84th Hunger Games | Semi-Lit | Not Accepting

[itsdemonnxoxo]

(Zelda, not accepted. District 14 doesn't exist and Disteict 13 doesn't give tributes.)

Josslyn had almost finished cleaning Jordan's cheek when he suddenly kissed her. Usually, on a good day, she would've flipped him and get pissed. Except she was lacking food and a bit of common sense at the mokent, so she didn't move away. Then she heard Grant's voice, snapping back into reality and pushing the escort away from her with a frown, unable to meet Grant's eyes. "Sparkles being an idiot."

"Excuse me," Cecil says to Yveri and walks out, practically fuming. He found Adrian and Alou backstage and dragged them to the side, flushed sloghtly from anger. "Explain your stupidity. Now."

(So how, am I suppose to have even character's in the RP?And could you make a District 14, for my character, and I will edit forms once again.)

[Aven]

(Not to be rude, but this roleplay is based off the Hunger Games. There is no District 14, and District 13 is supposedly destroyed, which is why they do not give tributes)

[Nazirah]

((We still need some more mentors and stylists and escorts, Zelda. Unfortunately I didn't get a tribute either but I am really enjoying my two mentors! You could make one to talk to Tonen...he's very lonely.))

~ Yveri Thayer ~ District 8 Mentor ~ To Anyone ~

Yveri gave Cecil a nod as he excused himself, his fury barely contained. She turned to watch him stomp away--no doubt to go berate his tributes now that they were both off-stage--and a small smile curved her lips as soon as the doors slid shut. If he was rattled, it would be easier for her to help her tributes. Now, as long as her own tributes didn't do anything so foolish, they ought to be in good shape. They were District 8, however, so hopefully they would have the sense to realize that the audience had already listened to a lot of others before them and know that they needed to be extra charming to stand out.

Still...it might be a good idea just to go and check on them...she could use Cecil's fury to her advantage but she should start right away. Oh, it was nothing personal against the man, but business was business. She rose from her chair and put her glass away before heading out the door Cecil had disappeared through a few minutes ago.

[Toma.]

Jordan pulled away at the sound of Grants voice. "She was-" his voice was suddenly cut short, unsure what to say, "Helping me clean myself up for the interviews." he managed to get out. He looked up at Grant, but not in the eye. He knew how Grant would be right now, the way Jossy was usually when she was around himself. And the difference between her attitude around the both. He didn't dare look back to Josslyn. Idiot. Now you can never make eye contact or look at her again. he told himself. And it was true, if he did, all it would do is make life harder on her.

[k i n g]

(Not to be rude, but this roleplay is based off the Hunger Games. There is no District 14, and District 13 is supposedly destroyed, which is why they do not give tributes)

(Aven is right, Zelda. Sorry.)

Josslyn noticed how stupid Jordan's excuse was. Why would he be kissing her while she cleaned his wounds? Her gaze flickered down to her feet, frowning. Grant would understand. He had to. He knew she didn't like Sparkles...

[anarchy, inc.]

Thera
{ District 8 Tribute~ }

The pretty girl snorted and rolled her eyes at some of the interviews, but her jaw plain dropped at Alou and Adrian's. "How could they be that stupid?" she murmured, just loud enough to be heard. It really shocked her that some of the measures some tributes would take to be noticed and gain sponsors. But her, she wasn't worried about sponsors, oh no. When you have the skills to survive and kill, you don't need help from stupid Capitol slime. Plus, owing debts wasn't her thing.

[gloaming]

((Poor Adrian and Alou XD Getting all the hate))
Adrian squeezed Alou's hand nonchalantly. "Alou?" He ventures shyly. "I don't want you to take this the wrong way but I think Cecil is right." He leaned over and kisses her gently on the lips. "We're in a lot of trouble. Definite first targets. And we might have even jeopardized our alliance." His eyes are clouded with worry and confusion

[uqtubee]

(Sorry you guys </3 I'm not going to be replying for today probably.
My cat died. </333
If you want an explanation about it you may PM me and the last picture of her I found is in my sig link, The Queen has been Laid to Rest.)

[k i n g]

(Awwwwh, sorry to hear that uqtubee. I understand.)

[reynard]

(( Sorry to hear that! D: ))
'I don't take the truth the wrong way, Adrian.' Alou said lightly under her breath. 'I thought about the trouble. For once, I actually thought about my actions, for the record. We got sponsors, this will help. And my stunning beauty.' She said dramatically, moving her hair again. 'In all seriousness, I actually don't think Isla and Brady will break alliance. Look at how she looks at him, and tell me you can't even figure that one out Addy.' She said sarcastically. 'As for first targets...I can protect myself. And if I slip up, you've got my back, right?'