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" I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said, I'll never let you go
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said, Don't leave me here alone
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight "

It's been five years already. Five years since the first games. Excatly like what Suzanne Collins imagined when she wrote The Hunger Games series. Identical, but this is real.

When the fireworks lit the night sky on the fourth of July, 50 children were chosen to represent the 50 states of America. Even genders, the girls and boys, ages 12-17 were put into the underground arena to fight for their state and their lives. No out-side help, no training, only themselves. This is real. Death awaits them- and only one will win.

While the innocent watched the spetacular lights, the representatives got ready. Ready for fireworks, death and blood. Perhaps they will fall in love. Or form allies. But surely they will kill. Of course they will.

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This section is only a guide to help you be successful when creating your character and awaiting to be accepted. Forms for this specific roleplay will be different than the rest, since I have realized it takes too long for people to finish their forms and the roleplay often dies because of this.

The only requirements will be a photo or multiple of your character, any major details [ example: name, age, gender, etc. ], and a paragraph about yourself [ average length online, etc ].

Note #1;; If you do not wish to put in a description if your character [ example: eye color, hair length, etc. ], that is fine. As long as you have enough detail in your form to reflect on your skills [ average length should be 2+ paragraphs total ], it's fine by me.

Note #2;; If you are creating multiple characters, you do not have to copy and paste the paragraph about yourself on each one. Simply just place it in the top of your post. But in this roleplay, it's most likely nobody will have more than one character.

Note #3;; Be creative and use a form created by yourself. It doesn't take long.

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The rules are simple. If you cannot post atleast seven or more sentences, don't bother. I think you'd be wasting you time. In my opinion, most if my roleplays are semi-literate to full lit., meaning I do not want people who cannot capitalize properly. I beileve a true semi-literate person will write consistant posts with 2 or more paragraphs that are solid and good-quality.

Cursing, or swearing is not allowed, but you may use replacements [ I mean like for the f-word, use 'fudge']. If you to want to type a swear word, go ahead, but - or * it out. We do not want children learning from us and using these rude words.

Tess would probably not like us to make it unfair, so each character will be numbered from 1-10 and U will
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{Is the paragraph about yourself supposed to be about the roleplayer or the character?}

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{ "тнe paѕѕιon and ѕтrengтн тo cнange тнe world ιѕ ιn yoυrѕelғ." }

{ { Full Name
"Leanne Rose Arden. I was named Leanne because it's a combination of both my grandmother's names, Leah and Anne, and my mother adored both names. My middle name is Rose because it's my father's favourite flower and he thinks it's a pretty name, he wanted my name to have something to do with nature. My last name is Arden, it's my father's last name."
{ { Nicknames
"I'm mostly called Leanne but there are several people who call me Lea and some who call me Rose. Some people think I don't like my name but I do like it, it's uncommon."
{ { Age
Sixteen but she'll be seventeen in about a month. Leanne was born on February 26, 1995. She was born a month before spring, in a small town called New Hope in the state of Pennsylvania. Lea was born on a Saturday, one of the days when the town is most crowded due to tourism, and her mother had to wait for an hour before they actually got to the hospital because they had just moved there and her parents did not know their way around. Despite this delay, she was born at 11:08 am and was a rather healthy baby.
{ { Gender
"Female, I thought it was easy to tell."
{ { Name Pronunciation
"My name is pronounced Lee-An Roze Ar-den."

{ { General Physical Description
Leanne has long brown hair, sometimes looking dark brown in the dark, that she barely cuts and is below her waist in length. She likes the way her hair flows with the wind and she doesn't mind that it gets in her way, she actually likes it because she thinks it shields her from people. Her eyes are a mixture of brown and green that look greener if she is wearing a brown outfit and browner if she is wearing a darker outfit, that are framed by thick black eyelashes. She smiles quite a lot to avoid answering questions even when she is feeling sad. Lea is normal weight, not too skinny and not too fat either, with nothing remarkable about her body except a small waist. She has several light freckles across her nose and cheeks from being out in the sun for too long but they are only noticeable if you are standing close to her. Her skin is somewhat pale and burns easily, so her cheeks are usually a bit red from light sunburn. Her mouth is a rather pretty shape not too full and not too thin. She is not beautiful but is definitely pretty. As to outfits and clothes, Lea cannot be described as a girly girl but she does care a bit about what she wears. She likes picking out her clothes personally and is very fond of lace tops and dresses but she also loves to wear simple clothes, like a t-shirt and jeans. She loves wearing hats and putting her hair up in pretty buns but she does not spend too much time worrying about her appearence.
{ { Hair Colour
Brown.
{ { Eye Colour
Green-Brown
{ { Weight
125 lbs | | 57 kg
{ { Height
"I'm tall for my age, I think, at least I'm taller than most of my friends. Last time I went to the doctor my height was 5 feet 7 inches, or 170 centimeters."
{ { Body Modifications
"I have a small birthmark on my right shoulder but no tattoos or anything of the kind."
{ { Allergies/Diseases
"When I was younger I had asthma but it's been gone for a while now, it may come back every so often, I've had random attacks before, but other than that I am perfectly healthy. As to allergies, I'm allergic to cocunuts and nuts."

{ { Personality

“Umm… This is a smart question, it helps me actually think about myself. I promise you that I’ll try to be as truthful as possible but I might get a few things wrong. I’ll start as I always do, with the hardest thing first. My flaws. The thing I would change about me, at first thought, would be something that tortures me a lot, my communication. I think I am bad at saying what I’m feeling, I’m great at voicing my intelligent ideas and also at saying the simple facts about myself, I have no trouble stating things that I already know and am familiar with, but my feelings are harder. I don’t know why, I wasn’t like this when I was younger, I was actually very outgoing back then and the first one to complain and voice out what I was feeling. As I got older, though, I became more of an introverted person. I communicate with everyone just fine and, depending on who I’m talking to, I sometimes enjoy conversations but when it comes to actually saying how I’m feeling, I just feel awkward and try to avoid answering. I guess it may have something to do with my passion for reading. Ever since I was five years old and learned to read I have been reading everything I can get my hands on, even school textbooks or books for more mature people. I daresay that developed my mind but it also set me apart from most people, at school I was known as a pretty and nice girl but highly intelligent so that I used to be rather awkward when talking to people. Come to think about it, most of my classmates probably didn’t understand half of what I was saying. When I turned eleven I realized that I had no friends and I decided to simply be polite and nice to everyone and try not to talk about anything that most people didn’t know about. That year was torture, I remember, and I talked to myself about books and things like that quite a lot. Now, I’ve learned to simply be nice and sweet and polite and to discuss things I like but change the subject when I realize no one knows what I’m talking about. Sometimes I still get over-excited, though, and I continue excitedly talking about things that only I find interesting… During those moments I usually scare people off… I don’t consider myself to be a brave person, I’m scared of a lot of things and even though I’ve tried to face my fears, it just doesn’t work, and I usually cry when I am very afraid of something. I remember when I was eleven I was so scared of boats that I cried every time I had to get on one because I thought I would die. I would panic and I was rather desperate. Even now I’m still very scared of boats, I don’t cry every time I have to get on one, though. Come to think about it, all of my fears are related to that one thing: death. I love life and I really want to do something that matters with it but I don’t want to die. I read once, though, that brave people are not people who are not afraid but people who do the right thing despite their fear. In that sense, I am brave, when I know something I’m afraid of has got to be done, I dread the day for ages but when the time comes I cry and panic but I do what I have to. That reminds me of something else that I believe in strongly, everyone is here on Earth for a reason and we just have to figure it out. I want to make a difference with my life, to make an impact on other peoples’ lifes and maybe even the future, I don’t want to die just another person who lived here on Earth but did not do anything with her life because she was scared. I am a coward but not in that sense, I’m not scared of taking chances when it comes to things that might make a difference, because I know that if I take that chance only two things can happen: either I make a difference or I go back to leading the life I lead before. This, for some reason, reminds me of a peculiar belief of mine, two actually; I believe at the same time that everything happens for a reason and that our actions affect our future. How can I explain this? It’s rather hard but I must because I live my life by this and it is somehow a part of my personality. Let me put it this way, I believe that the choices you have are yours to make and that no one else is going to make them for you or fight your battles but in the end, you knew in your heart, the whole time, what was going to happen, that the outcome was meant to be. I daresay I’m a dreamer, as you probably realized, and I am not afraid to dream big. I’ve been dreaming my whole life ever since I was little and I have become rather used to it. I think that if you dream and you believe in that dream with all you heart it becomes an idea, which becomes an action, which leads to that dream being accomplished. I don’t know how else to put this, except in this simple quote that is one of my favourites. The man who said the original one was named Kalil Gibran but this is the version I changed it to. ‘I prefer to be a dreamer among the poor and humble, than be rich and powerful among those without dreams and without hope’. I also love to take pictures of insipiring things and I usually have a camera with me so I can take pictures of nature. Something else about me that has something to do with my personality is that I was born on the year of the boar, people born on this year are said to fall in love easily, I'm not a flirt or anything like that but for some reason I am apt to like people in general and after I get to know someone well I fall in love with them rather easily. It might be only rumour that people say personalities go with the year they were born on but I think that part fits my personality a bit. I don't know what else to tell you so I guess that’s as deep as I can get into my personality. I swear that I have tried my best to say I all I know about myself.”
{ { History
"I lead a normal life up to now and this is basically the most awful and different thing that's happened to me in all of it. If you insist I'll tell you but I don't see how peculiar it is. I was born on Feburary 26th of the year of the boar, 1995. People born on this year are said to fall in love easily, something that is part of my personality, I'm not a flirt or anything but for some reason I am apt to like people in general and I fall in love rather easily. It was a hot day for February since it was about a month away from spring and I was born at 11:08 am. I remember my mother used to tell me that it took a while for them to get to the hospital because of the traffic or something like that. I don't see how it can be traffic because we mostly walk around the town I was born on, maybe tourists? Anyway, I was born a healthy baby, my parents' second girl and third oldest child. I grew up and have lived my whole life up to now in the small town of New Hope, Pennsylvania. I learned to read when I was five years old, a year before entering elementary school, by learning from my brother. Every night he's read me a story and try to teach me how to read. He actually did manage to teach me, despite my parents thinking he would be unsuccessful. I entered elementary school when I was six years old. Back then I was bullied because I was a rather smart girl and the other kids teased me. That was all though, they called me names that now seem stupid but back then they hurt me. It got worst during middle school when they hurt me not just with words but with a few shoves and mean texting as well as by spreading rumours. Back then I cared a lot, I used to cry, and I decided that I wanted to fit in. I started talking to people in a sweet, polite manner and I tried to never talk about books or most of my interests. I read as much as I could, though, because I wanted to fit in but not become a dumb, mindless girl like the rest. In my first year of middle school I decided I wanted to make a difference in the world and I started studying and reading a lot more than I did before. My childhood was happy despite being bullied and I was a rather outgoing child until I turned eleven and became more introverterted, at least when talking about my feelings. I developed a very close relationship with my brother, who is three years old then me, and we grew up doing lot's of things together doing our free time. He didn't seem to find me a nuisance like most brothers find younger sisters and he taught me things, he made me curious about astronomy and mathematics, two things I had not understood before, and he explained to me that I must never give up on my ideas or change myself for other people. My brother taught me most of the things about life while my parents taught me mostly about academics. It was a fine balance and I grew up happy. Until I was fourteen we were a very happy family and my mother was pregnant with a fourth child, my whole family was very excited but especially my parents. The baby was born but it was born already dead, the doctors said it had been strangled by the umbilical cord, and my parents were desolated. The whole family grieved but my mother was never the same after that. She seemed stunned, naturally, but more than once I caught her staring out the window with a sad look on her face, talking to herself. She fought with my dad constantly and I feared they would get a divorce. I remember being fifteen, bullied at school, lying in bed at night unable to sleep with my heavy heart filled with unshed tears. I cried those nights, listening to my parents arguing in the next room, and I just wanted someone to tell me everything would be all right. The relationship problems persisted until 5 months after my fifteenth birthday, when it all became silence. My parents refused to talk to each other, it was all very awkward but now that I think about it, I would rather have stayed home with all the awkwardness than be picked to die."

{ { Crush
No one yet.
{ { Sexual Orientation
Straight.
{ { Boyfriend/Girlfriend
Single.
{ { Parents
"My parents are named Emilie Rachel Eaton Arden and Thomas David Arden."
{ { Siblings
"I have an older sister named Vivian and an older brother, Bran. I had another brother, younger than me, but he died before he was born, he was going to be called Thomas."
{ { Other
I know I used both third person and first person in my skelly but I usually do that in skellies. If you would like me to change it to only third person or only first person please let me know and I will :)

S i n c e r e l y,