-The Hunger Games- 1x1 .:Doll:.&ȶɦɛ ƈʀʏ օʄ ֆɨʟɛռƈɛ

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| | I think it would be best if you start. There is no telling if my Dad will make me get off or not. :\
Sorry that I've already made you make the thread and such, but my parents are not in the best moods today, so they affect my time on the computer. XD | |

[...Doll...]

-Its fine its fine i have no problem with that, i understand haha my parents are the same way sadly x/-

Skye Duncan

Skye stood at the reaping. Still, completely silent. Then it happened, her name was called... She stood there, in the crowd as everyone backed away from her. Completely stunned. She felt like everything was numb. As she moved towards the stage she felt like everything was in slow motion.
Her heart beat fast, so fast she was afraid everyone would hear. Then she heard his voice. "Sissy!!!!!" he was yelling from the crown, running towards her. She turned when she heard his voice, stopping, even though the guards in white tried to make her move.
Aaron, her six year old brother was running up to her crying. He knew what this all meant... It meant that she wasn't going to come home tonight to sing him to sleep, or to wake him up tomorrow and bring him down to the water... He knew, even though she tried to keep him blissfully unaware of the horrors of real life. To keep him unaware that he was loosing her.
He ran into her arms, his curly blonde hair the only thing showing as he his his face in her shirt and cried. He knew what was going to happen, he had seen more of the hunger games than she ever had... Even though she had tried to prevent that...
they showed it at the damn schools! how could she stop that?
She couldn't....
Her closest friend Marcus came up to them quickly, and pulled the crying child away before he was hurt. She couldn't help but let tears roll down her face as they forced her to move up to the stage. She only let a few tears fall, only because she knew he would have to see her die. Her baby brother, her mother... wait no, just her brother would really care right? her father, James and Marcus too...
Nobody else...
But she was wrong... She stood up on the stage quietly, waiting for them to call for the boy tribute to come up here... She heard nothing, it felt like she was underwater... She hated that, she felt like she was drowning. Like she couldn't breathe...
Her and the brown headed boy shook hands, she never even really looked at him, or she did but, she just didn't really register anything until her brother was in the back room crying in her arms, begging her not to leave and to come back home...
She said a very sad goodbye to the others who came in... And then, she was on the train, staying inside her room, only coming out to eat, nothing more or nothing less. Until they got to the capitol. She was amazed by the building, so many bright colours, and the people! They didn't even look like people in her eyes. It is known for its food, and fashion.
She now realized why...

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| | Hmph, I think my parents will finally give me a break. XD | |

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Calcifer had thought that this year would be the same as the previous: he wouldn't have his name called during the reaping. Ever since he was twelve, he had been in the reaping, but never has his name been drawn. Those were the years of relief, when his mother and sister would run to him after the reaping and hug him, his sister crying from her relief that her precious brother wasn't taken from her... Calcifer himself had thought that he was invincible during the reaping! Seventeen years old, and still he was never called during the reaping. Life had been so easy, despite the fact that he had no father and that the Hunger Games took place each year..
But this year was different. Calcifer stood with the rest of the boys in the reaping, looking over at the announcer as she called the first tribute, a girl.. Then, after a pause, she picked out a boy's name... "Calcifer Prideaux!" His name rang out, and he felt his blood run cold. For those moments he was locked in a daze, staring down at his feet. His name was called. He was the tribute.
Calcifer strode past the crowd, hearing his sister screaming his name and his mother's sobs. He looked over his shoulder at them and lifted a hand, giving them a reassuring smile. "I'll be back." He had told them then walked up the stairs to the stage, where he looked at the girl tribute. He shook hands with the red-headed girl that was the other tribute, then turned, going into the room where he said his final goodbyes.
His sister refused to let go of him, clinging to his shirt like her life depended on it. His mother was hugging him tightly as well, trying to keep a straight face, but her lips kept dipping into a frown as a tear went down her cheek. There was nothing else in the world that hurt Calcifer more than seeing his mother and sister, the two people whom he cared for the most, cry and hurt so much.. "Mom.. Leah.. I'll be back.. I promise.. This is District 7.. I'll win this and come back home in one piece.." He told them quickly, as the men in white were moving to drag them away. His sister was ripped from his arms and his mother was yanked away, and he was left alone. Calcifer felt his heart constrict, the muscles lining his arms and back going rigid with tension, taking in a shaky breath as he straightened himself out. He was going to win this, whether he liked it or not. If he lost a limb, he wouldn't care. As long as he returned to his mother and sister.
Now, he was on the train, taking the food that was given to him, talking with his mentor and gaining some strategies before venturing back into his room, where he sat minute by minute, thinking over what had just happened. He was Reaped and sent to the Capitol. He was to go into the Arena and kill other tributes to win. He needed to win, for his mother and sister, for his District.. Calcifer sighed heavily as he ran a hand over his face, hoping that he was prepared for the Games.. They were in the Capitol, and the train was starting to slow to a halt. He dreaded to know what awaited him.. The people of the Capitol where by far the oddest things he's ever laid eyes on. He heard his mentor summon him and he rose, carrying his burly frame out of his room, ready to deal with whatever was coming to face him..

[...Doll...]

-Yay Thats good -

Skye Duncan

Skye smiled wide for everyone who looked at her, waving at them all as if she actually loved them. They all cheered for her and the boy tribute with her. She honestly despised them all. Each and every one. At this time, she was extremely determined to win, to go back home and protect her brother all over again. To go back, and sit by the sea...
Oh how she missed the sea... Which was highly ironic, because she was terrified so much of water, that if it got up to her waist she would freak out.
She couldn't swim at all.
Everything about that was ironic. Her light blue eyes seemed kind, as she waved to the crowed. but in all honesty she hated them....
They were horrible people, having 24 people, sometimes even children murder each other just for entertainment. And they said that the other districts are savages?
Ha...
Well... One thing was for sure, she had no idea what she was doing, and was not ready for the games at all. Skye wasn't a fighter, never has been...

She allowed the prep team to get her ready for whatever was to come. And how it hurt... it felt like they were ripping the skin off her legs... and her eyebrows hurt as well... She had been very cooperative, even getting in that silly dress and letting them make her into one of them, basically they were all plastic. Fake... But she was real, and she handed that over to them.
But, she loved her designer. He was very nice to her, always complementing her, and wishing her luck. He had even told her how sad it was when Aaron ran up to her... He had even tried relating with her, telling her he knew she thought they were horrible.
That is what made her like him so much... The fact that he understood....

Soon enough they were in the chariots riding through the capitol, she was wearing a short puffy blue dress that made her feel like a princess. She couldn't help but smile and way and blow kisses to the crowd. She hated all of the attention but she couldn't help but smiling.
She rarely paid any attention to her fellow tribute, she had never even spoke a word to him... She didn't want to... She couldn't make friends here... She would end up killing them, or someone else would. And she didn't want the heartbreak of that....

But, she did notice a boy, from District 7, she smiled to him once, and then had her attention back on the man speaking... She didn't recognize him of course, she rarely watched any of the Hunger Games... Or anything at that...
She didn't even get to see all the tributes at the reaping.... She didn't want to see Aaron crying and running up to her, or the fact that she had let a few tears fall, either way, she wasn't about to see it...

She had no idea what to expect out of the other tributes, but one thing was for sure... She wasnt going to let them get in her way...

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Calcifer didn't like the attention that he was receiving from the people of the Capitol. He would give anything to be secluded from them, not have to look at their smiling faces. But his mentor had advised him to make people like him so he could get sponsors and such.. He was told that it would benefit him while in the Arena, and because he would do anything to win, he would have to follow his mentor's instructions. So, Calcifer forced himself to smile, lifting his hand and waving it at the crowds that looked upon him, and they all cheered wildly as though they were his biggest fans already. Oh how he despised their attention.. He wished he could be back in the woods, chopping down trees.. He longed to be in the silence of the woods, to smell the pines..
All his life he had worked in the woods. He was handed his first hatchet at the age of five, and when he hit age ten, he was finally given an ax since he was a well-built boy already. From then on, he had worked like the average man worked, chopping down trees and carrying massive logs back to the market to get it to the Capitol, or wherever it needed to get. The years of that hard work had given him the body that most men wished they had; extremely robust with bulging muscles, capable of conjuring a force that could lift eight hundred pounds of weight if all of it was used. Calcifer was quite confident he might stand a chance against the other tributes since he was tall, powerful, and a formidable fighter..
At last, Calcifer was no longer seen by the crowds. Instead, he was taken to his prep team, where the women stylists crooned to him, saying that he was one of the handsomest gentlemen out of all the other tributes. Okay, maybe Calcifer did appreciate their compliments to him, but he was still.. unsettled. Calcifer blinked slowly as the team worked to prepare him. Once they were done, Calcifer had to admit, he looked even better than he had before. His clothing, as well as the other girl tribute's clothing, represented their district: leaves and a brownish colour to represent trees, with the leaves in different colors as well. His entire suit was quite amazing. He didn't complain when he had put it on.
On their chariots they went, riding throughout the capitol, the cape of leaves that he wore swaying behind him, the people all roaring joyously at the sight. Remembering his mentor's instructions, Calcifer forced himself to grin again, waving to the crowds and the girl from his district waved as well. He could tell that a lot of the people liked him already.. He was glad. Now perhaps he might be able to get a few allies? His mentor had told him to find a couple of other tributes to possibly team up with, so he should probably look to make a couple of friends, though he didn't want to since he will end up killing them in the end.
Calcifer had glanced around and spotted a fair haired girl from District 4.. When he saw her smile at him, he blinked slowly, almost locked in a daze. But he wasn't sure why.. He had to admit that she looked rather alluring, though.. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Calcifer managed to smile back at her before his attention was taken away. He listened to the man at the speaker. He knew who this was, since he watched each Hunger Games in case he would ever get stuck in them. Sometimes what the man said was useful.. Eh.
He looked around as the chariots were on the move again, and he knew that they were going to head over to train and prepare for the Games.. Calcifer wondered what sort of training was going to be there.. He certainly hoped that he would be able to test out weapons and possibly find himself an ax to train with.. And hopefully he would be able to interact with some of the other tributes! He found himself hoping he would meet that girl from District 4, but he immediately brushed that off.

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Skye Duncan

Skye hadn't paid much attention to the man who spoke, he didn't matter to her. He wasn't important, he was just wishing them the best of luck while they tried to kill one another. He looked around at the other tributes, realizing she was one of the smallest.
Of course, there were a few smaller, but she realized she would have to train much more than the others if she wanted to win...
She was determined to win...
She wouldn't let anyone get in her way. She felt the urge to look back at the boy from district 7. A part of her hoped that he would be on her side, as an ally.
He was one of the bigger tributes....
And another thing, he didn't look that bad... Actually in her eyes, he was very attractive. And certainly in the eyes of others as well...
But if he had become her ally, that would be a problem. She didn't share... Wether it was a friend, or something more, she was overly possessive of what belonged to her.
For example, Aaron, she had fought with her mother, even swung at her a few times to keep the boy around, but eventually, she had grabbed him and ran, by the time she had gotten up, and ran after her. Her mother was dead... But she still had Aaron...
She blamed herself for her mothers death, seeing as they were fighting, and she knew about her mothers heart condition....

As they rode back, she of course, smiled big and waved to the crowd happily, knowing Aaron was watching her. Hell, all of Panem was watching her!
She had to do everything perfectly, not to mess up and cry again like at the reaping....
They had gotten off the chariots and once again she ignored the boy in her district, ignored pretty much everyone, but the stylist's and that boy from District 7.
She couldn't help but glance back at him.

When she looked in the mirror again, she realized how fake she looked.... she looked like one of them... Perfect. She hated it, but she loved it at the same time. She hated how they made her look like one of them would look, but she loved how unreal it was.
She had Blue eye-shadow, with sparkled all over her face, her hair was down, they had curled it into beachy-looking waves. She noticed her lips were blue as well...
She had only really looked at the beautiful dress before. She had glitter all around her eyes, and face, even some on her shoulders, her nails had waves pained on them.
She knew her shoes made her much taller, she was very short, only around 5ft tall, They were heels, that looked like they had waves on them as well, and designs of seashells were on her dress, leggings and heels. She loved the outfit, but she wanted to get it off a soon as possible.

So she made her way to the elevator, taking one last glance at the boy from district 7 before they were gone.

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Calcifer strode into the elevator, but glanced over his shoulder once more to see if he could spot that girl from District 4 again, which was a bit easy because he was the tallest of all the twenty four tributes, standing at six feet eleven inches. He pretty much towered over the others. He managed to capture a brief glimpse of the girl before the elevator doors closed and carried them to where they would get out of their current clothing and then change into more suitable clothes for training. Training.. Calcifer wondered what sort of training there would be. Would there be instructors guiding them, or is it independent training? He wasn't sure.
After he had gone to his Districts room and changed into suitable clothing that his mentor had laid out for them, Calcifer and the other girl from his district went down to the area where they would be training for the games. Calcifer knew that he wouldn't need to train much since he was pretty much ready for the games. He had the perfect build, he's adept with an ax or hatchet or saw, he can make a smokeless fire, take down opponents easily due to his massive height and weight.. He just can't do camouflage and use other weapons besides an ax or hatchet or saw.. He should probably work more on the weaponry and camouflage training units to prep himself up in case he would have to use those techniques in the arena.. Then he would spend some time at the other stations to show off and test if he really was stable in all of them.
The other tributes were all starting at the station that they were best at.. District 1 and 2 were at the swords and knives.. Calcifer blinked and glanced down at the girl from his district once before be strode over to the station that had the axes. He lifted one hefty ax, held it for a few moments before looking over at the wooden targets that were set up. With a grunt, Calcifer reclined his arm back, then whipped forward, sending the ax spinning through the air. The ax's blade thudded loudly into the neck area of the wooden target. He lifted another ax, and threw it, this time getting it in the center of the chest. Some of the tributes stared at him almost in fright, seeing that he was going to be a difficult tribute to take down.. Calcifer ignored the attention he was getting and lifted a third ax, this time walking over to a different target. He struck at this target with surprising speed and strength, almost as though he was born to do such a thing, which he pretty much was.. Calcifer gave a slight smile of approval before he retrieved the used axes so the other girl from his district can do it.
He stepped to the side and felt his muscles burning for the first time that day, showing clearly that he was doing some activity. Now.. Maybe he should look for some allies.. Calcifer looked over some of the tributes from different districts, giving a slight frown. He didn't want to go along with the Careers, even though they would make good allies.. He really didn't know which district he should ally himself with. He knew that he definatly was willing to be that one girl's ally... She was from district 4 so she should be good at the things that he wasn't good at..
Calcifer blinked as some tributes came to talk to him, trying to get his attention, but he ignored them completely, and they wandered away.. If he was going to have an ally, he only wanted one or two, including the girl from his district..

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-How would we bring the romance into this? haha :) im sorry, but I was thinking maybe around now? And what about the games? would they be separated at first or be together the whole time?? Oh, and I was thinking about how the arena would be. What if it was like a jungle, or forest? But with snow? It docent have to be snow, the gamemakers could chane the weather around :) and could their be water in the arena? Like a lake, a river, a pond or and ocean or something xD I have an idea that has something to do with that xD haha-

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Skye hadn't paid much attention to the other tributes, being on her own until she heard a grunt, she turned, and saw that boy, district 7 throwing axes around like it was nothing, and even hitting all the targets like it was simple. Like he had dont it all his life.She stayed in the parts where nobody would know what she was good at, she didn't want them to know a thing about her. She tried her best to have as little attention drawn to her as possible. But after a few of the stations, she realized she would have to train at the other stations as well...
She did just that, climbing up the ropes quickly, throwing knifes and missing only once by an inch. She knew, people were paying quite a bit of attention to her. Skye was so small, she looked so weak, yet she was faster than any other tribute at everything. The only one she paid attention to was, that boy, the one from district seven. She never made a word to another tribute, but paid attention to a few who would be a threat definitely, trying to find their weaknesses, but somehow, she paid twice as much attention to that boy, from 7.
She wanted him to be her ally...

So, Skye got up the guts and walked over to him, and began to train at the same station along with him. She finally looked at him, wanting to say something but said nothing. She was a bit intimidated, but then there was something else, that made her a bit nervous around him... She didnt know what though. She didn't want to trust anyone but she knew she had to... She knew that if she didn't, she would die easily... She was so small, so she picked the biggest person. The other tributes stared at them, a few seemed jealous, others surprised that someone so small would just go up to him, who was almost 7 foot tall.... She showed no emotion until that moment...
She smiled, not a fake one, or one that she had wanted to come on her face, but a sweet innocent smile only a child would smile. But she was far from innocent, she would kill anyone who got in her way. She was determined to... But now, she seemed like she wouldn't hurt even a fly. The smile was one that could light up a room, it was contagious, a few other tributes smiled, only one or two, but theirs went away quickly... Many people -mainly the careers- had paired up by now, even though she technically was a career tribute, she wasn't about to team up with them. She knew exactly how untrustworthy they could be, and wasn't about to be stabbed in the back by anyone. Skye knew she had to start trusting more....
Or she would end up on her own.

She looked over at the tribute from district 7, and finally spoke. "My names Skye, District 4," She said calmly, keeping a small smile on her face a bit more nervous about his reply... The only question she had, eas did he want to be her ally, but she wanted to know him before they were allys...

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| | Well, Skye and Cal could be eyeing each other. Maybe a few kids could pick on Skye for talking to him, and he goes to her aid while training?

For the Games, yes, they will be separated at first. At the Cornucopia, they look at each other before everything starts, get their things, and run off.. They eventually run into each other. :3 And that is good! It could be an arena with snow! Of course there could be water in the arena! There could be an ocean or lake, whatever! XD Add in whatever body of water you'd like. >:3 | |

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While the other girl from his District trained, Calcifer found himself scanning the room for the District 4 girl. Just as he began to think that she wasn't there, he spotted her. His eyes were locked on her almost immediately, watching her climb up the ropes at a fast speed and throwing the knives with such accuracy that made him shiver. He definatly wouldn't want to be going against her in the Games if she had knives on her! Calcifer almost smiled at the thought, but as always, he didn't smile. Only his eyes showed his amusement and fascination. He never smiled or gave an expression that displayed emotion, but his eyes gave it all away.. If he was sad, you could tell by looking into his eyes. If he was angry, you just look into his eyes and you know. His eyes give the truth away.
Calcifer had zoned out in those moments, and only when he came to his senses did he see that the girl from District 4 was training at the same station as him. He looked down at her, taking in her rather small height... Compared to him, she was a little person standing next to a giant. This amused him quite a bit.. He swept his gaze around, seeing that many other tributes were staring at them.. He ignored them though, deciding to look down at the girl instead.
When she smiled, Calcifer could swear that a chill shot up his spine. He blinked a few times, wanting to smile back, but he wasn't able to.. But his vibrant blue eyes seemed to smile, glinting brightly as they peered down at her. He could feel many other tributes eyeing him, wanting to talk to him, but the girl seemed to have his attention so they didn't come over to him. Calcifer blinked again at the girl, Skye, as she introduced herself, and he nodded.
"I'm Calcifer.. District 7.. A pleasure to meet you, Skye." He responded in a surprisingly soft tone, giving a nod of greeting. For a man his size, most people would expect him to have snappish replies and harsher tone of voice, but really, he had a soft voice.. He only snapped when he was annoyed or irritated, which he wasn't at the moment. He is much softer than most people think he is.. Sure, he is colossal and has the biggest muscle mass and tallest height, but he's a soft-hearted boy.. Unless he has to take down foes.. That is when he hardens his heart a bit.
Calcifer shook himself from his thoughts and looked down at Skye again, not really knowing what to ask or say.. He wasn't the one to socialize or start a conversation, so this was a bit.. difficult for him. "Erm.. I saw you training at the knife station.. You're really accurate with knives.." He complimented, running a hand through his hair. Crap.. This boy sucked at talking.. He was surprised he still had a voice to talk with. The only people he really talked to were his mother and younger sister.. He'll have to talk during the interview, though, and right now he had to talk to Skye if he wanted her to be his ally.

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-Okay :) maybe the boy from her district would start messing with her and then the others join in? Oh, and I'm sorry if this post makes no sence xD I've been studying, and didn't get to sleep last night at all xD haha-

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Skye smiled at him, after he had complement her. For some reason, she became nervous, but she hid things like that well. She looked into his eyes, noticing the deep, but vibrant, colour in them. They stood out perfectly. Not like her eyes, her eyes were light blue-green, like the ocean, to her, and everyone else in district 4 that eye colour was so common. Skye of course knew little about the other districts, she knew nothing but what they gave the Capitol. District 7, lumber. "Your really good with axes, did you work with them alot in district 7?" she asked, and then realized what a horribly stupid and obvious question she had just asked... She felt embarrassed.
This never happened before, "I mean..." she started, trying to think of something to cover it up with. "Did you work in the woods, or work with axes?" she tacked on, calmly. She seemed as if she were fine, perfectly calm. But as soon as she realized, that question was no better than the first, she felt like just running away off to another spot to train and leave Califer be.
The name stuck in her head, she knew she wasn't going to get him off her mind anytime soon, but she had no idea why... Well, she had ideas, but refused to admit that she could actually feel that emotion towards anyone... It wasn't even real!?
Skye didn't believe in love because of her parents, she beleved in caring about another strongly, or having a strong connection to someone or something, but love? Ha... It wasn't real, just a close bond, or friendship that people took too far in her eyes....
Even if love was real, what was the point in living him? This boy from District 7, that towered over her, made her feel nervous and say stupid things. The boy with those beautiful eyes, the emotionless face, but his eyes... His eyes told all his feelings.
Thy were doomed anyway, only ONE victor... ONE! Not two...
Just one...
Skye was great at hiding her emotions, and acting. She had lettered that art back in district 4 by the sea after her mom had died. Everyone pitied her, but she didn't want that, so she acted like it didn't matter. Like she didn't care, but if only they knew...
She became known for not caring.

She pushed all those thoughts quickly from her mind as she continued on at the station she was learning from, honestly, she didn't even know what station this was. She had just come here for the boy named Calciferol that she couldn't get out of her mind...