly program, and are in no way linked to my thoughts about you/your character.

Minna // :
- - - - - While Minna idly spoke to Bean, she had no idea what was waiting for her. Snakes plowed through the earth, ten of them, bound straight for the girl. The first flew out of the concealment of the earth, fangs sinking deep into the flesh of her hand. The next one latched on to the back of her neck, venom seeking her veins. When it hit there, it raced to her heart, spreading toxins throughout her body. Within seconds, her eyes glazed over and she fell cold. The snakes left, leaving Bean alone with a corpse.

Max // :
- - - - - In his sleep, a nightmare stirred him, but that wasn't fatal. The fatality was when the spider dropped from above him and onto his neck. Large fangs sank into the tender flesh. Almost immediately, the swelling began. Max's eyes flashed open, and he batted at the spider, but it didn't matter. The swelling was beginning to cut off his oxygen. Before long, he couldn't breath, and he fell to teh desert floor, his body spasming one last time before death took him.

NOW you can post! :)

[clusterducks]

((I hate you, random scrambly program.))

[skïttles]

sowwee much :c
i didn't wanna choose so i just looked up a random program and...ya :/