84th Hunger Games | Semi-Lit | Not Accepting

[belle reve]

~Grace~

Grace nodded, her reddish hair being brushed behind her shoulders. "Does anybody else in your family hunt? My brother can hunt, but not me. He said he was gonna teach me, but..." She shrugged, and a confused look spread acorss her face. "It's not? That's weird... So it's not like the storybooks?"

[anarchy, inc.]

{ ¤ May I reserve a male tribute from Eleven and a female tribute from Eight, please? ¤ }

[khaleesi,]

.:Username:.
!*KatnissEverdeen*!
.:Full Name:.
Mockingjay Everdeen
.:Age:.
16
.:Gender:.
Female
.istrict:.
12
.ersonality:.
Mockingjay's original personality is more than it looks. She thrives to keep her family alive. Mockingjay poaches to feed her family and trade. Mockingjay can be nice to people she cares for, but otherwise better watch out. She poaches with a bow and arrows her father made. She hunts with her best friend who also needs to feed his family. As soon as Mockingjay heard her name at the reaping she thought to herself "May the odds EVER be in yout favor"
.:History:.
She only tells close friends.
.:Family:.
Her mother, father, and sister.
.:Skill(s):.
Mockingjay is very very good with bow and arrows. She runs fast. She can climb trees like a squirrel. She has great hunting skills and hides very well.
.:Greatest Fear(s):.
She fears her family being hurt or dying.
She also fears death to herself.
.:Crush:.
~~To be Continued~~
.:Boyfriend/Girlfriend:.
Edit Later
.:Spouse:.
Ummmm.....Awkward
.:Children:.
Even more Awkward
.:Tribute?:.
Yes
.:Token:.
Mockingjay pin from eras before her. She was named after it as well.
.:Weapon:.
Bow and Arrows (Incredibly good)
.:Other:.


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.:Username:.
!*KatnissEverdeen*!
.:Full Name:.
Toby Watchmen
.:Age:.
20
.:Gender:.
Pretty sure I am a guy
.istrict:.
2
.ersonality:.
Toby is cold hearted. He doesn't care for anyone but himself. He doesn't even care for his family. He lives alone. he will die alone. Unloved.
.:History:.
He won the 81st Hunger Games.
.:Family:.
Doesn't really bother
.:Skill(s):.
Mentor
.:Greatest Fear(s):.
Uh nothing to special. Becoming gushy lovey.
.:Crush:.
Love is for wimps
.:Boyfriend/Girlfriend:.
Uh love stinks
.:Spouse:.
No comment
.:Children:.
.........NO
.:Tribute?:.
Mentor
.:Token:.
Mentor
.:Weapon:.
Nope
.:Other:.
Mentor for district 2

{Fixed?}

[k i n g]

(Yes and yes)

[khaleesi,]

{Yay, where is everyone}

[anarchy, inc.]

And click
.:Username:.
Anarchy, Inc.
.:Full Name:.
Thera Asheizen
.:Age:.
16
.:Gender:.
Female
.:.District:.
8
.:.Personality:.
Thera is a bit arrogant and cold-blooded, having no problem killing others to get her way. She is short on words and minces feeling, with no regret or pity. She hates debts and therefore will owe none to anyone, even if that makes it harder on herself. Cross her in the arena, and you will die.
.:History:.
Coming from a rather poor, ignored district, Thera had a hard life. Her father was an abusive drunk, her mother incapable and unwilling to stop him. She has a younger sister, age 7.
.:Family:.
-Shy, reserved mother
-abusive, drunk father
-younger sister she adores, age 7
.:Skill(s):.
Thera excels in knife-throwing and archery, but is also good at living of the land. She is brutal in hand-to hand combat, but can't handle a spear, and doesn't have an overwhelming amount of strength.
.:Greatest Fear(s):.
Her sister being abused by her father, owing debts.
.:Crush:.
--- Good luck with that.
.:Boyfriend/Girlfriend:.
---
.:Spouse:.
---
.:Children:.
---
.:Tribute?:.
Yes
.:Token:.
She has a ring.
.:Weapon:.
A set of silver arrows, bow and quiver. However, the tips can twist off the arrows to create a sort of knife, though it is still only one weapon.
.:Other:.
---

But his eyes are a warm amber.
.:Username:.
Anarchy, Inc.
.:Full Name:.
Garret Ciel
.:Age:.
18
.:Gender:.
Male
.:.District:.
11
.:.Personality:.
Garret is normally quiet and likes to stick to himself. He is very thoughtful, and may come across as shy at times. In reality, he is very kind and considerate, and will show that if you get to know him. He doesn't trust easily, and is a follower, not a leader.
.:History:.
Each of Garret's sibling were chosen as tributes, and each died. His mother hung herself, his father a lousy drunk.
.:Family:.
- Father
.:Skill(s):.
Swords and trapping
.:Greatest Fear(s):.
He doesn't like to think about death, and hates public speaking.
.:Crush:.
--- Maybe eventually.
.:Boyfriend/Girlfriend:.
--- Maybe eventually.
.:Spouse:.
--- he doesn't imagine he'll live that long.
.:Children:.
---
.:Tribute?:.
Yes
.:Token:.
Necklace from his deceased older brother.
.:Weapon:.
His sword.
.:Other:.
Thanks.

[k i n g]

(I believe District 2 characters are on the train.)

"Of course. Father hunts, Tallik hunts, Pali hunts - although he hates it- and I can hunt. I could teach you during the Games or training, if you want," Hershi offers, smiling at Grace "Grace, nothing in real life is like the storybooks. If we win this thing, they won't be able to see each other because we'll be the new mentirs..." Then an awful thought struck him. What was Josslyn going to do if that hapoened?

[reynard]

(( District One girl and District Five boy are on the train ))

[gloaming]

((I have district one boy ))

Adrian

Adrian stood up, brushing himself of. Quietly he opened is door, slipped out, and headed towards the dining car. He was starving and was hoping it was late enough that no one would be around. He glaned at the clock on the wal and swore under his breath. The Reapings hadn't even been broadcasted yet. He sighed and slid open the door to the dining compartment. Jumpng slightly when he saw the form of the other tribute from district 1 sitting at the table. He did his best to ignore her, grabbed an apple, and sat perched on the arm of the chair across from her. He glanced over at herr as she gazed out the window, a smll smile gracing her face. Adrian slipped into the chair. "Your a Career right?"

Laura

Laura glanced around the still empty compartment, looking for any sign of life. She had caughten a glimpse, just a glimpse of the male tribute, Andrew, she had been told he was called. Even with that short glimpse she was terrified. These huge, tall, strong 17 year olds, those were the people she was going to fight if she wanted to make it out alive. Se jumped slightlyy as te compartment door slid open. She folded herself into the seat, trying her hardest to be less noticeable.

[k i n g]

(I might make a guy mentor for one of the Districts to even out the gender thing. Opinions on which District he should be? Can't be District 2, because there's already two mentors there.)