84th Hunger Games | Semi-Lit | Not Accepting

[k i n g]

(Seneca Crane's beard is pretty awesome XD)

[belle reve]

(Ikr! ;D)

[khaleesi,]

{Joining. Will you reserve district 12 girl and district 2 boy spot, Please?}

[belle reve]

(District 12 is open, but the boy for District 2 is taken, sorry. Would you prefer another district, like 3?)

[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 Watcherman
.:Age:.
17
.:Gender:.
Male
.istrict:.
2
.ersonality:.
Toby is a cold hearted jerk. He will kill anyone who gets in his path during the games. At home he is still a jerk. He leaves his family for himself. So considering what you have heard. He must go.
.:History:.
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.:Family:.
Doesn't bother with them
.:Skill(s):.
He can use a sword well. He isn't afraid to kill.
.:Greatest Fear(s):.
Becoming soft
.:Crush:.
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.:Boyfriend/Girlfriend:.
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.:Spouse:.
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.:Children:.
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.:Tribute?:.
Yes
.:Token:.
A woven tine bracelet from his best friend
.:Weapon:.
Sword
.:Other:.
Nope

She has a hard time killing[/center]

[winchester.]

[ Can I reserve a girl from 12 and a boy from 2? ]

[~DELETE~]

☼ Isla ☼

I smiled a bit when Braden grinned at me. It was good to know that we could still smile and such even though we were both probably goners.
I looked over at our mentor, Grant. He was tapping his foot. I wondered what on earth could be going through this mans mind. I'm sure he's thinking about how 'thrilled' he is to have to mentor us.
Peacekeepers led me to a room with a red velvet sofa. They slammed the door behind me, and I quickly took a seat on the sofa. A few seconds passed before the door opened to reveal my mother and my little brother. "Mother, Cloud!" I said, happy to see them both for what was defiantly the last time. We did a big group hug before we released one another. "I promise I'll try to win," I told them, and tear running down my face. Mother walked behind me, and I heard something snap. She was putting her necklace around my neck. I looked down and admired the peacock rock pendant.
"Time's up!" said a Peacekeeper before taking mother and Cloud away. I was alone.

◄ Zane ►

Peacekeepers threw me into a room where I was suppose to say goodbye to my family. I began to pound on the door. "Would you stop?! You have a visitor!" growled a Peacekeeper. I quickly stepped away from the door so they could allow my brother to come in.
"Gosh Zane! You need to chill!" said my brother, Travis. I shook my head. "You want me to chill when these last few weeks will be my last?" Travis just smiled and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Look at you. Your tall, brave, and strong. You're not going to die,"said Travis. This just made me more upset. "That's true, but what about all the other tributes that are the same way, but more skilled? I am going to die!" I snapped.
Travis just kept on smiling. How could he do that at a time like this? I was about to yell at him again until he held something out for me. "Your token," he said before the Peacekeepers took him away. I looked at the object in my hand to see Travis's rock ring.

[k i n g]

(Bump!)

[belle reve]

~Grant Odair~

Role: Mentor
Location: District Four, Waiting For Train.
Feeling: Horrible
Status: Dating Josslyn Foxwood
Crush: Josslyn Foxwood
Talking to: Nobody, yet

Grant walked around outside, having to stay near the escort. The mayor had gone back to his house, and now Grant was alone with the freak Capitol lady. His hands remained in his pockets, and there was no conversation going on. It was so near silence that you could hear the ocean waves crashing upon the shore. This may often seem relaxing, but Grant hated it today. In fact, everything was horrible today. He walked back and forth in front of the train tracks, occasionally the escort coming into view. He would divert his eyes away, biting back his distaste for her. The boy ran a hand through his hair, brushing a few irritating strands back. When is that train gonna get here? Hopefully never. He tilted his head up towards the sky. It was a cloudless day, which Grant thought wasn't the right mood for Reapings. A thunderstorm would fit the mood. He glanced over at the Justice Building, wondering how the tributes were reacting to having to say goodbye. A moment later, a whistle broke the silence. It was distant, but Grant knew the train could be here in a matter of minutes.
And then it'll be back to the Capitol... crap.

~Brooke Quinn Summers~

Location: District Four, Walking Home.
Feeling: Relieved
Status: Single
Crush: Nobody
Talking to: Tide

Quinn walked back, side by side with Tide. She was immediately relieved when her name wasn't called for the Reaping, and surpassed that when Tide wasn't called up, either. But, now, as she thought about it, Quinn did feel bad for the people who did get picked. She glared at a group of boys and girls walking by, frowning. This group of kids was one of many that had trained for the Games all their lives. But, they didn't volunteer this year. "Probably because the escort ushered the tributes up too fast this time," Tide had guessed. Quinn thought differently. "Maybe they wanted to see them die. Do you remember either of them from school?" Tide shrugged. "Don't know. But, I bet that's not it. Maybe they're all waiting until they're eighteen." Quinn looked across at the ocean, not responding. I should probably just be thankful neither Tide nor I were picked.

[k i n g]

District 9 ~ Mentor ~ 18 years
Mood: Terrible
Status: Dating Grant Odair
Crush: Grant Odair
Talking To: No one
Location: District 9; Waiting for Train

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"How does it feel to have your younger brother in the Games?" Josslyn grit her teeth, shooting the escort an icy glare. Who cared about her image right now? What more could the Capitol do? Kill her? Ha, that'd be the easy way out. They'd torture me first, she thinks bitterly. "You do know Hershi is standing right there?" she pointed to the auburn-haired teen that stood off to the side, waiting silently for the train. The escort huffed and turned away, looking at herself in a mini mirror and fixing her pink and green hair. The mentor growls and roll her blue eyes, not in the best mood to be ticked off at the moment. But, it lightened up considerably. At least she'd get to see Grant.

District 9 ~ Male Tribute ~ 15 years
Mood: Scared
Status: Single
Crush: ---
Talking To: No one
Location: District 9; Waiting for Train

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Despite being the lovable, little saint the boy was, Hershi shot the escort a venomous glare. Really? Were Capitol people that insensitive? Well, duh! They created the whole Games for entertainment! He chuckled quietly under his breath at Josslyn's outburst, and the escort's preppy reaction. Pink and green hair? Really? The Capitol people had such strange taste..

District 4 ~ Male Tribute ~ 15 years
Mood: So-so
Status: Single
Crush: ---
Talking To: Grant
Location: District 4; Waiting for Train

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After his goodbyes with the twins and his parents, Brady was sent off to wait for the train with the escort, his mentor, and the other tribute. He walked over without a care, noticing that Grant had a disgusted look on his face. "Eat something nasty?" he grins, trying to lighten up the mood a little. Either that, or he just pissed off his mentor on the first hour of knowing him.

(I fail XD)