Hunger Games rp (Not Accepting)

[pep]

Dylan reached out, offering to take one of his bags. She could tell they were heavy. "I think we should just pack the front with rocks and go through te little opening in the side." she answered, remembering a small gap big enough to let even Nick in.

[sushii]

"Too much work. Especially when we need as much energy for more important tasks." Nick rejected her offer to take a bag. He kept his two. He could handle it.


How long are you gonna be on tonight?))

[Burning_fire]

I could not find Nick's form anywhere. I am re-doing his and Kerstin's form, in acception of President. )



Name: Nicholas Adam Luisa
Gender: Male... Duh!
Age: 16
District: 11
Discription: Only a bit cuter.
Personality: Nick is strong. He will get up and fight for his loved ones no matter what pain and/or agony he nay be in. Nick is sensitive, and a very good lover. If you break his heart, rage there will be! Nick's heart will never stop beating for that special someone, and he dedicates himself to never giving up.
Family: His mother, Rosabelle, and his dad David.
Crush: OMIGOSH! Is it not obvious!? DYLAN!!! Derp! :''P
Alliances: What is an alliance? A talent? If so, Nick's talent is fighting Lol.
Weapon/speacialty: His sword, and his dagger.
Easykill: (yes/no) NOOO!!!
Other: Noope.




Name: Kerstin Reball
Gender: Female
Age: 17
District: 9
Discription: A pretty young lady with golden-brown, reddish hair. Her eyes are icy blue, with pure white skin. She has perfect shaped lips that are pink.
Personality: Kerstin is tough and flirty. She is several different people inside one body, so meet her and become a close friend to understand her!
Family: "Non of your business!
Crush: Umm...
Alliances: Eh..
Weapon/speacialty: She is pretty good with the bow and arrow.
Easykill: (yes/no) NO... Only is necissary.
Other: Nope.

Nick smiled at it came into view aswell. He rushed inside the cave and grabbed his two fully packed bags and slipped them over his shoulders. "A'right. Let's go.."

(I had to switch the districts. I replace Rachel (my dead tribute) with Kerstin and a slot never taken with Nick)

[==★ тea & caĸeѕ ★==]

Rani smiled, watching him go, then rummaged through her bag for her cantine of water and the weapon she had managed to grab from the bloodbath.

[Burning_fire]

Darren finished hunting and gathered his prey, two birds and a rabbit, together. He rinsed it all off with pureified water after touching the snow and took it to Rani. "Eat up"

[==★ тea & caĸeѕ ★==]

Rani looked up at him, smiling. She took a bird, and tried to look appreciative. "Thanks..." She said quietly, looking a bit pale. She had never eaten an animal in her life. And she didn't want to.

[Dia.]

Felicity smiled a little. "i like it," she said, then jumped as she heard another two cannons for other tributes. "Wyatt...how many kids are dead now?" She asked, looking up at him with big sad eyes.

Wyatt thought it over, "I've lost count... last I remember it was five. It could very well be more though." He sighed, "At least its not either of us, though... Right?" He tried to manage a smile and then sat down beneath the structure. "Let's check out these bags now, shall we?" He said, putting the one red and one black pack down beside him. He kept his spear right next to him. Although he didn't appear it, he was ready to spring up at any second to protect them.

[lycr]

Cimber Fuse
|District 3|Female|Age 15

“Eh, it’s not my fight.” Cimber’s shrug validated it. “Sure, I feel sorry for her and all, but I don’t know any of them, so it’s not any of my business.” After all, making enemies is one of the worst possible things you could do to yourself.

Wow! This tribute really had it coming at her. Cimber thought to herself, visualizing a twelve-year-old, welding a sword as he stood against the stormy backdrop of the night, and every once in a while lightning would flash as he fought her ally, the white lightning illuminating their grim faces and posture. Must have been a scary twelve-year-old...when Cimber was his age the most evil thing she liked doing was stealing gadgets from her father’s ‘inventing office’, which was really a small basement where he sat and toyed and fiddled with electricity and atomic science and the such, and then returning the gadgets within ten minutes before her guilty conscience caught up with her.

And then, Dylan! She must have been so brave, just jumping in front of a sharp knife...but it was thrown by a twelve-year-old, right? So he couldn’t have been that bad. But then she remembered it was Mercutio, who managed to pull an eleven right from the score charts. No twelve-year-old before had accomplished such a feat, and there must have been something that’s keeping him alive. There were two other twelve-year-olds in the Games, and, to be honest, none of the trio of young kids caught her mind often. Felicity was innocent and Cimber thought that she would be one of the first Bloodbath victims, but she was okay. The other girl tribute seemed fierce, but Cimber cast her out from her mind, but Mercutio was just plain scary. Along with the boy from 10, Wyatt. He was scary, too, but Cimber had a feeling that Wyatt had a good heart. He would be a wonderful friend, really, if they weren’t in the games. Cat mutts, huh? Cimber smiled. “The Gamemakers are sure bringing in a lot of mutts this year-I was attacked by a flock of ducks!” Of course, ducks with sharp teeth and three-foot long tongues, but that was besides the point.

The Eagle mutts? That’s when it finally came back to her in a flash. Of course! That boy tribute that Cimber thought looked too youthful to be her age-he had to be Mercutio! Of course she didn’t recognize him because the only time she’s seen him was when he threw knives at the dummies and never missed, and then his dark, apathetic attitude at the interviews. She just never seen a famished, blood-coated Mercutio before, and now that she’s thought about it, she really should have killed him when she got the chance-especially when all the tributes this year were so nice, if she really was to get rid of another murderer when she had the chance to, it would have been swell. Callisin? Cimber recognized the name, which somewhat brought slightly disagreeable thoughts associated with it.

“Oh, I didn’t like her that much~” Cimber shrugged. “I mean I like everyone-but she’s just not my favourite. I think she is nice-she’s determined, y’see? But I don’t like her because she’s too overdramatic.”

There were so much stuff she could show to her new friend, like her rock collection she's began yesterday, or that pretty tree that looked really special because it was really dark-coloured, or even the way one of the rocks looked like it had a face on it...in which way, she wasn't sure what she could show. Then-it hit her. After all, Karlen did mention ankle wounds.

"Healing plants!" Cimber cheered, dancing on her toes. "I learned all about them during the plants station in training. Goldenrod's in frozen stalks over there, if you have a knife you could cut it but if you don't, you just have take your fingers-be sure not to touch above snow, since it's poison. And that stream's been cleansed by the rocks over there, it wasn't complicated so I made a little filtration design with the rocks first, and then the sand. What comes through for me is perfectly healthy." It was a prototype she's been working on, inspired by the district 4 mentor, Hephestus. He was named after the Greek God of technology, blacksmiths, artisans, sculptors, metals, fire, volcanoes, metallurgy, and craftsmanship, Hephaestus! In her opinion, it was an insult to the honoured Ancient Greek Gods to have humans named after them.

But then again, she’s watched the mentor curiously; sure that she’s seen one of his prototypes. Compared to her dad’s atomic science level of District 3 research and the knowledge she’s reaped from staying tuned in school, she was able to build a perfect filtration device using rocks, sand, and a plastic-band powered propeller. The propeller itself was made out of wood, and now Cimber was able to enjoy perfectly clean, safe water.

[==★ тea & caĸeѕ ★==]

Felicity smiled a little. She gave a small nod, then sat down beside him. "Youre lucky to get two. I just ran..." she said quietly. "I'm such a coward..." She sighed. "When i die, I want you to promise me that you'll win...for our district..." She said quietly, looking down.

[Burning_fire]

Darren smiled down at Rani and took a seat beside her. "Don't worry, it's good" He said, taking a bite of the meat.