74th Hunger games!:: Accepting!

[Snowseph]

(Wait! Which book are we doing? The Hunger Games or Catching Fire?)

[FrostTail]

((were doing our own dividual one i think. Just with the main chrachters

[Snowseph]

(Ok.... should we start?)

[MySpoons]

May the evens be in your favor...

Haymitch scowls, his face twisted in hate. "Only for one lucky tribute," he almost growls. His hate for the capitol is strong, so strong the coppery taste was overpowering. But he knew that he needed to work the crowd. A sponsor can be vital in his survival in the Hunger Games.
Haymitch starts as the train whistled, and cursed himself for it. He gratefully sank into a plump grey-blue sofa. The almost simultaneous events during the reaping still blows for his mind. The mind-numbing walk to the stage, the reek of Effie's perfume that smelled like a rotting flower.
He didn't really want to make friends with the teens he would have to kill, but it could weaken them up. Create a few cracks that Haymitch could hammer until they shattered.

[Snowseph]

.: Katniss:.
"Haymitch, do you have any suggestions/strategies for us?" I asked. I was thinking about what might happen with Prim & my mother. What could they do to them? Turn them into Avocxs, torture them, or who knows what.

[FrostTail]

((Heymitch is a tribute on this one isnt he??))

[MySpoons]

((Yeah, he is... I don't know who the mentors are But I'll offer to be one for District 12))
Username:WhiteCamel
Name:Arron Davenporth
Age: 36
District: 12 Mentor
Gender: Male
Description: Arron is 6'4 and is lean. His dark black hair is spiky messy. His green eyes are soft.(Bargh, sorry for lack of creativity.)
Personality: He is pretty laid back but can be hot tempered and impulsive. His hate for other tributes in the Hunger Games he was in inspired him to win. Now, most of that pent up steam has left, leaving him cheerful and open.
Volunteered? No. Mentor.
Kin:None.
Crush:None.
Weapon(s):N./a
Advantages:n.a
Disadvantages:n/a
Allies:n/a
Other:he is usually caught staring at nothing in particular, brooding.

[whiskeyrose]

(Accepted)

Cato

Cato look around the train. He knew all the career's would be at his side in the game's but he would be running the show. He sat down at one of the table's. He sighed and imagine the captiol. The cray people shouting their name's and betting on them.

Foxface

She look out the window of her train. She knew diffrent plan'ts and sneaky. She had to win somehow. She look at couple of the plant's in the room. Her fate lied in hand's of the captiol and Snow......

Gale

The reaping was flashing threw his head. Katniss steping up their to Volunteered for Prim. Prim. He knew how much she was hurt and the promise Katniss made to her. For now Gale was going have protect Prim. He was going let her mom hide under the cover's while Prim cried. He look around. He grab his bow and slowly went under the fence of the border of District 12.

[FrostTail]

Prim clutched her fist as if something where inside it, something precoiuss. ((my horrible spelling)) She looked at her mom, who was in a state of shock. Prim walked outside the door and milked Lady.

[whiskeyrose]

(It's okay)

Gale

He came across a rabbit. He aim for the rabbit as he hopped along. He let go the string and let arrow fly. The hit was fatal but he was not going let this one slide. He pulled out other arrow from his quvier and shot the rabbit. He pick it up and took back to the hob. The rabbit ad enough with a small loaf of bread. He saw prim milking Lady. He walk up to her. He didn't know what really to say to her but he took out loaf of bread and offerd (Spelt it wrong) it to her.