.::The Hunger Games::.Closed

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azalea jade lynn

• if I really t r y, I could win •

age ;; 17
district ;; 11
allies ;; Noah
inventory ;; 1 dagger
4 stone throwing knives
1 Healing Medicine
1 Waterbottle
1 Empty Backpack
injuries ;; Minor thorn scratches.
tagged ;; Noah, Korra and Phoenix

Azalea felt relief flood through her again when she saw Noah turn to help her, even though she didn't think she needed it. "Yeah. You?" She asked, just as a flock of powerful ravens swarmed them, with needy merciless eyes hungry for blood. She suppressed a scream and swallowed her fears. She noticed Phoenix giving them glares, and she nodded her head towards her, hoping Noah would notice her eyeing them. Az had a feeling she wanted to finish what she started. "Be careful." She whispered to Noah, praying that her last ally would live. She saw the other careers seemed to be planning something. A shudder ran down her spine. Chaos screamed in her ears, it was the sound of raven wings beating menacingly, tributes screaming their last breaths, cannons booming in the dark air, and weapons clashing.

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Update

Alive
Briar Dunbryll
Torrent Scael
Phoenix Brooke Nimue
Sorrel Birden
Cato 'Noah' Parker Noah Dawson
Azalea Jade Lynn
Korra Juliette Genevieve Aria Mason

Killed
Asa Reeds- Died At Cornucopia
Trey Waters- Died At Cornucopia
Rylie Adams- Died At Cornucopia
Rikki Elise Green- Didn't post
Kristen 'Fox' Elina Swan- Quit
Tony 'Techony' Parker- Didn't post
Faith Marie Parker- Didn't post
Boone William Thompson- Didn't post
Zachary 'Zak' Ray Carter-Quit
Vanessa Jade Marin- Quit
Dave Horan- Quit
Vespa Steangine- Didn't Post
Twill Argile- Didn't Post
Niall Oaklen- Quit
Aiden Tyler McKay- Quit
Linus Skythe- Quit
Brielle 'Bri' Maylie Dion Thorn- Didn't Post

[No Going Back]

Torrent Scael

Age- 15 years
Gender- Male
District- 4
Supplies- 2 spears , 1 sleeping bag, shark's teeth, meat, skin and bones.
Allies- Briar and Phoenix
Location- Tornado circle thingy....
Conversing with- No-one

Suddenly, whether or not the knives found their target was insignificant. The only thing of real interest to the male tribute was the three large ravens that had suddenly been tossed into the mix. Torrent wasn't exactly scared...more annoyed. He'd wanted to have a fight with Noah, but knew that if the other boy was anything like him he'd focus on the ravens. Not that Torrent wasn't ready- Torrent was always ready.

"Some call me mad. If that gives me the edge to win, you won't find me protesting."

Sorrel Birden

Age- 16
Gender-Female
District-10
Supplies- A backpack containing: 3 Canteens, a small amount of bread and soup, 1 Sleeping bag
1 homemade spear, 1 dagger, 1 pouch of nightlock, 4 throwing knives,
Allies- None (Deceased)
Location- Forest
Conversing with- No-one

Afer creeping away from the feasting Liger, Sorrel inspected the parachute, hoping it contained some kind of food. She wouldn't be hunting for a while, that was for sure! Opening it as loudly as she dared, Sorrel read the message: Not from a sponsor.. Well, in that case, thank you Gamemakers! Maybe they actually had someone decent calling the shots this year. Secretly, Sorrel doubted this. You had to be some kind of maniac...devising inventive ways to kill kids for a job.
With delight, the girl discovered the parachute contained some food- meat free, Sorrel noted- and a full canteen of water. Giving a grin of relief, she stuffed it in her backpack- she wanted to put a little more distance between her, the liger and the swirling mass of tornados ending the lives of a bunch of innocent children.
Sorrel Birden hoped a few tributes would be vanquished by the ravens, for that would leave fewer contenders for her to...deal with. Of course, she knew she was far more likely to die of natural causes- a poorly judged berry, a unseen liger, she even remembered something bad about the water. Sorrel hadn't seen much of the other tributes....other than Vespa, of course.
Deciding she'd walked a suitable distance, Sorrel placed herself in a clump of wet, green ferns and removed her soup and bread from her backpack, indulging in the rest of the roll and soup.

"Go ahead.
Underestimate my strength.
It'll most likely be the last mistake you ever make."

((I'm going to be away from Tuesday-Thursday. Hope this is okay- please don't kill my characters.))

[Forever is Now]

°Briar~waiting for phoenix/Noah to reply°

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(Ok guys just wanted to say from now on if you are waiting for somebody to reply, you are also excused if you cannot do anything until they reply, like an absence almost.)

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Sorry for not responding earlier, I had no muse yesterday, and had yet to post on one of my other rp's, so I've been busy with that one xP I really need to stop joining rps >M< it's filling up all my time :b anywho, again sorry! Also, as I head's up, on Sunday, August thirteenth, I will not be able to get on. I don't know how long that will last, as I will be moving and will have no internet connection, and therefore will not be able to post. So, my character's may have to die if we haven't finished the rp by then, because I have no idea how long until it will be until I get internet again. I'm really sorry! ):

cato parker n o a h dawson

health; 85, slightly winded
weapon; spear|knife
injuries; Large gash in leg
supplies; fox's bag:
-small bit of flint
-medicine
-sweatshirt
-waterbottle
district; eleven

allies;
Azalea. Niall?
enemies; none
tagged; Azalea and the career's
crush; maybe...
nickname; noah

Time seemed to slow as the first knife hurtled towards him, and he could acutely sense it coming right at his chest. Crap. He knew if he ducked it would go into Azalea's back, and he would be in a heap of trouble with an injured ally. So, he did the only rational thing he could think of. Whipping around, he yanked Az into his arms and dropped to the ground so the knives went flying above them.

His grey eyes wide, he watched as they flew towards Korra now, wondering if the girl would be smart enough to dodge them. Releasing Azalea, he stood, offering his hand to help her up, eyes falling on Phoenix, who now watched him with those unreadable ice-blue eyes. He felt a shiver run down his spine, and bit his lip. So, this was about revenge. "Azalea. Whatever you do. Stay behind me. I have a bad feeling about this." He murmured quickly and quietly to his district partner.

Then, the raven's decided to join the fray. They were huge! At least two feet taller than Noah, and that was saying something, considering his height. They stared at them with cold, ebony eyes, their feather's ruffling slightly from the frozen tornado's winds. Crap. Those things looked hungry. And with those beaks and claws, it didn't seem like today was going to be an easy escape route. His mind no longer worried about the three career's, no he was now focused on the three death birds in front of him. Taking a protective stance in front of Azalea, he waited for the attack that was sure to come.

p h o e n i x brooke nimue

health; 83. large gash
minor cuts
cut throat
weapon; none.
injuries; cuts,
knife cut
throat cut
shoulder gash
district; four

allies; briar and torrent
enemies; Azalea
tagged; Briar, Torrent, Noah
nickname; fire-bird

Phoenix watched the knives fly, amazed at Noah's quick thinking as he pulled Azalea down. She was about to go after them, figuring Torrent and Briar would have her back when The Raven's appeared. Her eyes grew wide in fear, watching them as she took a small step back. They were ghastly looking creatures, with those huge talons and razor sharp beaks.

Their beady ebony eyes shifted and watched them, an inhumane intelligance in them. Quite frankly, it scared the crap out of her. Raising her spear and clenching her jaw, she watched them warily, hoping, no, praying that they would go after Azalea, Noah and Korra instead. But the odds were even. There were three birds, and six tributes. So, as much as she knew she was hoping they would go after Noah, Azalea and Korra, she knew that they were hoping just as much that they would come after herself, Briar and Torrent.

It was a fifty-fifty chance that they would come after them, and if they did, she wasn't going down without a fight. If they did come after her, she planned to take one of them with her. Because she wanted the boys back home to know she had gone down fighting. That she'd done everything she could to get back to them, and that she'd had no plans to die that die. Gritting her teeth, she waited.

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azalea jade lynn

• if I really t r y, I could win •

age ;; 17
district ;; 11
allies ;; Noah
inventory ;; 1 dagger
4 stone throwing knives
1 Healing Medicine
1 Waterbottle
1 Empty Backpack
injuries ;; Minor thorn scratches.
tagged ;; Noah, Korra and Phoenix

Azalea felt wild fear running like animals through her body. And the worst part of it all, when Noah saved her life yet again, she couldn't help but freaking blush. Blush! Az felt anger at herself grow inside of her as she looked to Noah and to Phoenix, who seemed intent on killing them. "Thanks!" Azalea muttered gratefully to Noah, meeting his stormy gray gaze that was sharp and focused, unlike her who felt completely unfocused on the Games. Azalea saw Phoenix eyeing the ravens, and she quickly saw her chance. She hurled another stone throwing knife at her enemy, praying that it would hit. She noticed Noah seemed to have a protective stance in front of her, and she was almost positive that she would not let Noah die. Even if it took her own life, something deep down knew that she wasn't gonna survive these games, she just wasn't good enough. But maybe he could.

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{. Sorry I wasn't on, I was at my friend's for a sleepover, I hope this isn't late

{ K o r r a | G e n e v i e v e | M a s o n }
•" I can win, I'm just not sure if I want to though "•

health; 78
injuries; none
district; two
location; forest
tagged; Azalea, Noah
inventory;
- sword
- burn medicine
- rope
- backpack {inside}
- fishing rod w/ bait

I looked at the two District Eleven Tributes, they're both in their alliance, saving each other, probably planning on doing a lover thing. I know I can't take them both in a fight, I need to at least get help from either the tributes from four or one, but what's the possibility of that? It's the end of the game, I should have tried to earn their trust earlier. I dodged as the raven flew right above my shoulder, scratching it a bit. It was a good thing that it was just a scratch, anything else and I'm dead. I got a hold of my sword and put my backpack on my shoulders. I don't know what to do now, attack the eleven tributes and possibly die or get killed by the ravens.

[F r o z e n.R a i n]

{ Hehe, I'm surprised none of you've noticed what I did there... }

One of the three ravens in the circle violantly flapped its wings as it lifted off the ground. With a loud, vicious caw, it lunged out, razor-sharp talons first, at Pheonix. They were put into the games to kill, and that was what they would do.

[Forever is Now]

{curious now....what did you mean to happen?}

||Briar||District 1||Scraped knees||

Allies:;Torrent & Phoenix
Tagged:; Torrent, Phoenix and Noah

I could feel my cheeks go red with anger, probably matching my hair perfectly I added, mentally rolling my eyes, as Noah pulled Azalea out of the way of the daggers. My objectives changed. Instead of Torrent, I would Kill Noah. The was Azalea blushed gave her away. I looked at Phoenix, winked ever so slightly, just a light fltter of my eyelid, and tossed my hair out of my face towards Noah and Az.

Suddenly out of nowhere, three giant mutts burst out of thetrees, ruining any chances of attack. I grit my teeth and was suprised at the feral sounding snarl that rippped out of my throat. I was minus two daggers and I bet they would go for us, the careers. I
could not understand the capitol, or rather this gamemaker.
I personally could not get my head around how six tributes, all aiming to kill the others in some grusome way could be boring. I saw a flash of black and felt the breeze of beating wings aand slowly turned my head. I had to admire the bird. I loved ravens, but felt a pang of sorrow at what the capitol had done to the bird. It raised its tallons that glinted in the sun and flew at Phoenix with a brutal cry. I ran at her, arms outstreached, and pushed her hard. The force caused me to fall with her, and I rolled away to the left to escape the knife like talons. I hoped she would do the same and fast.