Night of the MockingJay | Invite Only

[Twisted_Swallow]

.*.Jason Blakely Ross.*.District 10.*.No alliance.*.Mockingjay-Milla.*.

Jace stood in the area provided for the boys of his age standing silently knowing the chances that he would be cosen was great. He had to feed his family a family of 12 by adding his name to the ball each time, 105 little pappers with his name on floated in that ball and the reality of it seemed to scream at him.

He knew he was strong, and fast and could handle almost any weapon, thanx to having to feed his family and fight for survival. Since his father lost his legs in a... Actually they don't know... he bacame familiar with the woods, these days they felt more like his home than 10, after scool he would dump his things near a fence and head out it was strange to head away from the fields and the livestock. It should seem like they had plenty of food but it isn't like that. He groaned as he heard the anthem and the woman stepped up to the stage.

Mostly he zoned out thinking of the mockingjoys that sang with him this morning and he laughed out load. When he saw the creepy woman stick her hand in the paper filled ball he snapped to attenton, a girl called nix was pulled, he new her or he knows of her, he thaught to himself. Then the woman stuck her hand in the male ball and he knew it was him and as she called his name he had already reached the stage.

He stood there with a grimmice on his face and his arms crossed over his chest, he noticed himself on one of the screens and smiled, his eyes glistening evely and he flashed a peace siggn to one of the cammeras and waited for a comment he knew was going to be made.

[Mythy]

Arain Grey ~ District 3 ~ Mockingjay: Laeth

Grey sighed and made her way to the area where all the other girls her age stood for the reaping. She didn't mind being fenced in like this- she wasn't claustrophobic or really all that afraid of being reaped. No, what annoyed Grey was that she had unfinished work back at her house. She had been in the middle of finishing up coding a new computer for her job, and now she had to stop in the middle. She whistled softly while she fiddled with a few metal strips and springs she had taken with me, and tried to forget what was going on here. She smiled, and was jarred back into reality quickly as she was shoved from behind.

"Grey? Is there an Arain Grey here?" Caligula Markinson, the escort for District Three was calling her name. For a moment, Grey's mind shut down and she couldn't think. Why were they calling her name?

"You've been reaped!" someone from behind, the same person who had pushed her, whispered. "Better go up."

Grey took a deep breath, and stepped up to the podium. "I'm Grey."

Caligula smiled, her already oddly streched face distorting her features even more as she smiled. "Our female tribute!" she crowed. "Arain Grey, may the odds be ever in your favor!"

That was the lat thing Grey heard before the world turned to jelly and she fainted.

[BlackWren]

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Katlyn A. Rune or just Rune ~ 16 years ~ Female ~ District of 12

She has a cold outer shell and a warm inside. She values her pride over life and would do anything to save a person she loves. She has one of those charming personality's that no one seems to be able to shake. She can have sarcasm and make anyone laugh. Be emotional enough to move people to tears.
She doesn't see what others see in herself though, which is such a shame sometimes. Someone who really loves her could be right under her nose and she wouldn't be-leave it for a second.

Her favorite type of wepion is a pair of throwing knives but she does well with hand to hand combat or with a bow.
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She has always loved to draw, though she always had to use the coal that's left on her shoes to draw or extra pencils from her school, though there was never very many. Her favorite color is blue and she's very protective of her little sister Lily.

Her token is a white gold bracelet with a snake on it. It's eyes are black as pitch and its body is dappled like it has scales. At her signal it can open up and reveal its pointed fangs that are dipped in poison. It was made for her by a friend of hers before he was killed in a mine explotion.

[Unused]

Human Form
Name Shade
Age 15
Gender Female
District 4
Personality She is really friendly and loved to sit on the piers and look out to sea. She hates The Hunger Games and thinks they are Brutal.
Weapons Trident and net.
History She was born into a rich family, so the chances of her being picked were very slim...
Other

MockingJay Form

Name Ray
Gender Female
Personality She loves to sing and hates being bossed around.

[Irios Atelis]

Accepted!

I'll continue on when everynone has posted!

[Unused]

Shade stood with the rest of the 15 year olds. Ray was sat on her shoulder and was looking around. Shade held her breath as the woman pulled a name out the girls ball, "Shade!" Shade almost collapsed as she walked forward. She was small for her age and would be an easy target. I won't survive she told herself. She has never killed anything and didn't really want to start now. It seemed like she was walking without legs.

[Rebel Faery]

Human Form
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Name Thuria
Age 13
Gender female
District 4
Personality shy, quiet, determined, courageous
Weapons trident, knife
History Was orphaned when 2, spent most her life in the water
Other

MockingJay Form

Name Josie
Gender female
Personality Josie is a confident mockingjay, and always shows off her singing skills. Often she'll be the first one in and the last one out. She can come across snooty and rude, but is a great leader and loyal friend. She'll never let you down.

[Irios Atelis]

Nix & NightLock

Looked around at the metal case enclosing her, she bearly managed to catch a glimpse of her stylist however even that was swept from her as the gentle droning signaled her going ever closer to the time she would fight for her life.
The last few days had gone past in a blur, she didn't see much of her fellow tribute, they were kept away from eachother mostly but the biggest joy had been discovering NightLock was one of the mockinjays entering the arena, as they had been allowed to choose their own Nix had attempted to stop and consider for a moment before striding confidently to her friend, a quick glance prevented him from greeting her with a happy trill.

But now he stood on her shoulder quietly, he seemed to be waiting, tensing up and ready for flight, as the sunlight invaded her eyes and she blinked rapidly as a bush scene came to veiw, looking around she saw the other tributes rise out of the ground beside her, most mockingjays took to the sky instantly, some heading for the trees much to the dismay of the trubutes.

Nix smiled to herself as NightLock wheeled around diving low among the tributes, avoiding the other mockingjays but never leaving her, her eyes scanned the bounty ahead of them, she didn't want to be caught up in the bloodback but instantly her eyes caught a coiled shape and her heart soared, a whip.

She bearly recognised as the voice counted down, slowly, deliberatly. When the horn blasted in her ears signaling the start she shot off the circle like a cheetah, heading straight for the whip, her feet pounded on the grass as she got nearer to the weapon that would offer her an advantage she reached it with glee, scooping it off the floor just as she heard a warning cry, the one that NightLock sounded when there was danger.

She didn't even look around, she swerved instantly as a larger tribute made a grab for her, spinning around Nix brought the whip in a deadly arch, stinging across the trubutes collar bone and leaving a large gash, taking the oppitunity Nix spun around and dissapeard into the bush...

[Unused]

Shade looked around at her environment in the sixty seconds she had left. Maybe of her life. Her new mockingjay, Ray, was placed on her shoulder. She sat there, even when the others moved. Finally, she flew away into the trees. Shade waited for the blast and ran as fast as she could for the trident she saw. As she got closer she noticed it was tangled in a net. She wrestled with it for a while before holding it in her hands, along with the net. Little did she notice the girl sneak up behind her with a dagger... With a screech, Ray flew down and started attacking the girl. Mostly just giving Shade a chance to run. Shade ran into the trees and looked around for food.

[BlackWren]

Rune felt herself look at the arena. Tall trees surrounded them and she looked to the skys, her hands twitching in anticipation. Zeffir hissed in her ear and she looked at her Mockinjay, whistling out a tune. He caught hold of it as she counted down the time.
5. 4. 3...
She held her breath, prepared to run for the trees
2. 1.
The gong sounded and she leaped to the ground with a savage cry, her feet stumbling on the uneven ground. Her boots caught the ground as she and Zeffir sped off into the forest. the screaming made her throat become dry. She remembered her mentors advice.
"Find water. Water is your new friend, got it Rune? And what ever you do don't go to the conicopia."
"Why" she asks
"It's a blood bath." She snaps "Get your knives from a fallen tribute. Find food. Scavenge. Do anything you possibly can to survive." With a nod, Rune leaps though the trees, her eyes scanning the damp forest beneath her. She had nothing accept Zeffir. No food. No water. Not even a weapon to hunt with.
I need something to make snares with. she thinks as she runs, her mind working quickly. Rabbit tracks infested these woods and she could possibly make a meal out of one, but would some how need to cook it or risk rabbit fever.

Worried for the lack of sponsors she would get for her lower 6 in the judging room, she thought of every possible way to gain sponsors.
An alliance? No, I work better alone. Brutality? Not my style. then it clicked I'll hide among the trees. I'm thin enough and I'm not afraid of heights...