HG 1x1 JoyCh155 x Titanic

[johnsum.]

Well of corse like the title says this one on one RP is inbetween me and Titanic so no one else should post here unless you want a spiteful b!tch on your tail. Well if I have to describe the Hunger Games at all that would be me saying torture! Never ever wish for your name to be drawn. That would mean having to enter your name every year at least once from the time your 12 to the time your 18, you can enter your name one more time for each member of your family to get a years worth of oil and grain. If your name is pulled at the Reaping, your probably as good as dead though. A tribute, there's the ones that volunteer for showing off their own strength, and the ones that volunteer for other reasons. Well let's just get on to the country of Panem where two tributes will find themselves whisked off to the Captiol before they can even blink and comprehend what just happened.

Rules:

1.) * out cussing or use symbols.
2.) No sexual content
3.) May get a tad bit gorey but we'll keep it as basic as possible. At most PG - 13 I guess.
4.) Only me and titanic can post here
5.) OCC in (( )), [[ ]], or {{ }}.
6.) No PP, GM, MS or GS's.

Forms I guess:

Name:
District:
Gender:
Special Skills: (Four max!)
Looks:
Age: (12 - 18)
Others:

Mines:

Name: Joy Summer
District: 12, from the Seam
Gender: Female
Special Skills: Knive Throwing, Bow and arrow, edible plants, and small knowledge of snares.
Looks: =D < Just with dark brown hair I guess.

Joy's dark brown hair seems lighter than most of her family's black or almost black, brown hair. Her eyes are not as dark as you would expect from someone from her neighborhood, being a hazel blue, hiding all emotion under a unreadable gaze. Never not carring her locket with the image of her sister and father, just for good luck since the Reaping is drawing near. I'll add an image with in the next two weeks.
Age: 15
Others: I could always change the District if you don't like it!

[titanic]

Name: Devon Muerte
District: 12
Gender: Male
Special Skills: Climbing, Strength, Knife Throwing, Knot tieing (Four max!)
Looks: Devon
Devon is skinny, and average height. But still, he is muscular, and very fast. He has a nose ring, but doesn't really care what other people think of it. He just thinks it makes him look tougher behind his cute, innocent face. He has puppy brown eyes that can bore into you, and he isn't afraid to use them. With his light brown hair, he often needs to move it out of his eyes, which might be a problem in the Games.
Age: 14
Others: nope

[johnsum.]

((I added some pictures for Joy. You can start if you wanna.))

[titanic]

Devon kept one hand in his pocket, the other running a nervous hand through his hair. He was choking being between two other boys his age. It was reaping day, the day everyone regretted and always wanted to get over with, go home, and wake up, rushing through life again. But for two teenagers in every district, they will be saving their time, hoping for the day they enter the arena to never come. But, one day it will, and everyone will be murdered except for the one lucky soul who got out alive. Probably wont be Devon, knowing that he didn't have much practice killing other people. He let out a soft quiet sigh as more people got grouped near him. He made room, and looked up over at the large TV as camera's shot everything that was happening.

[johnsum.]

"Damnit..." Joy muttered as she looked bleakly up at the tv screens. She knew that after Effie was done speaking and the anthem was done playing they would be calling the female tribute. Every year Joy has been signing up for tesserea so so far she has her name in sixteen times. Sure, not as much as an eighteen year old person, but still that would grant her enough to get chosen over some of the girls her age. Her eyes darted back and forth as her stomach started to churn, knots forming as the Anthem and Effie finished talking, the female reaper being called.

[titanic]

Devon took a breath, watching as Effie walked over to where she would pull a single girl's name out of the large glass bowl like container. Everything went in slow motion for him from here on out, just like it always did at these stupid "ceremonies." Why the hell was it called a ceremony when they would celebrating the stupidest thing he had ever heard of. Devon always hated the government, finding them unfair and evil. But what could he do? Start an uprising? Yeah, right. He watched anxiously as did everyone else in the square as he waited to see who the girl's tribute this year would be.

[johnsum.]

"Joy Summer!" Effie said to the crowd that was silent. As she was about to go into one of her glorious speeches about being more cheerful about this whole situation, Joy just slowly walked up, her face showing no expression, just as cold as stone with shock, fear, and so many more feelings. She knew that her family may not be able to get by with enough food, probably if they were lucky it would be just enough, but she highly doubt that as she walked, it seeming an eternity to her, an eternity to her death. She wished with all her might that this would be a dream as she walked up the stage, wishing that the cameras weren't on her now. It's not like she was going to have a break down on camera, what would the other competitors think of her then?

[titanic]

Devon stared along with everyone else on the square as this Joy Summers walked onto the stage, surprised as everyone else. He didn't exactly know her, just that he had seen her around every once in awhile. He stared off at Effie as she continued with her perky little speach. Her in her stupid colored wig, showing no concern about the situation and how terrible it was. As she finished, he couldn't stop staring at Joy, thinking how bad he felt for her. He had five entries in for tesserea and the needed amount. The world got slower as Effie started to finish her speech and move towards the boy's. He prayed for him to not get picked.

[johnsum.]

Joy tried to keep her gaze as blank as she possibly could being under so much pressure. God, I just wish that this was over with... she thought, fairly not showing any haterd to the games to the outside world, but if you could just dig a small bit deeper into her, a dark vortex would for and just take away from the blank, mute looking girl, who just seem like she could be bent like a twig. This would be her worst nightmare, this will be her living nightmare, she just knew it from the start that it will be.

[titanic]

Devon paused, feeling his heart stop for a few seconds in his chest. "Devon Muerte,"Effie says. That was it, this was it. He was a tribute. People cleared a path for him, glad it wasn't them. He stepped onto the stage, no emotion on his face. This was the end of his life. No one ever won from District 12 really, and no one expected them to win. No sponsers would even consider them, and usually, tributes from district 12 were the first to leave. He smirked, a small grin appearing on his face. If he was going to stare at death straight in the face, he might as well make the moment last. It was definately strange seeing a tribute smile, but he didn't care. Maybe he was screwing with the competetion. He didn't look at the cameras but he knew they were in his face, capturing the moment.