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[nyah,]

gunner brown | sixteen | district 2
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gunner brown is the only son of one of the most well-known and wealthiest
families in district two. his mother and father were so well-known for owning
a weapon manufacturing plant, which is known for creating the weapons used
during the annual hunger games. with the advantage gunner had, he never
wasted an opportunity to test out newly built and upgraded weapons. there
was two that he fancied over all others: throwing knives and swords. close
combat is what gunner focused on over anything else, as his parents wanted
him to become a peacemaker when he gets older. he wasn't proud of it, but
had no choice at the moment but to make them happy. gunner would also be
found found reading and writing about what he truly wanted in life: to run
away from the reality his parents made for him and find himself. unfortunately,
gunner knew how unlikely that was for him to achieve. the boy had everything
he could ever want, but still felt like something was missing; the need for
adventure and the need to experience a feeling he has never felt before.

throwing knives & sword,, combat & weaponry,, loyal, truthworthy & quick-witted

[cswolf.]

Ezra Dephre | Male | Sixteen | Closeted Homosexual | Capital Tribute
When the capital announced that they would be placing one of their very own in the arena to show that the capital has "changed" and doesn't "value the lives of the rich over the lives of the districts" Ezra personally placed his name in the bowl to be selected. He believes that he could win in the arena and show all the districts that the pureblooded ancestry that is the capital proves that they are much better than those resting within the districts

This mother and father were both well-off and influential members of the capital, giving Ezra a bit of a god-complex, believing that he could not be touched. If given the choice of what he would doing further on in his life, he'd want to be an influential member of the capital, his face being the brand for the newest hair products or the such. He's a lover of theatrics and is always very loud in his opinions. He's the type of person to be a "my way or the highway" type of being. He's protective of those he cares about, often too much so.

Ezra's skills include agility, hand-to-hand combat, as well as archery. He's arrogant, observant, impulsive, and quick to judge.

[nyah,]

➭ 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 !
{district 2 ,, anxious, in shock ,, wc; 791}
gunner waited in a line to have his finger pricked by the peacemakers. it was one of his least favorite parts
of the entire reaping. the sight of blood has always made him feel weezy, let alone the idea of getting it
pricked once every year. it was his turn to step up. he did so, allowing the peacemaker to take his finger.
he kept his head forward but made his eyes look at his feet. the pain was quick and went away almost
instantly. the peacemaker continued to take his finger and make a fingerprint on a sheet of paper in front
of them. "you better hope you don't get chosen," he said. "if you can't get through this part, you won't get
through the games." his voice sounded bitter. gunner didn't say anything in return. instead, he walked past
him and followed the line of boys to where the rest were standing.

a walkway separated the boys from the girls and peacemakers were standing at each end of the rows. it made
gunner uncomfortable knowing that the peacemakers were armed and possibly dangerous. he tried not to make
a big deal out of it though since his parents were wanting him to grow up to become one. it wasn't what he
wanted in the slightest, but knew it was the only opportunity he had to make his parents proud of him. suddenly,
a video came on over the television screens set up around the stage - the annual tribute video. not once has
gunner paid attention to the video. instead, his eyes looked at the stage where their district's mentor stood. the
man's name was ryker if gunner remembered correctly. ryker was the one responsible for drawing the tribute's
names out of the glass bowls and for guiding the tributes who were chosen. suddenly, the sound of the video
stopped and everybody's attention was brought onto the stage where ryker stood.

"like always, ladies first." he said. gunner watched ryker's feet as he walked to the bowl on his left. the
man's hand quickly chose a name at the top of the pile. the sliver of paper rested between his index finger and
his middle and held it up like a prize for everyone to see. he made his way back to the microphone. "and your
female tribute is..." he took a pause and took his time to open up the piece of paper. ryker leaned towards the
microphone and said the first name. "fallon joy." gunner didn't realize he held his breath until ryker read the
name outloud. quite a few gasps came from the girl's side and a scream came from behind. he assumed that it was
the girl's parents, but he refused to turn around to look. instead, he kept his head forward and had his eyes do all
of the moving. the girl that made her way to the stage was small and didn't look older than fifteen. he felt sorry
for the girl and her parents. the sound that came from her parents sounded as if she wasn't ready or expecting
to be chosen. that's the worst possible thing you could do for yourself.

the girl stood on stage with a worried look on her face. his attention didn't stay on her for too long. "and now, the
males." gunner suddenly felt his stomach drop and felt his body shake a bit. he watched the boy who stood in
front of him picking at the skin around his finger nails. his eyes went back and forth between the boy and ryker.
he noticed that ryker stuck his entire hand into the glass bowl and mixed all of the names around until he picked
his hand up and out of the bowl. two papers were stuck between his fingers and he dropped one into the bowl
and held onto the other. his footsteps echoed on the stage like gunshots to gunner, each one sounding louder and
more powerful than the first. ryker stood in front of the microphone and unfolded the piece of paper. "gunner
brown." it was as if time itself stopped. everybody turned to look right at him including the peacemaker at
the end of the row. the only difference between fallon and gunner was the fact that his parents cheered for him
as he made his way onto the stage. he wondered why his parents did that, but realized it was to help represent
the weaponry of the hunger games. gunner stood on the stage alongside the girl who was now visibly crying. it
was a bad ending to something that wasn't supposed to happen to him. yet, it did. and he was as ready as he
possibly could be for the games.

[cswolf.]

Ezra
Capital Tribute // Mood: Confident - boisterous

Ezra kept his arms crossed as he stood there in line with the other males of his age group. He looked around at the varying reactions towards the thought of the reaping. He smirked and shook his head with a soft chuckle. This was the first year that the capital had tributes heading into the arena, anyone should be honored to be the first. Then they could be the ones to show off how better those from the capital are, a true fact indeed. The finger prick wasn't painful at all, and watching others squirm at the feeling or sight of the blood sickened Ezra, he rolled his eyes and went to stand in his spot, arms crossed.

The area where all the tributes waited for the names to be chosen looked just like the places in the commoner districts but the decorations were much nicer. It was a sickening fact that some parents even held little signs, encouraging their kid's names to be chosen. It was seen as an honor, a privilege, to be chosen. Ezra watched as the mentor for the capital stood on the stage, between the two bowls full of names. Ezra bounced on his heels a bit as he waited, almost impatiently.

"Ladies first..." The mentor spoke, proud of his role. He let his hand into the bowl and mix the names around. He picked a single piece of paper, waving it to the crowd before heading over to the mic. "and your female tribute is..." He spoke, pausing to read the name. "Annabelle Jones..." Ezra turned his head just in time to watch as a girl shrieked and fell to the ground, pushing away from the peacekeepers that came for her. He watched her have to be escorted up to the stage, she seemed older, much too old to be acting the way she did. Ezra rolled his eyes and looked back towards the stage.

The female tribute stood beside the mentor as he now began to select the male tribute. His hand reached into the bowl and mixed the names around. He picked a single piece of paper out of the bowl, waving it to the crowd, before heading to the mic once more. "And your male tribute is..." He spoke, pausing to read the name. "Joseph Alexanders..." He spoke. Ezra huffed in disappointment as he watched the man beside him freak out. He rolled his eyes and smirked, raising his hand. "I volunteer as a tribute..." He spoke, hearing the gasps sound around him.

The mentor rose an eyebrow and gestured for Ezra to approach. "And your name, son?" He spoke. "I'm Ezra Dephre..." Ezra introduced with a grin. "And why did you volunteer today, did you know Joseph?" The mentor asked. Ezra shook his head. "No, sir. I had no clue who that guy was but with a female tribute like Annabelle, you are going to need a winner for these games from the capital, and I will be that winner!" Ezra announced, voice booming in the mic.

Ezra stood to the left of the mentor and the female stood to the right of the mentor, the mentor raising their hands up together. "I present to you the tributes from the capital Annabelle Jones and Ezra Dephre!" He called. Ezra smirked right into the cameras. He had a good feeling about this.

[nyah,]

➭ 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 !
{district 2 ,, focused, annoyed ,, wc; 351}
it wasn't long after the reaping till the first day of training arrived. this was one of the only sections of
the hunger games that gunner was prepared for. the boy made his way down from the second floor and
into a van that was waiting for him outside. he and fallon both sat beside one another on the way to the
training building. many festive capital citizens lined the streets to get a first glance at the tributes for
this year's games. although the boy was as prepared as he could, he couldn't help but have shivers up
and down his spine. the whole city of panem freaked him out as his parents told him crazy stories from
when they would take trips with new weapons. they once brought gunner to the exchange and he was
able to see the gamemakers first hand. he remembers how snotty they were and how much he disliked
them.

the training building was dark and cold. the only other tribute that gunner had seen was fallon and that
didn't count. even though he had been with fallon for a close 48 hours, he hasn't talked to her much. she
was quiet and seemed to still be in shock. he knew that she had to snap out of it soon or she'd be dead.
the boy was given an all-black uniform and changed into it. on his shoulder was the number two which
represented his district. gunner tried not to stay with fallon as he knew he had to make allies and focus
on his training. as he entered the room, the sounds of metal beating together and voices grew loud. in
front of him were the other tributes of the games. he noticed one in particular - a large male tribute
from four who held a tritan in his hand. gunner knew that he would be a threat when the games began.
district two were the last to arrive to the training building and it annoyed him. it was an obvious
disadvantage to the two tributes, but he tried not to let it bother him.

[cswolf.]

Ezra
Capital Tribute // Mood: Confident - Calculated
Ezra was confident for the day. He knew that this section of the hunger games was one of the most important to the tributes. After all, it was an opportunity to both intimidate the other tributes as well as train. He could even start some alliances while he was at it. After all, who wouldn't want to be in an alliance with the first ever capital tribute, a blessing after all. He knew that he was much more confident than his female counter-part, but he also knew she'd smarten up soon enough.

Walking down to the van waiting for them outside, Ezra sat beside Annabelle. He hummed as he looked out the window. He grinned and waved to the festive capital citizens. They loved him it was clear. He was a clear favourite for the games, an upperhand absolutely. He knew that they believed in him and expected greateness from him. He turned to look ahead with a grin, greatness he would bring for them.

Ezra grinned as he entered the training building. He and Annabelle were one of the first there into the building. It was because they were capital and up earlier of course. He stretched as he felt confident in his training uniform. Resting on his shoulder was the letter "C" representing where he came from, the district. He wouldn't be represented by a number. He chuckled. Well, at least not until he got his score. Annabelle went off to train on survival tactics where as Ezra went right to the throwing knives. He might as well train on something he was less than good at, give people a false sense of security after all. He'd save his special skill for the testing period.