The 83rd Hunger Games | Accepting!!

[panorama,]

amber: saw kaytan and how he was so good at shooting. She smiled. Then realising that anyone could be watching returned to her cold face and aimed for the dummies face. She sent the arrow flying into the dummies lips. Now that will shut him up she thought.

[Meriadoc Brandybuck]

Kaytan saw Amber shoot, and geared up for a competition. He notched another arrow and aimed verrrryyyy carefully. He let go with a twang and the arrow flew swiftly towards the dummy, splitting Amber's arrow in half.

[panorama,]

amber: looked at kaytan and smiled. "wow your very talented" she told him as she wiped the sweat off her forehead

[belle reve]

District 12||Training||Ember

Eber glanced between the two other tributes at the same station as she, and quickly focused back on her training. Notching her arrow with pure concentration and determination, she fired it in such a style that it curved. But, it didn't look like it at first. It was a style she made form mistake while hunting. She had notched the arrow a bit haywire, and fired to the side of the dummy, so if it was a person they wouldn't think it was coming for them. But, at the last moment it turned. If done correctly, it could slice clean over someone's skin. In the dummy's case, its head was on the floor, stuffing hanging out. After that, she fired normally, hitting straight in the center of where a human heart would be. Next time, the eye. Another, the stomach, and so on.

[k i n g]

District 9 | Josslyn Foxwood | Tribute
I had just finished making some weird snare that the instructor taught me when he arrived. My competitive streak made me shoot a particularly venomous glare at Grant before I decided to wipe those smug grins off of the Careers' faces. Delibaretly and briskly, I walked over to the weapons area, skillfully dodging anything that came my way. There, I picked up a beautiful ivory bow, and slung the quiver onto my back. The targets were too easy, so I prepared an arrow and waited silently. As usual, the Careers were ignoring me. Percect. One of the boys was fooling around with some kind of chain that had a spiked ball on the end, swinging it above his head. I raise dmy bow, pulled back, and aimed. Swooosh! The very tip of the arrowhead caught the small hole in one of the chains, swiftly dragging the thing completely out of the stunned Career's hands. It impaled itself onto a motionless target thirty yards behind him, me smirking with triumph at them. Oh, I had many other tricks up my sleeve. All they needed to know was my bow skills and that they shouldn't mess with me.

[Meriadoc Brandybuck]

Kaytan nodded to Amber, then watched Ember. (the names are confusing!) He waited for her to finish, then he turned to a fresh dummy and shot, severing the arm. He quickly shot again, and again, taking off the othe arm and the head.

[belle reve]

Kaytan nodded to Amber, then watched Ember. (the names are confusing!) He waited for her to finish, then he turned to a fresh dummy and shot, severing the arm. He quickly shot again, and again, taking off the othe arm and the head.

(Ikr! XD when u first put Amber, I was gonna say, 'Do you mean Ember?' Oh, and XD Spirit, remember me? I played Percy in the other Hunger Games! =P)

District 9 | Josslyn Foxwood | Tribute
I had just finished making some weird snare that the instructor taught me when he arrived. My competitive streak made me shoot a particularly venomous glare at Grant before I decided to wipe those smug grins off of the Careers' faces. Delibaretly and briskly, I walked over to the weapons area, skillfully dodging anything that came my way. There, I picked up a beautiful ivory bow, and slung the quiver onto my back. The targets were too easy, so I prepared an arrow and waited silently. As usual, the Careers were ignoring me. Percect. One of the boys was fooling around with some kind of chain that had a spiked ball on the end, swinging it above his head. I raise dmy bow, pulled back, and aimed. Swooosh! The very tip of the arrowhead caught the small hole in one of the chains, swiftly dragging the thing completely out of the stunned Career's hands. It impaled itself onto a motionless target thirty yards behind him, me smirking with triumph at them. Oh, I had many other tricks up my sleeve. All they needed to know was my bow skills and that they shouldn't mess with me.

District 4||Training||Grant Odair

Grant made sure to keep a calm matter, even when he saw Josslyn's hateful look directed at him. In fact, eh pretended to not even notice, just pretend-focusing on his station. The instructor believed it, so gave Grant a quick quiz. "This plant? This? How about this? Hm... here's a hint: it's used to treat burns. Let's go to the next one, then. This?" Grant managed to get every single one wrong. Plants aren't my thing. He thought to himself. With a shrug, he faced to instructor. "Sorry, I don't think I'm very good with botaninny." The instructor rolled their eyes, correcting Grant that it was 'bottany,' not boaninny. Grant gave a quick laugh and turned around, saying goodbye to the instructor and wishing him the best of luck that there would be better people to train. Without another word, he parted to the camoflouge station. Haha... this'll be fun. The boy thought, picturing him dying either his or someone else's hair pink on accident. Grant didn't of course let the thought on, but instead began copying the others without a word. This is easy, he thought. That was, until the instructor told him he was using the wrong material, and that that one would stain skin or clothes. Looking down at his arm and jeans, that wasn't a good sign. He looked up, laughing. "Oops. There's ways using saltwater to get this out, right?" The instructor shrugged. I'm doing completely horrible. This is working.

[panorama,]

amber: returned to thinking that the dummies are going to kill her. She looked at the dunnie and concentrated. She aimed and sent an arrow right into the dummies air pipe (sounds funny) and then quickly loaded again and shot it in the nose. She kept shooting and eventually moved to the throwing station where you would usually throw spears axes daggers and such.

[Meriadoc Brandybuck]

Kaytan nodded to Amber, then watched Ember. (the names are confusing!) He waited for her to finish, then he turned to a fresh dummy and shot, severing the arm. He quickly shot again, and again, taking off the othe arm and the head.

(Ikr! XD when u first put Amber, I was gonna say, 'Do you mean Ember?' Oh, and XD Spirit, remember me? I played Percy in the other Hunger Games! =P)

District 9 | Josslyn Foxwood | Tribute
I had just finished making some weird snare that the instructor taught me when he arrived. My competitive streak made me shoot a particularly venomous glare at Grant before I decided to wipe those smug grins off of the Careers' faces. Delibaretly and briskly, I walked over to the weapons area, skillfully dodging anything that came my way. There, I picked up a beautiful ivory bow, and slung the quiver onto my back. The targets were too easy, so I prepared an arrow and waited silently. As usual, the Careers were ignoring me. Percect. One of the boys was fooling around with some kind of chain that had a spiked ball on the end, swinging it above his head. I raise dmy bow, pulled back, and aimed. Swooosh! The very tip of the arrowhead caught the small hole in one of the chains, swiftly dragging the thing completely out of the stunned Career's hands. It impaled itself onto a motionless target thirty yards behind him, me smirking with triumph at them. Oh, I had many other tricks up my sleeve. All they needed to know was my bow skills and that they shouldn't mess with me.

District 4||Training||Grant Odair

Grant made sure to keep a calm matter, even when he saw Josslyn's hateful look directed at him. In fact, eh pretended to not even notice, just pretend-focusing on his station. The instructor believed it, so gave Grant a quick quiz. "This plant? This? How about this? Hm... here's a hint: it's used to treat burns. Let's go to the next one, then. This?" Grant managed to get every single one wrong. Plants aren't my thing. He thought to himself. With a shrug, he faced to instructor. "Sorry, I don't think I'm very good with botaninny." The instructor rolled their eyes, correcting Grant that it was 'bottany,' not boaninny. Grant gave a quick laugh and turned around, saying goodbye to the instructor and wishing him the best of luck that there would be better people to train. Without another word, he parted to the camoflouge station. Haha... this'll be fun. The boy thought, picturing him dying either his or someone else's hair pink on accident. Grant didn't of course let the thought on, but instead began copying the others without a word. This is easy, he thought. That was, until the instructor told him he was using the wrong material, and that that one would stain skin or clothes. Looking down at his arm and jeans, that wasn't a good sign. He looked up, laughing. "Oops. There's ways using saltwater to get this out, right?" The instructor shrugged. I'm doing completely horrible. This is working.

Yeah I remember! Blackraven was from there too!

Kaytan got bored with killing dummies and moved on to the martial arts station. The trainer was busy talking to another trainer, so he looked around to see if any of the other tributes would spar with him.

[belle reve]

(XD yes! Apparently, Kaytan has abs of sttel >=) Sorry, sorry. I get back on track now!)