*The 95th Hunger Games*NOT ACCEPTING*

[Lox]

(( i do believe we could start, because we need some tributes to die at the Cornucopia Bloodbath....))

[. w0nd3rlanD .]

(Hmm.... TRUE!!)
(Soo where shall we begin?)

[Lox]

((maybe the morning of the reapings? who will play the announcer person?))

[. w0nd3rlanD .]

(Depends.... Because they are all from different districts!)

[Lox]

((that's very true... i think you should start.... your charrie is in the first district lol))

[. w0nd3rlanD .]

(Okay)

Seath
I stood and stared at the ball.
My name won't get pulled out, Well I hope so. If it does... I know how to fight I think to myself.
I wait for the name to be pulled out. The man, That I have never seen before walks to the ball. Everyone goes quiet.
"Seath Rens" The man say joyfully. I must of gone pale, Because everyone was asking if I am alright.

[belle.]

{ E m e r a l d . A n d e r s o n }
{ D i s t r i c t . O n e . 1 7 }

Emerald watched as Seath was called up; watching as his skin paled and everyone pushed him towards the peacekeepers. She stood rigid as the announcer moved to the Girl's bowl; placing his hand in and pulling out the piece of paper.

"Emerald Anderson." The man called; Emerald walked as slowly as she could through the crowd and towards the stage - shaking a little.

[..::Gymnastikz::..]

Jediah, district two.

I tried to steady my breathing, I could not be picked for this. I can't. I was silently praying in my mind, this was the last thing I wanted. I crossed my fingers and hoped that my name wouldn't be picked out, I blocked my ears as the name was called. I felt everyone pushing and shoving me telling it was me whom had been picked.

[Scar.]

.:Vitani:.

Be assured that a walk
through the sea of most souls,
Would barely get your feet wet.

Vitani stood in her place of the crowds, her body shivering, not due to the wind, but her fright of what was about to happen, the young girl had no idea how to use any weapons, however, she had done face-painting for the younger children of the district, therefore, she could do well with camouflage. Hopefully. She watched as the person walked to the front of the stage, she didn't take any notice of what they looked like, she was too busy worrying.

"Nzuri Vitani."

Vitani flinched, hearing her name being called, yet not believing it, as no one else walked to the front, she was forced to believe that it was her name. She shakily took a step forewords, getting sympathetic pats on the back from her peers.

.:Luke:.

You are a fluke of the universe.
You have no right to be here.
And whether you can hear it or not
The universe is laughing behind your back.

Luke sighed, watching the person at the front. He narrowed his eyes slightly, glaring at them as they swirled their hand around the jar. The teenager didn't look very healthy, his skin was pale, and looked slot paler due to the scruffy dark hair that fell just past his chin, and covered his dark, green eyes. he was skinny, very skinny. And underneath the clothes he had been forced into, his ribs showed. At first glance he looked like most boys at his district, however, at a closer look, one would notice the bones that showed where they should have been covered in a healthy layer of fat. Luke shifts his position slightly, waiting for the boy's name to be called, yet dreading the moment that it was, his name had been put in a few times, much to his disliking, he sighs, looking down at his feet and not really hearing the name as it was called.

"Luke Torbay."

After a few moments he looks up, to find most eyes on him, "No.." he whispers, "No.. It can't be.." he gasps as his arms is taken, as he was lead to the front he shook his head vigorously, "No, you've got the wrong person.. It can't be me.." he attempted to yell, though his voice caught in his throat, and it came out as a whisper. He felt all eyes on him as he was dragged to the front, and as always, he ignored them.

[. w0nd3rlanD .]

Arana
I look around the rest of distric 8. Strait faces and slumped shoulders. I look over to April. She is more pale than anyone else. I watch the lady walk over to the girl ball. I take a breath and hope for the best.

"Arana Banks"
I stumble through the croud and onto the stage.

Blake
I smile at my girlfriend Selsie. Luckily she hasn't been picked. The rest of the croud goes quiet as the man walks over to the bowl of boy Tributes. I brace myself for the result.

"Blake Kendalls"
My heart drops. I can't win this. I drag my feet to the stage. And hold back my tears.