{ The 100th Hunger Games }{ 15/24 slots taken, open}

[Spotted.Newt]

James

James stood anxiously on his pedestal, waiting for the games to begin. He looked around at his opponents, trying to guess what they each were like. None of them seemed too threatening... In fact, they all seemed just as unhappy about being here as he felt. Then, he turned his gaze to the assortment of weapons and supplies. He could just barely see a pair of axes on the wall inside the Cornucopia. Glancing at Serenity, the girl from his district, he guessed that she would want the axes. And he would let her have them. The only person he didn't necessarily have to beat since they were from the same district, he would prefer if they both survived. He disliked to see kids die.
The gong sounded, and everyone leaped off their pedestals, including himself. Dashing to the cornucopia, he grabbed the first thing he found: a small knife, and a bag of supplies. He then turned and ran towards the woods, wanting to get out of their before the bloodbath began.

Mackenzie

Mackenzie let her gaze wander over the various tools at the Cornucopia, contemplating which she should grab. She had been warned to simply run to the woods and find high ground, but she knew that she would have a better chance of surviving if she got some tools. So, when everyone dashed for the Cornucopia, so did she. Dodging the flying knives and arrows as the contestants fought, she snagged a bow and a quiver of arrows. She was going to grab a supply pack as well, but when an arrow flew past her face she turned and ran instead.

[mahou shoujo]

Ana Embry
I tried to analyze all the tributes standing around me in a half circle around the Cornucopia. Luckily, there was a sword near the opening. I made a deal with myself. I would grab that and supply pack and get out as soon as possible. When countdown finished, I leapt off the pedastool, dashing toward the sword. I grabbed it and the closest supply pack before running out as fast as I had come. I headed out into the cover of the trees and started to search for water.

[galati._]

I stood on the pedestal looking around to see if i could spot my sister i was getting ready to run to the
cornucopia i saw the spears i had my hands and feet ready to run and grab one. I looked around and saw my
sister looking at me i nodded at her.I ran to the cornucopia and grabbed 2 spears and a backpack i ran in to the
woods and found a large tree i saw my sister and i climbed up the tree and i waited for her.''I got 2 spears and a backpack you?''

[brendonuriesforehead]

Calea looked around, her hands quivering. All the people around her didn't look very blood-thirsty, they just looked scared, angry, and determined. She glanced at her sister, then to the Cornucopia. She spotted a bag of knives, as well as a backpack next to it, and decided she would grab those. "5" Calea jumped to attention and started creating a plan. "4" She would grab the knives and backpack. "3" Then, Chamomile (her sister) would follow, at least , hopefully. "2" They would run deep into the forest, climb up a tall tree, and take shelter in it's leaves. She wished she had telepathy to tell her sister the plan, but she didn't. "1" Calea nodded at her sister, then the gong sounded and she sprinted off her pedastal, grabbed the knives and the backpack, then turned to glance at Chamomile, gesturing for her to follow. When she turned back around, a dagger flew over her head and slid against her ear. She dashed away and touched her ear. It stung a bit and there was blood, but she would be fine. Calea looked behind her and saw her sister, smiling. They arrived at a huge tree and started to climb until they reached the top. The branches created a slanted area that was almost like a chair. It was a big branch that was shaped like an upside-down u, with branches behind it for support. She sat on the u-branch. The canopy of leaves atop and around the top of the tree provided a safe hiding place. "Well, what'd ya get?" she asked her sister, panting.

[galati._]

''I got 2 spears and a backpack you?'' i said looking around for other people i put my hand on
the leather of my pants and hold on to my locket

[brendonuriesforehead]

"I got.. well, it seems to be an arrow carrier, but a bit shorter, full of knives." I said "Oh, and I got a backpack." I took the backpack off of my shoulders and opened it. It had basic things in it, such as food, water, hair ties, and a small, thin blanket. My eyes widened as I spotted band-aids and cleaning ointment. "I think we're good with what's in my backpack, what's in your's?" I asked my sister. As I waited for a response, I peeked out of the leaf canopy. The sun was still high in the sky, and I was hot. I took of my leather jacket and laid it beside me, on the side my sister was not sitting on.

[galati._]

''well in my backpack i have hair ties some apples also water oh and what looks like a
blanket and medical tape'' i dug around to find some more stuff
but that was it ''so are we ever gonna leave this tree?''

[brendonuriesforehead]

"Nice. How long do you think we'll last?" I asked, tilting my head to the side. The thought that I would die here made me wan't to bang on the glass dome of the arena until it cracked. And the fact that the capitol had no objections to having my sister and I in the Hunger Games only because it shows they have the power to make families to fight to the death and the districts could not do anything about it made me sick. They always treated us like chopped liver anyway, so I don't know why it surprised me so much that they would do that to my sister and I, but it just seemed.. more.. I don't know.. violent than usual. Like something that could spark up a rebellion happened in one of the districts, and they want to tighten their grip. Or maybe they just want to feel more powerful. Whatever it is, I do not let it sit on my mind for long, and I peek out of the canopy of leaves. I see someone running under the tree and quietly slide my jacket back on, putting the knife carrier on my back along with the backpack. "There's someone down there, be quiet, but be prepared." I whisper to Chamomile.

(if anyone wants to be the person that Calea sees under the tree, just respond to the rp)

[Paisley Owl]

.:Serenity.: District 7:.

Serenity's hands were sweaty, and her heart raced quickly as she stood on the pedestal. She could hear the countdown. Would it be the countdown to her death? She caught a glimpse of James, the boy from her district,  looking at her, so she followed his gaze back to the cornucopia, where there was a nice set of throwing axes hanging on the wall. Her older brother had taught her to throw axes when she was just five. Her brother was one of the lucky ones; he grew up and got out of district 7 without having to enter the hunger games. She sure wished he was here with her now.

The alarm sounded, signaling that it was safe to step off the pedestal. Serenity ran towards the cornucopia, dodging people as she went. She was fast, so she got there before a lot of the tributes, but after James and a few other girls. She grabbed a supply backpack and swung it over her shoulder, then proceeded to the axes. The pack of axes was heavier than they appeared to be, nearly winding Serenity as she grabbed them and ran. She spotted a small pack of daggers, and grabbed them as back up in case she couldn't carry the axes.

Serenity bolted from the cornucopia, heading in the direction that James had gone, but slightly to the side. She wasn't sure if James was in this for a district win, or if he didn't mind killing her as well.

[brendonuriesforehead]

I couldn't see the tribute very clearly, but they looked up as I let go of the leaves I was looking through. The leaves made a rustling sound, and my muscles tightened. If the tribute has a bow, Chamomile and I are as good as dead. I peeked out again, and the tribute did not have a bow. I let out a quiet sigh and watched the tribute. They were still looking up, but at the wrong tree. I held back a small laugh and then scolded myself. You shouldn't be laughing during the Hunger Games! I looked at my sister, who was back in her jacket, spear in hand, and backpack on her back. I could see her smile a bit, probably stifling a laugh like myself. I let the leaves go and they rustled loudly. I clenched my muscles as Chamomile did the same, the leaves rustling.