~The 19th Hunger Games~No Longer Accepting~

[greenwolf1998]

Accepted

[Mystic]

~Jayden~
Gear spreads throughout Jayden as he looks out over his family and his friends. Most look so very mournful, especially his mother who is now weeping with such intensity, she's shuddering with every sob. It broke his heart to see her like that, so he quickly turned his gaze away from her. There was no use getting all emotional in front of this crowd. TV crews were already training their cameras on him.
Lifting his head up in a look of strength and defiance, he looked like the complete opposite of the that shook beside him.
She looked so small and frail. Her shoulders were slightly hunched in misery, her head tilted down to hide the stream of tears that flooded her face, though you could obviously see the tremor in her jaw.
Jayden, once again, felt a pang of sympathy.
Such a small girl. He bet she didn't even know how to wield a weapon, let alone know how to survive in the wild.

~April~
April could feel the shudders of her body as she forced herself to look away from her family, and little friends. She could hear the wail of her mother as she tried to claw her way to the front, but the peacekeepers were warding her off. If she didn't quit her crying now, she would most likely be knocked unconscious.
But April could do nothing as she was ushered off towards the large building, where they would be held for an hour to say their goodbyes.
Shuffling forward, almost numbly, April could feel everyone's eyes drilling into her and the young man behind her. Stupidly, she felt so self conscious, up there in her pretty white dress. But there was nothing she could do.

[_sleepless_dreaming_]

~Miley Turner~

Miley's heart pulsed. She stood with a group of 14 year olds. She watched as her name was called. She stood for a few moments by herself. She walked slowly toward the stage.

~Lucas Till~

He looked around the crowd. {Im not going to right everything right now}

[greenwolf1998]

I have to go now

[audreym3]

Flora clutches to her best friends hand whose in her age area with her. They don't talk just stare as they play the video . Flora hates going through this every year. Flora exchanges glances with her younger sister because this is her first year at reaping. She's told about a million times they won't pick her. But Flora still notices the fear in her eyes. the video finnaly ends then the woman on stage starts talking. "Ladies first." she says. Flora squezes her friends had tighter. The microphone echos off the name "Kate Walker." Flora look over to the girl standing next to her that her hands in Kate. Kate tries to stay tall but, Flora know she's terrifed. Flora frezzes and doesn't move a muscle. When shes half way to the stage Flora snaps ot of it and runs to her only friend Kate. She starts yelling Kate's name but, the peacekeepers try to pull her away. everyones silent except for Flora and staring at her. "I voulenteer!" Flora yells agian and agian. Kate runs up and hugs her and yells when the peacekeepers pull Kate away. Flora walks on stage standing tall. What have I gotten into she thinks. The lady on stage hands her the mic. "Who might you be?"she askes Flora. Flora respond and says "Flora Spring."

[Chaoswolf]

~Riley~

Riley stood amongst his fellow potential sacrifices completely at ease. He understood this to be a necessary evil, like so many in the world. An evil that existed not only because of the Capitol's cruelty, but also because of his ancestors idiocity, that they should fail in a revolution of their own starting. Still, his chances of being chosen were slim. As slim as picking a single cherry tucked in the thickly populated middle of a barrel of identical...no, he looked to his left and right, these were far from identical. The blond was more like a pearl, with pale glossy skin and dark blue yes, among these ashen frail children surrounding him.

"Riley Anderson"

Silence, and then a scream from a throat that could only be his mother's. In his vain ramblings, Riley had missed the calling of the girl tribute's name. Rather than the paralyzing fear that most of his predecessors had felt, Riley felt a bit of relief. Finally, he would be able to stop attending these things! He broke out into a grin. It was lauaghable really that someone of his standing, who never had to sign up for tesserae, should be chosen among the children whose names stuffed in that box a hundred times over.

As he walked up to the stage, still grinning, he heard rumblings of "crazy" and "insanity". He found this entertaining, so much so that bybthe time he was climbing the stairs he was laughing loudly, the kind of laughs that shook his whole body from deep down inside. The woman on stage applauded his spirit, while the audience seemed to pity him in silence. The cheerful, sweet boy had gone insane when it was announced that he would participate in the 19th Hunger Games.

*Rory*

Rory stood in the third of several ruler-straight rows of teenage boys. Some were taller than him, many were shorter, but all had a fair amount of muscle, right down to the smallest twelve year old. He stared intently at the wooden stage before the sea, but he was not listening to the droning speech of his mayor. Nor did he pay any mind to the woman on stage with shells entangled in her braids. He was as still as a cliff breaking a wave and colder inside than a bucket of ice.

The young man paid no mind to the crying as a girl ofDistrict Four was called forth as a tribute. Nor did he tremble when his own name was called out. Byrns, like fire burns. But no name could be more unfitting as he marched himself up the stage in frigid silence. His glance at the woman on th stage made her shiver as though a cold wind had passed through. He took his place beside the girl tribute and froze the air with his icy stare.

[Fluffypantsjr]

(I am a bit busy so by the time I write my first part out you'll all be on the training bit - I might as well join in then. I'm not quitting, I'm just not participating in the choosing part.)

[Chrystopher]

Mako

Harvesting stops as we are all called in. I climb down from my high branch and begin to trudge slowly toward town center. Things become a blur and soon I am herded into the crowded area full of the kids I grew up with. Thankfully, my brothers are not yet old enough to experience this terror.
This is the first time I've actually been positioned in the square for reaping, usually im in the back alleys, craning to get a glimpse of things thanks to the massive amount of kids in my district.
As the woman reaches into the girls' bowl I'm not paying attention, I don't want to see the poor girls face as her life is sentenced to end.
"Cassandra Ashton" The lady calls. I nearly jump, I know that name! She was in the same class as me, her beauty always amazad me. I frown.
The next thing I know, the woman's hand is in the boys' bowl and my heart begins to beat a little too fast.
"Simon Hopkins" The woman calls and a little boy is shoved forward. He must be about twelve, and I can hear his cries from hear, he calls for his mother, his father, his younger brothers and sisters, and they are screaming his name too. Before I can think about what I am doing, the words pour from my mouth, "I VOLUNTEER!" eyes everywhere focus on me, camera lenses are trained on me, my every move is being broadcast to the whole world. They allow the young boy - Simon - to go back to his family as I am shoved onto the stage. The woman asks my name and I know, showing weakness here is a very bad idea. I straighten my back.
"Mako Wintergail" I say bravely and I shake hands with Cassandra, not looking at her, but at my family, the tears streaming down their faces. 'That was a regrettable move mako.' I think to myself. 'Look at them, you're an idiot.'

[greenwolf1998]

(Yeah thats fine,don't worry about it)

[Mystic]

~Jayden~
As Jayden lumbered towards the Justice building, he couldn't help but cast his gaze out at the Peacekeepers. A few looked stone cold, emotionless. Like real peacekeepers were supposed to look. Though, a few looked remorseful, and sympathetic. Especially Miranda, who was just barely containing her pity as she glanced to him and the small girl in front.
Seeing Jayden was looking at her, she quickly shifted her gaze to a nearby tree. He could only shake his head at how cowardly that was. She couldn't even look him in the eyes, not even to say goodbye.
That shouldn't have rubbed him the wrong way, of course, but he had lived in district 7 his whole life. Had come to know most of the adults there, even become friends with them. Miranda was one of them, even if she did work for the capitol.
Sadly, that was all gone now. Jayden could only set his jaw and force himself to look emotionless.
It would do him no good if he was thought to be weak.

~April~
As the anthem played in the background, April could only think of her death.
How it would be played out, who would do it, where it would be. It just kept swirling around her mind, swimming in her deepest thoughts. Death would be the only thing she would ever think about, now.
Numbly walking into the Justice building, she was ushered to a pretty fancy room. Though, it didn't catch her attention.
Who cared about such things? It was all worthless. Would be worthless to her.