Hunger Games: Set Fire to the Rain (Closed, sorry)

[belle reve]

(accepted! =D)

[violacherry]

~Rebecca Heartford~
.:Becca:.

Rebecca waited anxioulsy at the reaping. She glanced back at her family. Emily was holding Cassie and was trying to keep calm but Becca new her well enough to know she was struggling to hold it together. She closed her eyes and held her breathe as the woman fished around in the clear glass bowl full of hundreds of names.

Becca opened her eyes just as the woman said, "Rebecca Heartford". Becca felt like someone had hit her in the chest. For a moment she thought about running but decided it was no use. She struggled to keep it together as she glanced at Emily and Brian. She was doing pretty well as she slowly made her way to the stage until Emily let out a shriek and crumpled to the ground, causing Brian to get tears in his eyes. Becca looked at the crowd, deep down in side she wished someone, anyone would volunteer so she could take care of her family, see her sister grow up but she didn't want anyone to die on her part. She had already experienced so much death and destruction.

[twig.]

I want to get in on the action!
[b]Username:
t.A.T.u
Name:
Noelle Jennifer Littles
Nicknames?:
Tree monkey
Age (12-18, unless parent):
17
Gender:
Female
District:
4
Personality:
Noelle steps headfirst and is very strong for a girl. She has a very sharp mind and is always trying to cheer someone up. Although, she is very secretive and will never tell about her personal life. That is reserved for trusted ally's only. Her father knew that one day she would end up in the reaping. She has tried to save the family too many times. Jerimiah told her all about fighting and told her not to get attached to many things, they will all die one day or you will kill them first. Noelle can be kind at times, but that is rare. Is always looking for some way to play a trick on someone. Tracker Jackers are her favorite gag toy.
Description or Pic:

History:
Skills:
Hunting, Swimming, Climing
Weapon choice:
Crossbow
Height:
5''
Weight:
96 lbs.
Family:
Her father Jerimiah Littles
Body Modifications:
A tatoo of a heart on her shoulder with her own intitals along with her fathers. N.L and J.L
Relationships:
None at the moment
Likes:
Running
Fighting
Killing
Blood
Puppies
Dislikes:
Horses
Reapings
Math
Cats
Clowns
Fears:
Death or the death of her family
Other:

[belle reve]

(accepted! thx! =D)

[twig.]

ƨǝןʇʇı⅂ ɹǝɟıʋʋǝſ ǝןןǝσᴎ
Don't judge a thing 'till you know whats inside it!
Don't push me I will fight it!
Never gonna give in never gonna give it up no!

Noelle pushed through the crowd guarded by Peacekeepers. She peered over a shaky 12 year old. "Greetings!" Says a tall young man who seems to stare straight at Noelle. "I am Regie Hakard and welcome to our Hunger Games Reaping!" Regie reaches into the glass globes and pulls out the slip that is to the right. "May the odds be ever in your favor..." He says before opening the envelope. "And our female tribute will be Noelle Littles!" Noelle felt like someone had thrown a thousand knives through her. She waited for a moment and began to walk up to the stage. Regie gave an almost sorry look at Noelle. With all the cameras turned on her, Noelle grabbed her shoulder and shouted, "DAD! I LOVE YOU!" The feeling of sadness crept up into her as she waved what seemed to be her last goodbye to the crowd.

The Peacekeepers guarded the door of the train as it took off to the capitol. Regie walked over to Noelle, his short red hair slightly rugged. He gave her a hug, "I am sorry, the odds just never seem to be in your family's favor." She shrugged off the hug and slumped into her seat, "Nothing can make me feel any better about dying....." She muttered her face showing no emotion. "Regie, I...." Noelle stopped in the middle of her sentence. Regie almost jumped out of his seat, he could not stand waiting. "What is is Noelle?! You have to tell me!" Noelle rolled her eyes, " Regie, could you call me Tree Monkey?" He looked puzzled and then broke out into laughter. "Why?" He asked. Now emotion was written all over Noelle's face, "Cause that is what Dad called me." There was a loung pause before Regie tried to hug again and this time Noelle accepted it.

You can't take me I'm free!

[belle reve]

(XD Luv the song. I know it >=3)
(Like Tatu, we can be on the trains =D)
(Before I am on...)

I didn't want to loose you
Leave you with a broken heart
But wherever we are, we're miles apart
I know that we tried, but this is the last goodbye

</3

District 1||Justice Building||Spark

Spark was ushered away without a word, shuffling her feet quickly. Some Peacekeepers had to keep either carrying her or prodding her with a stick because she would become to scared to move. The horror, the disbelief, everything kept crashing down upon her all at once, paralyzing her with shock. Often times throughout the short walk, Spack would collapse to the floor, mind completely blank. After all of the falling, she at last was led into a white room in the Justice Building. Is this where they hold the mental people? She thought. Breathing quickening, she restrained herself from banging on walls and crashing into the door. Instead, the nervous girl seated herself on the white velvet couch. She stroked it, trying to place her mind someplace else. This is not a mental hospital. This is not where I will stay for the rest of my life. I will soon be out of here. Someone will take me out soon. This is not like a jail. I am safe here, but I will not stay here. Everything will be okay, everything is fine. After cooling herself down just enough to retain from crying, her aunt walked in, face red and blotchy from crying. At the site of her, Spark immediately broke down, bending her head into her lap. Her aunt quietly sat beside her, stroking her back. She whispered things saying that things would be okay and everything would work out, but Spark kept shaking her head, still not looking at anyone. After a few minutes, Spark sat up to face her aunt. She took a deep breath and managed the words:
"Tell me the truth. I'm gonna die, aren't I?"

[twig.]

ƨǝןʇʇı⅂ ɹǝɟıʋʋǝſ ǝןןǝσᴎ
Don't judge a thing 'till you know whats inside it!
Don't push me I will fight it!
Never gonna give in never gonna give it up no!

"Regie, the Peacekeepers would not let my Dad come and see me. He has gone through lashings for poaching. They restrained him so I guess......." Regie nodded at Noelle. The train stopped to get fuel. "How about we go and stretch our legs?" He asked leading her out the door. "Regie, I know that you are wondering about the reaping, you know when I grabbed my shoulder? Well I have a tattoo of a heart with my intitals and my Dad's too." Regie led her back up the steps into the train and pointed to the reapings being replayed. A girl named Spark was chosen from District 1 and then another named Rebecca was chosen from...right when they were going to announce the district a Peacekeeper walked over and shut off the television. "We are nearing the Capitol." The Peacekeeper was male. Noelle walked into her cabin and took a shower. She admired all of the buttons and picked one that had Strawberry Blast shampoo and soap. It was heavenly. Noelle dried off and dug through her drawers until she found her grey longsleeve top and a pair of black jeans. Her blonde hair was full of tangles and as she brushed them out she though about her father doing this with her every day. Oh how she missed him already. With a bunch of bobby-pins in her hand, Noelle made a small bun on the top of her head. The shirt she was wearing had a hole cut in it so that you could see the tatoo. "Dad...." She sighed.

As the train pulled into the Capitol, Noelle and Regie were showered with cheering crowds. "Come along, it seems since you missed your final goodbyes we got here earlier than the rest. Let's get you into your room." Regie says goodbye and he walked off. Noelle flopped down on her bed and tears decided to come.

You can't take me I'm free!

[bubiza]

((Joining.))

[belle reve]

(yay! Thank you! =D)

[bubiza]

I want to get in on the action!

Username: ѕυperllαмαpυɴĸ

Name: Derry Wood

Nicknames?: None

Age (12-18, unless parent): 14

Gender: Female

District: 3

Personality: Derry is a tomboy, and sometimes can be quite hot-headed. She doesn't like people who waste time, or don't do anything. She constantly wants to be the best, and is very competitive. She doesn't make friends easily, and is socially awkward, but is loyal to anybody close to her, and will protect them at all costs. Derry is also very athletic, and can easily scale trees. However, she is bad at hunting, and doesn't have much respect for nature. She has taught herself to feel no emotion, to avoid anybody sensing any signs of weakness in her.

Description or Pic: See the picture above this form. :3

History: Derry's family have always been poor, due to the large amount of people in her family. When she was ten, her brother Chandra died. Her parents were upset about his death, and they became even poorer. To make ends meet, the family had to rely on their friends to help stay together. Derry also had to apply for a Tessera, so her family could get more food.

Skills: Due to being from District 3, Derry is skilled at building explosives and deactivating them.

Weapon choice: Bow and Arrow

Height: 165cm

Weight: 47kg

Family: Derry is from a large family, and has many siblings. Her parents, Fern and Colin, both work in the same factory, and have done for many years, and have eight children. Derry is the fourth oldest. Her other siblings are Cody, who is 22 and works in the factories, along with her older sister Meg, who is 19. She had an older brother called Chandra, but he died aged 23 after an explosion at the factory she worked in. Her other siblings are Max, aged 11, Lottie, aged 9, Ted, who is 6, and Libby who is four. Derry was close to Chandra before he died, and wears a black leather bracelet on her left hand which used to belong to him.

Body Modifications: None

Relationships: None

Likes: Rain, being alone, her family, being outside.

Dislikes: Nature, being told what to do, people reminding her of her brother's death.

Fears: Any of her family being killed by the Capitol.

Other: Her tribute token is her brother's black leather bracelet that he had given her for her ninth birthday.