.:The First Ever Hunger Games:. (New and Accepting!)

[Ralonica Thorondor]

{Yup, that's fine.}

[P*A*R*A*M*O*R*E]

(Okay! I am from there now!! And her weapon is an axe! )

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[Ridiculous]

(What are we up to?)

[Ralonica Thorondor]

{We've hardly started yet. For those who want to start at the reaping, they can do one post about the reaping. You don't have to if you don't want to. After the reaping, we will go straight to the parades. I think I'll do my post on the reaping, just to get things started!}

Carl Westson
Carl stared at everyone in the square. The atmosphere was tense. Everyone was nervous. He was enclosed in a roped-off area, with so many other boys as well. A lady stepped up to the podium, and the crowd hushed. Carl listened with the rest of the crowd, as the lady read out a speech. He hung onto every word, listening intently. He wanted to find out as much as he could about these "Hunger Games" that were so new. He didn't know what to expect.

When it came time to read out the tributes, Carl felt his hands go clammy. His heart was beating so fast he thought it would explode. He didn't know why he was feeling like this. There are thousands of other children. he thought. Why would it be me? But still his fears held.


The lady read out the first tribute. A girl. Carl didn't recognise her, and he paid no attention to her. He was too busy fretting about who the boy tribute would be. The lady stepped up to the glass bowl that held his name, on a slip of paper.

She pulled out one of the paper slips, and stepped up the microphone, about to read out the name.

"Carl Westson."

Carl felt like he was going to faint.

[ceodoreharvey]

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Foxy Merrin

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Foxy looked around the square. There was apprehension in his eyes, but also bloodlust. Whereas other teens stood around nervously, he stood straight.
Maybe it was that bad feeling in his chest.
First, a weird Capitol lady gave a speech about what the Hunger Games were. He listened for long enought to know that, if he was chosen, he would probably die. How appealing.
The girls were chosen first. Foxy didn't much care who she was, and didn't bother to remember the name.
But he couldn't believe the name they said, when the boys were drawn.
"Foxy Merrin."
Oh, sure, he liked violence. Blood? That was a plus. Not being here for Platinum and Mom? Big downside.
Hey, at least, by his name being pulled, he saved Platinum from being picked. But only for a year.
But he didn't mind. Not death.

[Slightly_Insane]

Constance

Constance stood in the square, her body shaking. A weird capitol person spoke about the "Hunger Games". I shivered. I did not want to be picked for that.It didn't sound good.
"Ladies first" The lady grinned
The lady walked up to the girl's ball and drew out a name. She smiled.
"Constance Hughes"
I felt all the blood drain from my body and I couldn't see. Blackness surrounded me

[Ridiculous]

(Can I post?)

Tor waited in the Justice Building, only just refraining herself from pressing her nose to the windows to see what was happening outside. There was a TV in the corner of the room and she had to watch the reaping from there. Is this what the Capitol people are seeing? She wondered. The host seemed to be excited as he rabbited on about the glory that these kids would bring to their district. Tor felt like throwing up.

How could she possibly help these kids at all? At least one of them had to die. One of the kids outside was going to die. She gagged again, holding her hands over her mouth. Oh God, what would the people think of her? Or the family of the kids she was supposed to help. How could she ever look them in the eye?

Tor looked back at the TV screen as the chipper Capitol woman got the two tributes up next to her. They were going to be coming into the Justice building soon and she'd get to meet the tributes face-to-face. She really wished she could punch that Capitol woman while she was at it.

(Is that okay?)

[Ralonica Thorondor]

{Yup, that's fine. For everyone else's information, Ridiculous is RPing Victoria Legasa, mentor for District 8.}

[Ridiculous]

(*Smiles and waves sheepishly*)