The Hunger Games (2/24 dead)

[ColorsOfTheWind]

Full Name- Ravyn Marie Dawson
Age- 16
District #- 7
Ok, my iPad is being really retarded, so Ravyn has ling, curly brown hair that tumbles down to her waist. Her eyes are a stunning blue that look almost silver in the moonlight.
Family (Sibilings, Parents, etc.)-They all died. I fend for myself now.
Skills (Sword-fighting, archery, etc.)- I am an archer. I can fight well with a sword, if that's the only thing avaliable.
History-My mother died in childbirth for my little brother, Lars. He soon died of a rare sickness, that eventually my dad got as well. My dad died wen i was 11. I have no really good frineds, but I know some people with whom I trade with.
Personality- I am very sweet and kind to everyone. But dont get fooled by my looks and sweetness. I will tear your eyes out of their sockets if you insult my beliefs, try to harm me or anyone else I care about.
Crush- Looking
Boyfriend/Girlfriend- Wnats, but doesnt want as well.
Husband/Wife- Nope
Did you read the Rules (Yes or No)- YES!
Who is your stylist- unknown
Mentor- Unknown


Full Name-Rose Jana Carter
Age- 16
District #- 10

Family (Sibilings, Parents, etc.)-Mother, Amarie; Little brother, Ahamad
Skills (Sword-fighting, archery, etc.)-I am a dagger thrower. I also beat many guys in fights, and they were way bigger than me.
History- My father died in a hunting accident. My mother was devastated, and forbade me nad Ahmad to go into the forest. Of course, I didnt listen. I brought food and water ever night, and my mother cooked. I also put a few pennies on the table for us, out of trade.
Personality- I am a fighter. I could care less what you think of me, but no one messes with my family. NO ONE. I will take on a Capitol person if it came to their safety.
Crush- Looking
Boyfriend/Girlfriend- Wants
Husband/Wife- nope
Did you read the Rules (Yes or No)- yes
Who is your stylist- Unknown
Mentor- Unknown

[briny]

xXxFull NamexXx
[Seth Rider Smith]
xXxAgexXx
[17]
xXxDistrict #xXx
[10]
xXxFamilyxXx
[Josh Smith- Father, Brodie Smith- Deceased- Mother, Adam Smith- 12- Brother]
xXxSkillsxXx
[Seth was trained from the start to survive in the Hunger Games for precaution. His best skills are camouflage, archery, brains, sword fighting, and brute strength]
xXxHistoryxXx
[Seth grew up and a large farm where he spent his life training to keep himself alive in the Hunger Games. At the age of 6, his mother died of sickness. Seth hardened slightly after that. He trained harder, longer, and put more pressure on himself. He had always looked out for his brother Adam more since their mother died. Seth even started to help more with farm work, and riding the horses more. Adam started training with Seth, but seemed helpless with anything. Seth continued to strive in training for years. He became very strong, very smart, and cunning. He dreaded the Reaping days, but didn't mind if he was chosen. Seth was especially uneasy when Adam was 12 on the day of the Reaping. Out of all the kids in the district, Adam's name was chosen. Out of all those kids, it had to be Seth's little brother, Adam. Poor little Adam looked so sick in the face, it wasn't funny. Seth volunteered to take Adam's place, know one objected. So, now he stands, up on the stage holding back his brother and tears.]
xXxPersonalityxXx
[Seth is cunning, headstrong, and smart. He looks out for his friends and family, and would do anything for them. When it comes to life or death, Seth always has it under control. Sometimes Seth can be unforgiving and cold, but it's just because of his mothers death. Seth is a really good friend and is usually nice, kind and friendly. Surprisingly, Seth isn't full of himself, nor does he care about looks, but he doesn't mind a lovely and charming girl, though. It seems like he plays hard to get, but frankly, he doesn't really want to be in a relationship now. When it comes to the Hunger Games, he lets nothing blind him, lets nothing stop him, he blocks most of his emotions, and goes to full blown real-deal training mode. Seth sometimes uses his good looks as an advantage, but he is very careful with it. Seth is not careless, or forgetful, and his senses are always up and at their best. Seth can be very aggressive, and will especially be in the Games.]
xXxCrushxXx
[None]
xXxBoyfriend/GirlfriendxXx
[None]
xXxHusband/WifexXx
[None]
xXxDid you read the RulesxXx
[Yes]
xXxWho is your stylistxXx
[Unknown]
xXxMentorxXx
[Unknown]

[b e a u t i f u l]

(Accepted. Everyone is at the Training Center.)

[moon.]

(( Sorry I've been gone! I went out of town. Working on my post ))

[moon.]

Rainia was sitting down at a station, the only there beside the person teaching the lesson. The woman has scars down her arms, but obviously doesn't want them mentioned as she demonstrates how to create a fire with no smoke. This will be handy, Rain knows, in the arena when her every step is being tracked, but she may be cold. Then again, it could be some constantly hot arena. Fire would still come in handy there, cooking, cleaning, anything of those sorts.

Rainia feels a movement beside her, which is something she is good at. Her head instantly snaps to the side, only to see Zack again. Too much of a coincidence, it seems, but she dismisses the thought with a bat of her eyelashes. He's staring at her again with those big eyes, a look deep in them that she can barely read. With a heaving sigh, she turns her attention back to the woman, not even greeting the tribute from her own district.
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Kodiak looks at the girl who had spoken (Eternal) and gives a curt nod. Sure, he likes the ocean, but water and fish get old. Boring. He's kind of glad to be in the games, he just hopes he doesn't have to constantly be swimming. He always does that at home. He's ready for a change. Just as these thoughts enter his mind, Sierra speaks again, a bit on the offensive side. He gives a little shuffle of his feet, mind whirling.

Oh, do I smell that bad? He jokes. When ever somebody says that he seems like a District 4 member, he always gets a bit offended. District 4 smells like fish and always seems to be coddled. Water, oceans, seafood, yadda yadda yadda. He's so tired of the obvious. Can they just move onto something but his fish ridden District?

[b e a u t i f u l]

Sierra Jones
District One
Sierra crossed her arms, looking him down with her beady pacific eyes. Though, she didn't sense any harm to her, really, in his tone. Just annoyance. As she tucked a piece of her curly brunette hair behind her ear, she nodded, slowly. "You do, actually. Smells like my uncle Sam's closet." She opened her mouth to speak again, but thought it was enough to tick him off.

Zack James
District Eleven
Zack looked at her, wanting to pull the act through with the Gamemakers. Don't over do it. He nodded to himself, looking at the floor, then turning away from the station, carrying on with the next: Archery. "Oh no." He let out, picking up a bow and arrow, and aiming it at the dummy. It took just 5 minutes for him to let it go, but it aimlessly missed, spiking just above the dummy's head. He let out a huff, trying again.

[briny]

xXxSethxXx
[District 10]

"Show off, but don't show all of you skill"Seth mumbled to himself. His grey eyes darted around, they fell onto the archery station. He walked up, but saw someone already there. "I hope you don't mind"Seth said to the guy. He chose a bow and held it up. He targeted the human dummy's heart. He pulled back the string with great force. As he let the sting go, his arm muscle rippled slightly. The arrow was shot straight through the dummy's heart. "Nice"Seth smiled and readied the bow again. This time he shot through the dummy's head. He watched the guy next to him carefully, making sure that he didn't pick-up to much skill for archery. Seth lowered the bow. He turned his head to the guy next to him. "It looks like you're having some trouble, there..."Seth hinted

[b e a u t i f u l]

Zack James
District Eleven
Zack chuckled, aiming again, right at it's chest, below the heart. His eyes concentrated, right in the spot, and he let the arrow fly, and it whizzed past everything making a Whipp! sound as it flew through the dummy, sinking into its heart. Zack took a step back, suprised. Then he remembered the boy, who also was good at this, and flashed him a white smile. "You were saying?"

[moon.]

Rainia turns her head to the side, watching Zack walk away again. She turns her head to the side, a question flaring in her eyes. Peculiar this day is, peculiar indeed. She silently thinks. Rain has no clue what is going on - the boy from her district treats her different than she expected. It makes her uncomfortable. No, she's not trying to be rude, she just honestly doesn't know what to do about it. With a heaving sigh, she gives a smile of thanks to the trainer, and moves on.

The next station she approaches is spear throwing. A man stands there, holding several spears. He holds one out to Rainia and she gingerly takes it, though there is determination in her heart. Without thinking, she tosses the spear with all of her might at a red and white target. It hits just the outside of the third ring. And so, with a strong and quick arm, she continues practicing, accepting help from the man as he tells her how to aim, how to throw, but most of all, how to not miss.
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Kody lets out a gruff laugh, bending down to sling up a silver sword. The handle is encrusted in pearls that twine down to the bottom and the tip of the blade is as sharp as anything. It glimmers as he turns it, as if it were covered in a fine powder. But he knows better, it's just the Gamemakers trying to distract them with fancy weapons and glorious machines. He knows much better.

So Kodiak turns to Sierra, holding his sword out from his chest, spinning it idly. You any good with a blade? He asks, craving some combat of a good, heated sword fight, the clank of metal on metal and the sweat of a truly worthy opponent. Oh, how he loves swords.

[b e a u t i f u l]

Sierra Jones
District One
Sierra chuckled, as though this answer satisfied her. She walked up in his path, staring him down with those beady eyes, again. Sierra nodded slowly, looking past his left shoulder to the arrangement of the beautiful, deadly, weapons. One catches her eye, though. No, it was'nt a glimmering sword, sparkling with glitter from head to toe, no. It was a simple, 3 foot sword, with little crystals, though they resembled rocks, alligned just abouve the hilt of the sword. It glimmered in silver metal, and as she pushed past him, she lifted it in the air, studying it. It was as light as a feather, balanced. She turned toward him, smiling coldly. "Yes, yes I am."