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If Katniss never was... Who would be the rebellion?

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Name/Nickname: Sevilen Robberts (Sevi, Sev, Lyn.)
Age: 16
Gender: Female
District: 11
Looks or descriptions: Papers Not mine
Personality: Sevilen is a brave and clever girl who can be reckless when she has nothing left to loose. She doesn't make friends often, afraid of loosing them like her sister. If she wants to be, she's quite charming, and can talk anyone into almost anything. She holds deep loathing for Peacekeepers and the Capitol. She once learned her lesson the hard way, and she's not about to forget it. In the end, she just wants peace and what's right. She's sick of the cruel world.
Skills: Archery, climbing, moving quietly, using herbs.
Token: Moonstone necklace.
History: Her older sister was entered in the games, and her other two sisters were struck down for trying both to volunteer. In all the mayhem, the original reaped was taken. She was much younger then, but she still has nightmares about the reaping. How she's going to survive without having a mental breakdown is the question. She hates knifes for that reason. Her sister died by one.
Other: I had her long before Katniss for the record. Her history only came when I turned her into a HG char.

Name/Nickname: Eli Bennett
Age: 17
Gender: Male
District: 5
Looks or descriptions: Not mine
Personality: A rather stoic boy who would gladly go anywhere other than his District. Of course, now that he's in the Hunger Games he regrets that. He bottles up most of his emotions, but once in a blue moon he lets someone in on how he feels. About how he misses his dad, how he's afraid for his mother. He wishes all that pain and fear could go away. He would take all the pain and fear in the world if it would stop other people from having to go through it.
Skills: Strong, good with many electronics, very hardy, hides or brings out emotions well, he seems to have a good aim with a spear.
Token: His father's wedding band.
History: His father died from electrocution when Eli was only nine. He lived alone with his mother from then on. He worked harder and harder as his mother did, trying to take some weight off of her shoulders. He fought past his fear of dying, and now only fears for his mother. It's all he has left, and he's not sure she can handle him dying.
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Name/Nickname: Belle Gibbet
Age: 18
Gender: Female
District: 1
Looks or descriptions: Derp
Personality: Belle really doesn't have one. She doesn't feel remorse, knowing her whole life it might come to this. She uses sheer female-ness to get to the top, and is really good at it despite her lack of emotions.
Skills: Still, quiet, manipulative, stronger than she seems.
Token: Plain silver ring.
History: Nothing much compared to others. Her father cuts jewels and her mother polishes gold. She always had an idea she would become a career, and since she only had a younger brother, she wasn't too worried. She's determined to get to the top for glory though.
Other: Based loosely off of Kirsten Stewart. Belle has more than one emotion.

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Name/Nickname: Dhiren Jones.
Age: Seventeen.
Gender: Male.
District: 2.
Looks or descriptions: "Der 'ya go!
Personality: Dihren was born an aggressive person, whether he had been choosen to go to training to prepare for the games or not. He has stubbornness issues, and usually it makes him more bold than he should have been. He's not afraid to bend the rules, and when he does he won't apologize for his actions. He is a bloody person, and will always be one of the first to offer to join in on some fight or whatever. Even though he's cunning with picking out how to fight someone, he does have more brons than brains, and this is one of his major downfalls.
Skills: Combat fighting, upper body strength, cunning.
Token: A neckless with a hammer on it.
History: He was born to poor family, and one that even though they were in a close district, could barely afford to feed themselves. His father quit his job as a construction worker so that he could become one of the city's butchers, and get more meat than they had before. When Dihren was six his mother had another son, a brother for him named- Tay. Both Dihren and Tay have been trained to praticapate in the Hunger games, and now it's Dihren's shot.
Other: Nothing.

Name/Nickname: Brook Stone.
Age: Sixteen.
Gender: Female.
District: 7.
Looks or descriptions: 'Dis be her!
Personality: Brook is someone that you want as a friend, and not an enemy. She's not really one of the most violent people, though she isn't afraid to kill if it means that it's saving her life. Usually she will keep her distance from the other tributes, and with that makes her someone that is harder to kill. She's a determined girl though, and isn't afraid to do anything, if not everything to protect those close to her.
Skills: Fast, agile, cunning, quick.
Token: A bracklet with a axe charm.
History: Brook was born to a wood-cutter and his girlfriend, and before her there was her older brother- Thomas. Who was four years older than her, and was the total opposite. When she grew up a bit, her brother usually went out with his father to help the cutting of the tress, while Brook stayed behind to help her mother, who ran a small shop in the village. Her life was pretty much uneventful, and nothing out of the norm. Though when her name was drawn she was utterly terrified, and hopes that she can win so she can return to her family.
Other: Nothing.

Name/Nickname: Cliff Kag.
Age: Fifteen.
Gender: Male.
District: 10.
Looks or descriptions: 'Dat is wha' he is lookin' like.
Personality: Cliff is a nice boy- at heart. He's sweet and usually quite outgoing. Though since his name has been picked for the games, and the hate that burns in him for the captiol, he has changed a bit. He isn't winning the games for himself, he's winning the games for his brother. He hates the idea of killing people, especially for others entertainment, and if it was up to him all the game makers would be slaughtered for even coming up with the games. He isn't the strongest person around, but he knows how to poison people, and if he manages to find some poison in the arena than you're pretty much toast.
Skills: Poisons, daggers/knives, swimming, some climbing.
Token: He has a ring that belonged to his brother.
History: Cliff lived a rough like- expected of the districts that weren't close to the capitol. His mother died during his childbirth, and because of this, his father was very judgy of him, claiming his older brother as the better son. His older brother- Olly, was a good kid, and he was the one who protected Cliff from their father when he was enraged. Though soon Olly began to get upset and staged a brief rebllion against the captiol, him and his twenty or so followers were killed. Olly told Cliff before he died that he wanted him to continue on his misson. So that's what he intends to do.
Other: Nothing.

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(Cool. So where should we pick up? Tribute parade, interviews, or what?)

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{{ How about at a training session? A couple of days before the games- and a day before the interview? }}

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(Okay. Would you like to start?)

[R0be0]

{{ Sure. ^^ }}

Dihren knew that he had to win the games- he just had to. There was no doubt in his mind that he could and would to. The career tribute had been training his entire life for the moment where he could get into the arena and he could rip all the others apart, coming out the lone victor, and living in the life of luxary that had never been given to him. And they think that I probably came from some fancy home with two wealthy parents. Well think again, idiots... He was currently in the training arena, he was battling it out with one of the dumbies that were used for the training. He was practiving up close and presonal battling with a double-edged sword. It was what he was good at after all. He was better with thick and powerful weapons in a closer range, than that of something with a bow or daggers. He wasn't even sure how to use a bow, and so it just kept to his own range of weapons.

Brook was unsure of how she was going to make use of these training sessions, in truth she had never been ideally good with any kind of weapon, but that was because she had never been introduced to any of them. She had only known about keeping hid and away from everyone else. But she knew that she would have to gain some prospect of weapons, and so she was trying her luck with some smaller daggers. They were easy to control, no doubt, and she knew that they were good because they were light, but they also wouldn't stand much of a chance against something like a sword or an axe. She happened to look over at Dihren who was practically shreding his training dummy. The career's are my worse nightmare, and my biggest threat. I'll have to make sure I stay clear of them, and someone else is the one that kills them. If they could be killed, that was.

Cliff was confused, but than again he had been in pretty much shock since his name was called for the reaping. The district ten boy had not been expecting that, though he should have known with his luck that he would have been choosen. Olly would have been so mad at him, if he was still alive. He would have tried to convince Cliff that the games were just some meaningless object in the way of freedom, and that Cliff didn't deserve to have to put up with it. But he isn't alive. He's dead. The capitol killed him, and now I'm one of their objects in the games. I have no choice to but to put up with it. Sighing, he waited in line to try a climbing exercize where you had to climb up a rock-wall. He watched as some girl tried to do it but failed, and came plummeting back to the ground. Ouch! That must have hurt.

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Sevilen chewed her lip, the air stinging the raw part of it. Her callused fingers brushed the silver fletching, trying to imagine it was just the arrows she used back home to shoot the web worms from the trees. She was going to just have to imagine everyone as web worms. She was fairly sure she was the only one doing that. She gripped the bow a little too tightly and nocked an arrow, closing her left eye since it was the dominant one. She took a deep breath and felt her shoulder pop into place. It was just a game. Sevilen was good at games. It wouldn't be a problem. She let out her breath as she let the arrow fly, giving a thankful sigh when it hit right in the forehead of the outline. Not exactly where she was aiming, but she was lucky. Luck was all she would need. She wasn't ending up like Calla... No. She couldn't.

Eli grabbed two weights, lifting them experimentally. He decided he was going to put himself in the mindset of the games early. He took one weight and put it on his arm, heading to the climbing wall. He would have to climb something. He was sure of it. Looking back at past games almost everyone had to climb something. If he could just get up with the weight, he might be able to make it. He moved quickly, imagining the girl who was currently throwing spears and the girl who was shooting arrows were after him. He got up about six feet before he slipped. He held on with only his arms, and let the weight slide off. He came back down and moaned, putting it back. Maybe weapons were better. Yeah.

Belle threw spear after spear at her target, not really aiming. She wouldn't get to aim. She hit it several times in random places, though she was particularly proud of the one that landed on the crotch. She was going to get a twelve tomorrow. She was positive of that. She was going to trick every stupid boy into pretty much killing themselves, and slaughter the girls like pigs. She tossed her perfectly styled hair over her shoulder as she walked up to get them. She didn't need any other skills. Kill was all she needed. Kill. That was the way. Pity she couldn't be the lone victor. Maybe she could kill the other three if she was fast.

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Dihren continued to practice, after a bit he took sight of the girl from district one, she seemed to know what she was doing with the spears, good thing that she was a career too. Usually the careers banded together for part of the games since they were of course the best out of all the districts. Deciding to get a better knowledge of his possible ally he walked towards her, still holding his sword. "Hum.. You're not bad with the spear, district one." He spoke in a surprised voice, "I always thought that you're district would be the wussies of us all." His voice was a sneer, of course there was no other way that Dihren knew how to speak. He felt very few emotions, and when he did, he didn't show them.

Brook continued to work with her daggers, it was tough, and she was only beginning to understand how to attack. When she heard a couple of snickers she turned to face a boy who had obviously slipped while trying to do weights. She raised an eye brow, she suddenly didn't feel so bad about her naive skills. "Don't worry about it," she said to the boy who was in the close distance. "It's not like the games are happening in ten minutes, we still have time to train." She hoped that they would have a lot of time, she needed it. Well, if she planned to stand a chance.

Cliff was still in line, though his eyes had drifted to watchin the other tributes. He watched one boy fall while trying to throw weights, and he almost laughed. Not that he could probably do much better, he didn't have the upper body strength that a lot of these others had. The district one girl, and the district two boy seemed to pose a threat for him though, and he knew that they- a long with the other careers would be a threat. He also happened to look at a girl who was shooting arrows, she had great acuracy and would prove deadly from a distance. And what can I do? Butcher meat. My district has no good qualites other than our meat. Cliff frowned, these games were going to prove hard for him.

[[ I swear Cliff & Dihren are not based off of Cato and Peeta. 0.o ]]

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Eli coughed, fighting for his breath. "Maybe you do." He wheezed. He had to get home. His mother wouldn't be able to take his death. He forced himself back up the wall with no weights this time. Fast. That's all he needed. If he could hide... Great. That was going to work. And maybe if he was lucky he would get sponsors. No one likes a wimp. Eli moved faster without the weight but was shaky as he reached the top. Now... How to get down? He slowly climbed down until he was only four feet up, then he jumped onto the padding.

Belle squinted. "Sorry, would you like to repeat that?" She made it clear she heard what he said, but she was giving him a second chance to say it. She gripped another silver spear tightly and without even looking, hit the target in the gallbladder. "District One is the richest, so we have plenty of money to go into our training. This," She threw another spear, hitting the forehead. "Is nothing but another day at school for me. Rookie. If you have a skill, show me. If not, why don't you go hang out with them?" She pointed at one of the boys from District five, and then to a girl from ten.

Sevilen glanced to the wall. She couldn't help the smile that came over her face. She'd been climbing everything since she could remember. The wall would be child's play. She put the bow back and went up. She kept a mental timer going. She scaled the whole thing in about two minuets and was down in half that. Easy. She didn't need easy. She looked to the benches you had to jump though with foam hammers coming at you. That looked hard. She took the first four steps with ease, dodging the first hammer, but taking a blow from the second after she stumbled and falling hard to the floor. She hoped no one saw that.

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Dihren's eyes narrowed though he knew that her firey nature wouild help her in the games. He didn't care much what she thought of him, or his skill. He knew that he could still probably have the strength to be able to kill her if he wanted. Or at least he figured that he had enough strength to kill anyone here if he wanted to. "Haha, very funny. You doubt my abilites than?" He raised an eye brow, as he picked up one of the spears and looked at the target he was aiming at. With a back-toss with a lot of force, the spear dug into the head of the target. A smirk appeared on Dihren's face, "you better watch yourself. Don't make enemies with the wrong people."

Brook rolled her eyes at the boy as he got backup and tried to climb up the wall. She was impressed with how quickly he could do it, though she knew that climbing wasn't exactly one of the most important skills to have in the arena. Especially if the arena didn't have many trees. Oh she hoped that they had trees, she didn't want to be put in a arena where she would have no where to hide. She didn't want to slaughter people, at least as long as she didn't have to, and so if she could stay hid away while everyone else killed each other, maybe she could last it out longer. Maybe be even one of the final four? She doubted she would be a victor, though she hoped she would.

Cliff finally got his chance at the climbing wall, it was difficult, and he wasn't the best climber out there and so even though he managed to climb the wall it took him longer than most of the others, and he did so a bit more wearily. Taking his time so he didn't fall back onto the ground. When he finally got back to the ground his legs were wobbly, and he shook his head slighty, some of his black hair whipping out of his eyes. As he looked for something else to do, he noticed a girl get smacked off the hammer test. He'd seen her climb- she'd been a lot better at it than him. Deciding that it couldn't hurt to be nice, he walked over and offered her a hand to help her up.