It's Different This Year... ~ A Hunger Games Role Play ~ Ope

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Jaylon

I smiled, inspecting the small, silver bird.
"Nice work," I commented. "I might get everyone wearing these. It's really quite impressive."
I smiled at Roan. She was lucky to be from such a cultured, talented area. If the capitol people had even half this skill, it might be endurable to live there. Too bad they didn't.

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((Accepted))

Yaaay thank you! ^^ yet I can't RP right now, I'm at school :p sorry!

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"Oh." Roan said blushing. "I actually..." She smiled lightly. "I wanted you to have it." She held it out. "Your the boss."

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Jaylon

I blinked, slightly taken aback. But then I smiled.
"Yeah, I may be in charge," I said, "But you're the one who made it."
I took the string it was held by, and slipped it over her neck.
"So you should be the one wearing it. After all, I'm essentially useless around here."

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(I don't know what's going on so... can someone tell me where are the Tributes? Thank you )

Atomique Nuclearita

Flashback:

The awkwardly-dressed woman stood on the solid steel pedestal, the Reaping balls standing beside her, filled with thousands of the cards. Atomique sighed, looking at the woman as she tried to keep the suspense and tension. Her glove-covered hand dips inside the sphere tank, she finally submerged her tiny hand inside the sea of papers. And after a few rummaging and mixing, she pulls out her hand, her fingers clipping on a strip of paper....

The familiar sound of a paper flapping is heard...

The woman took a deep breath before slightly smiling...

"Atomique Nuclearita Radiaccion...!"

Atomique exhaled once more out of boredom yet with slight shock. The eighteen-year old approached the solid steel steps and, when she is about to encounter the female escort, a girly voice pierced through the silent yet happy crowd.

"I volunteer!!! I volunteer!!!" she exclaimed, waving her hand in the sea of crowd. Atomique looked at the direction of the girl and shot a sharp glare. The girl noticed this but brushed it off.

"I believe this is my time to prove myself after years of training! Hah! I'll win! After all, I'm the best fighter in this District!" the unknown girl said, putting her hands on her waists confidently. The escort woman looks at Atomique with a confused expression. Atomique sighed lightly before looking at the escort with full expressionless face.

"I refuse to acquire the girl's kindness..." Atomique muttered sarcastically.

"I believe that you shall continue the ceremony... care not of the pest's demands and complaints... I'm convinced a mature woman such as you is capable of doing that... can you not?" she continued, earning multiple gasps from the crowd, the girl who volunteered growled and then shouted.

"Wh-what!? You can't do that!!! You can't refuse!!!"

Atomique turned her attention towards the girl.

"Why... of course I can... I possess the power to abort you from taking my place in this annual event. You may depart yourself from the hopes of killing... that is, if you possess the ability to take one's life." she retorted, slightly smirking. Atomique stands on the other pedestal and focused her vision on her feet, hoping this year's event will be more blistering than the one she participated.

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((Well, I think we just finished the interviews. I think. I've been a little behind with the tributes. 0_o))

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(Oh thank you! That helps a lot! thanksss!)

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((I'm playing the other district 2, Zaire. You could talk to him, if you want.))

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(Sure! Where is he right now?)

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((Flip, I haven't posted as him in ages. XD I guess he'll be floating around in a corridor or something. Just work from there, I guess?))