the 35th hunger games ll open and accepting

[history class.]

well. I'm gonna be smarter than all of you people and SLEEP. *rides away on horse*
night guys, see ya in the morn <3

[aho]

Mazie Aquilino - district 6
location: forest & Cornucopia
weapons: long sword
tagged: Dia

She made sure no one attacked Dia as he quickly ran and grabbed the last remaining backpacks and the spear that had impaled Chandler, the helicopter had begun to take off after taking his body, the wind from the propellers became a cool breeze that shook the trees. "Alright lets get out of here." she said to Dia. They slowed their steps as she knew Felicity would still be around the Cornucopia, "Well at least we can defend ourselves now." she smiled a little despite the situation. "We should find water probably the best course of action right now." she remembered from the tips the mentors gave her. The careers would be the most dangerous opponents in the game since they were after all trained by the victors.

[☆ jupiter]

christopher ludwig||male||17||d.7||tagged; Canada/no crush
Raising a brow, Chris shrugged. "OK, 11. Suit yourself." He settled back against the wall alongside the edge of the ravine, and looked up at her for a few moments, then stared directly at the fire. "Name's Chris, by the way." He said in an almost softer tone. If he wanted to be allies for any longer with this girl, or get sponsors, then of course he would have to make things more personal between them.

felicity woodrow||female||17||d.5||tagged; open/no crush
Felicity didn't stop running until she was well over a steep hill and nestled on the other side. She opened her backpack and dumped its contents; of course, the food she took, which was an apple, two packages of jerky and a package of dried kale. She searched through the contents previously in the bag; a package of bandages (which she, for the first time in the Games, smiled at when she saw it), a small net ideal for both fishing and trapping, a grey poncho, and a bit of coiled wire. Felicity refilled her bag, but took off the medical herbs on her wounds - which had worked wonders - and carefully tied the bandages, before starting to walk again, almost completely regaining her balance.

[memichoo]

Vincent Conaro × Male × Seventeen × District 3 × Appearance
Crush:: Open × Tag:: Kiara

Vincent slid through the undergrowth, forcing his breathing to slow. If he were running around, panting like a dog, that wouldn't do much good. It continued on like that for quite awhile, his stomach occssionally rumbling to remind him that he needed edible food. He paused for a moment, studying the nearby bushed. Why couldn't they just grow berries so that he could actually have a chance to live? The boy rolled his eyed before tensing up, hearing the approach of another person. It was a female tribute, but he didn't exactly know which district she was from. He remembered seeing her face when dshe was scored; It was around 6 or 7. The tribute tightened his grip on his weapon, hoping he wouldn't have to use it. He wasn't exactly a big fan of killing people.

Natasha Corenso • Female • Fifteen • District 12 • Appearance
Crush:: Sgorr { Later } • Tag:: Sgorr

Natasha jumped as a cannon boomed, signaling the death of a tribute. The echo of a voice coming from the Cornucopia was cut off, the singer probably the victim. The sound encouraged a surge of fear to pass through here. It was completely real. She packed her things and started to sprint away, only just realizing that she was near the Cornucopia. "Stupid, stupid me," She murmured under her breath as she ran. A mountain was coming closer, the ground slightly slanting to meet its base. The girl scanned the stone, finding a dark smudge that stood out from the rest of the area. A cove! That would be a perfect shelter! She could only hope that no one was in there. The tribute slowed, slipping quietly through the entrance. Only once she paused to catch her breath did she notice another figure. "Dang it," She complained. The cove just had to be taken.

[food ☕️]

Sgorr Bacon • District 9 • 14

Sgorr saw a shadow reflect against the rock wall project onto the ground before him. His eyes widened as if he was a deer in headlights. He quickly snapped out of it and dumbed all the bag's contents onto the floor of the cove. There has to be a weapon in here somewhere... Possibly the smallest knife he had ever seen went clattering onto the ground. He couldn't help it, a smile spread across his face. He scooped it up and locked his elbow out, showing his attacker he was armed once it made the corner. He didn't look like he was in good shape of a fight though. His arm was a bloody mess, his brunette hair in a tussle, and his eyes rimmed with the beginning of sickness.

[memichoo]

Vincent Conaro × Male × Seventeen × District 3 × Appearance
Crush:: Open × Tag:: Kiara

Vincent slid through the undergrowth, forcing his breathing to slow. If he were running around, panting like a dog, that wouldn't do much good. It continued on like that for quite awhile, his stomach occssionally rumbling to remind him that he needed edible food. He paused for a moment, studying the nearby bushed. Why couldn't they just grow berries so that he could actually have a chance to live? The boy rolled his eyed before tensing up, hearing the approach of another person. It was a female tribute, but he didn't exactly know which district she was from. He remembered seeing her face when dshe was scored; It was around 6 or 7. The tribute tightened his grip on his weapon, hoping he wouldn't have to use it. He wasn't exactly a big fan of killing people.

Natasha Corenso • Female • Fifteen • District 12 • Appearance
Crush:: Sgorr { Later } • Tag:: Sgorr

Natasha knew she was dead as soon as the figure began to search for a weapon. But once it found one, the fear trickled out of her. "Impressive knife," She commented, studying him. Even if he had a real weapon, he was in no shape to finish her off. An injury was clear on his arm, a bloody mess. Some sort of illness rimmed his eyes. His appearance made her wince, but she couldn't afford to let down her guard. Just in case. The girl scanned the little cave, eyeing a few rocks. She leaned forward and picked up one that fit perfectly on her palm. "I'm not afraid to chuck this at you," She threatened.

[food ☕️]

Sgorr Bacon • District 9 • 14

He observed the feminine figure. She was much more fit than he was. Sgorr kept his weapon held high, "Well, I'm not afraid to chuck this at you!" He paused. Well, that was dumb to say. He tried again, "It may be small but it can still hurt! Besides, I'm not giving up this cove without a fight." He paused again, to draw some creepy affect. "Almost any pressure to the throat can kill."

[history class.]

(canada)
(11)
(female)
(16)
(christopher)

Canada tilted her head. "nice to meet you, chris. I am canada, but feel free to call me can-can." she grinned at the name. her mother used to call her it. she had read about it somewhere, it was a dance performed a long time ago. she glanced up at the snow and shivered, then looked down at the ground again. she was going to have to get down there. maybe it would be best to just drop. she wheezed and pulled herself up, then lowered herself so she was hanging by her arms off the branch. she let go and landed hard on the ground, but without and injury. "ugh." she made her way over to the fire, then looked around. "we should go hunting. animals would probably be out the most at this time."
(watson)
(4)
(male)
(17)
(angie)

watson blinked as he heard a cannon, then looked up to see a body rising into the air, from the direction of the cornucopia. "huh. when we get back we need to protect our supplies better. the winner of that fight's probably taken something." he shrugged and turned around, then made his way quietly over the ground. night was falling, and as he walked, a snowstorm blew in, flakes falling in thick clumps.

[memichoo]

Vincent Conaro × Male × Seventeen × District 3 × Appearance
Crush:: Open × Tag:: Kiara

Vincent slid through the undergrowth, forcing his breathing to slow. If he were running around, panting like a dog, that wouldn't do much good. It continued on like that for quite awhile, his stomach occssionally rumbling to remind him that he needed edible food. He paused for a moment, studying the nearby bushed. Why couldn't they just grow berries so that he could actually have a chance to live? The boy rolled his eyed before tensing up, hearing the approach of another person. It was a female tribute, but he didn't exactly know which district she was from. He remembered seeing her face when dshe was scored; It was around 6 or 7. The tribute tightened his grip on his weapon, hoping he wouldn't have to use it. He wasn't exactly a big fan of killing people.

Natasha Corenso • Female • Fifteen • District 12 • Appearance
Crush:: Sgorr { Later } • Tag:: Sgorr

Natasha hefted the rock in her palm. "And a rock thrown at your head means you're dead." She conned, pausing. "It wen rhymes, unlike your threat." For some odd reason, threats that rhymed just seemed all the more better. And cheesier. "I'm not gonna leave this cove without a fight. Wanna make the first move? Maybe you can throw that knife at my bag." If he actually do that, he would lose his knife, which was probably the only weapon he had since he didn't pull out some shining sword or something. The girl tilted her head at him, studying his every move. If she got distracted, even a little, he was right; If he threw the knife in the right place, it could be a fatal wound.

[food ☕️]

Sgorr Bacon • District 9 • 14

Sgorr gawked at her. She was testing him! His eyes flickered uncertainly. Any more pausing and he was dead meat. He let his guard down and let the knife drop to his side. Then with lightning quick reflexes he kicked out and connected with her knee. As she stumbled he threw himself ontop of her with his knees pressed to her waist. "I think I can manage without a rhyme."