*The 95th Hunger Games*NOT ACCEPTING*

[..::Gymnastikz::..]

Jediah trudged into the dining room and took her seat, "who wants to shotguns killing me?" She was joking but quickly realized her mistake and ushered herself and pretended that she hadn't said anything. The hunger games was nothing to joke about. Unless you, like, wanted to die.

[Scar.]

.:Vitani:.

Be assured that a walk through
the ocean of most souls 
Would scarcely get your feet wet.

Vitani was clever enough to realise that she needed to go to the dining room, however, she was not in a fit state to do so, her body was curled up on the floor of her room and she was sobbing uncontrolably. After, all, the girl was only thirteen. The young girls body seemed to be refusing to follow any of the instructions her brain told it. Therefore, she just stayed curled up on the floor, tears falling quickly down her cheeks. Vitani had a loving family, she couldn't let them down.

.: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 stalled silently into the dining room, shooting a cold look at the other tributes. After all, these kids were now his enemy. The teenager didn't seem to think that he needed allies, however, if someone asked him, who was he to turn them down. After all, he wouldn't have any trouble killing them if it came to it. The dark-haired boy never got close to anyone, with the exception of his younger cousin, Zanna, Trey and Zira of course. He, Zanna and Trey had been friends since they were ten, the young kids had formed a close bond, and called themselves 'The three Musketeers,' after all, someone needed to rebel against his stupid father... Luke quickly shook his head, he didn't need to think about that at the moment, about them, how he was never going to see their smiling faces again. Without realising it, the boy had clenched his hands, nails digging into his palms so hard that they cut the skin, causing small drops of blood to fall onto the table. The teen watched the drops of blood for a few moments, making no attempt to stem the flow.

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Arana sighed and walked into the dining room. She screamed when she saw the other tributes. She went and sat next to a boy tribute (Luke) and frowned.
"Woah dude, you're pouring with blood" She poked him and gave him a napkin.

[Scar.]

.: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 didn't even look up to the tribute as he replied, "Yeah.. And your points is?.." he asked, watching the blood for a few more moments before balling his hand up into a fist, causing more blood to flow from the open wound, finally, after a while, Luke looked up at the other tribute, taking the napkin he watched her, as though debating whether to ask who she was, or why she was being nice. Instead he shrugged, and dabbed quietly at the wound, and all the while, his face didn't show any expression; his eyes, no emotion.

[eren.]

◎ James ▧ Stark ▨ DeCardino ◎

16/♂/Single ♥/District 9

"Yeah, I'm a bit cocky...What's your point?"

I sat in silence, my iradescent blue eyes gazing out the window, watching the outside world pass by in a blur.

'I'm going to the Capitol.'

This didn't feel like reality. It felt like a dream. Well...more like a nightmare. I never thought in my 16 years of thriving in District 9, that I would be in this position, sitting in this chair, riding this train.

'I was going to fight for my my life in the Hunger Games...'

Just thinking about it brought back all the shock from the reaping, and took all my words away once again. I could hear some voices coming from the section of the train in front of the one I'm sitting in. I didn't want to face the other tributes right now. I didn't want to get to know them...because it would make killing them...that much more harder.
Instead, I remained frozen in my seat, my gaze returning to the window as my thoughts raced.

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Arana just frowned. And slammed her fist on the table.
"Excuse me?! I was helping you! I will kill you first if I want!" She screamed as a man took her away. She punched him in the face and ran to the other side of the room. He came over to her. Arana grabbed onto a knife and stabbed his shoulder.

[Scar.]

.: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 watched Arana calmly for a few moments, before nodding his head slightly, "Alright.." he said, voice as always, flat, "I bet you could kill me.. If you really wanted to that is.." he sighed quietly before standing up, "Excuse me.." he muttered, turning in his heel to walk from the dining carriage. His hand was now bleeding almost out of control, as he passed the female tribute he stopped to mutter, "After all. Surely you would prefer me to lose the blood, it would make me weaker, and therefore, more vulnerable.." his voice was still flat and emotionless, however he looked down at the floor as he spoke, hair covering his bright green eyes.

((I really can't be bothered to post for Vitani right now, so if anybody wants to rp with her, or not, just let me know.. Ahaha. ^^))

[.Apocalypse.]

((Recap?))

[. w0nd3rlanD .]

(They are in the dining room! And Arana is being Phsyco!)

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(BUMPEROO!!)