happy hunger games {7 spots open, starting soon}

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Postby button. » Tue Dec 03, 2013 11:04 am

    [Okay guys we can start now ^^ Once the games really start the open spots/inactive members will die in the bloodbath.

    If you have a male character, you should wait for the female tribute to post, but if its like tomorrow and you still haven't made a post you can just go ahead.^^

    Anyone can make the starting post, but I'll be posting soon c: ]
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ariella | post one

Postby button. » Tue Dec 03, 2013 12:09 pm

ARIELLA DISTRICT FOUR
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name; ariella odair xage; seventeen xtags; xwordcount; 707 xpost; 1


      The sound of the soft waves crashing on the rocky shore was the first sound that rang in the brunettes ears. Living in district 4 had many perks, including being near the ocean almost everywhere you went. Ariella was lucky to be part of a particularly wealthy family, even for the higher-class district of 4. Her father had a stable job as a a fisherman who also ran his own business. Her mother made nets for her father and other fisherman, which brought in another small income. As she was the only child, Ariella never had to share affection or money with anyone else, and grew up spoiled and rich. And Ariella sure did take her wealth for granted. The poorer districts like 11 or 12 never crossed the girls mind, and she never really cared about the starving children or freezing elderly. Rising from her bed, Ariella took a moment to stretch and relax.

      Growing up in District 4, Ariella has been handling knives, spears, and tridents her entire life. Tying knots and making spears and hooks is just every day life in four, and just because she had a pampered life didn't mean Ariella was an exception. She thought it was fun spearing fish and making nets. Ariella took her training to the next level and began preparing herself for the annual games, just in case her name was picked out of the thousands

      Ariella made her way into her bathroom to ready herself for the day. She had to make sure she looked nice for the cameras. Ariella started off with a light application of makeup - Eyeliner, foundation, mascara - and moved on to her outfit. The girl decided on a short navy and white striped dress remnant of a sailor, paired with silver heels and an anchor bow in her hair. Ariella was fully aware that she would be made over by the capitol, but this was her time to shine on her own, which would hopefully impress everyone. The time had just about come, and Ariellas' parents approached her as she walked to the front of her house. Her parents embraced her from both sides, holding on to their only daughter. "We love you so much honey." They said in hushed voices, but Ariella wasn't feeling the emotional goodbyes, and frankly, she would be coming home anyways. "I love you guys too, Ariella said, holding back a tear, "But my name wont even be picked." She finished, a smile on her voice. WHy would she be picked? She had never had to sign up for the tesserae, and was only 17.

      Ariella pulled away from her parents, flashed a grateful smile, and then made her way out into the bright sun. It was all just a blur from there. The short walk to the center square, the finger pricking (which only hurt half as much as usual), the lining up with the other girls. Finally, the video that was replayed year after year was over, and the lady from the capitol came back out. "Ok, lets get this started shall we? How about.. ladies first?" She said loudly to the square. Her outrageous outfit tried a little too hard to for District 4. It just looked like the ocean threw up on her, not like she knew anything about the district. The hand dove into the bowl, but the only thing Ariella could concentrate on was the over dramatic outfit.

      Suddenly, all eyes were on her. "What, just cause I'm pretty doesn't mean you can stare at me." she muttered, unaware of the situation at hand. Then, the female capitol escort repeated the name of the female tribute. "Ariella Odair?" She said, a little concerned since no one was coming forward. But then, she did. Ariella cam out of the crowd, and began to walk onto the stage. A loud cry from her mother caused Ariella to stop in her tracks, and turn towards her mother. All she had time to do was blow a kiss before she was wrestled onto the stage by peacekeepers, and introduced once more. "Lets move on to the boys, shall we?" The escort asked, her capitol accent thick and foreign to the district four people.


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Postby Ico » Tue Dec 03, 2013 12:49 pm

    LACEY ALDAINE
      district eight | age of fifteen | no tags
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      Lacey's eyelids rose as she sat up from a mattress. Even though it was the day of the reaping, she was upbeat and joyful because that meant she only had one job to rush to; that is, if she isn't called to the stage. Although, that thought didn't decrease her mood; she even woke up early enough to cook everyone's breakfast, wash the formal clothing for her father and two sisters, and fetched four whole buckets of water for her and her family to wash up. Lacey left the meal hot and ready at the table to be the first to wash up. She always loved that fresh feeling of being clean.

      Finally, it was time for the reaping. None of her family spoke besides Lacey which was surprising because normally she's mute. Her oldest sister, Florence, and the youngest, Azure, walked next to their father; Florence was twenty one, but Azure was only six. That left Lacey and Canzi to enter the corral of teenage kids. It would seem Lacey was used to the prick, but it seemed a lot sharper that the needles she used for sewing. Azure dashed off to join her comrades, so Lacey quickened her pace to reach the girls around her age.

      Lacey didn't even bother watching the video, and just wanted the intro of the lady to end. Honestly, the hostess looked like a clown; it's was quite ridiculous. Finally she began to speak again, "Now...ladies first!" Now Lacey began to tremble knowing her name would be picked. She entered her name a plentiful of times. "Lacey Aldaine!" She could hear the herd of girls sighing in relief. Then they began to make a path for her to walk on stage; she was shaking for than ever. She felt like a chihuahua and pinched her self to stop. She glanced at her family, and saw them covering their mouths and holding back their tears. Lacey waited for the boys to be announced.
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laurel || one

Postby laf » Tue Dec 03, 2013 1:00 pm

L A U R E L
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Laurel Elestran pushes her mud-streaked red hair out of her face and wipes the thin trickle of blood that had begun to trail down her chin with the back of her hand, chuckling a little. She rises up from the ground, giving her nervous-looking older cousin an arrogant look. The boy was five years her senior, sure, but so far she had given him and his two brothers a run for their money. She parries every swipe clumsily swung at her by the man, knocking his sword away on to the ground. "Next!" she calls teasingly. "Don't have no more brothers, Laurel!" her cousin twangs out in his odd accent from another district.
"Laurel Amelie Elestran!" her mother's exasperated voice screams from inside the house. "Put on your Reaping day clothes and let's go!" The red-head rolls her eyes and drops her sword, walking back into the large establishment known as the Elestran house. Laurel avoids her mother's gaze as she makes her way back to her room, replacing her torn, blood-stained casual clothes with the slightly more appropriate outfit laid out by her mother-- a fiery red sleeveless dress and coal-black ballet flats. Laurel ignored her sisters' attempts to tie up her red hair into an elaborate updo and instead gazes into the nearby mirror. The bold red of her dress is surpassed in intensity only by her hair and brings out her bright, blue-green eyes. Her mother pauses her at the door, but Laurel breezes past. "Save the tears for when I return, Mom. When I've come back here to the District, ready to move in to my house in the Victor's Village, I'll let you visit," she says, lifting her chin pridefully. The young woman steps out of her childhood home and into the river of people like her, headed for the plaza. She strides confidently with them.
The finger prick doesn't bother Laurel at all. She seems to be in perpetual motion. She finally is halted, with the girls around her nervous and muttering amongst themselves. The Capitol attendant makes her brisk speech and turns promptly to the bowls. In a theatrical manner, she dips one hand into the girls pot and draws a single name. The crowd seems to hold its breath, all but Laurel. She raises her eyebrows, listening intently.
"Laurel Elestran."
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Re: happy hunger games {7 spots open, starting soon}

Postby munchkin cat. » Tue Dec 03, 2013 3:24 pm

{ Name: Charlie } { Age: 18 } { Gender: Female } { Mood: Happy, Nervous} { With: No one} { Status: Single }

She awoke grasping her chest, her lungs searching for air that simply would not fill them sweat poured down her face her hair a wild mess and soaked at the roots. Finally after a wheezing fit she could breath, her lungs working properly "in and out, in and out. Your not drowning it's fine" she thought leaning forward and resting her elbows on her knees as she crossed her legs beneath the thin white sheet. She had yet had another dream of her worst fear, drowning the one thing that could truly scare her, well besides the dark. Cradling her head in her hands she slowly calmed down and ran a hand through her wild mess of dirty blonde hair feeling the sweat she sighed and arose from her bed. Reaching For the ceiling in stretch she arched her back and wiggled her toes until she felt relaxed and dropped her arms.

In the next instant her mother was walking in through the door, she was a short defined woman looking with long brown hair reaching to her hip. She smiled down at her noticing the tears brimming her brown eyes she sighed "Mom I'll be fine, please don't cry I'll be back right after the reaping" she said using a cloth to wipe away her tears. "I know but I just can't help but worry. Your name is in that bowl eighteen times since you took the Tessera" she said taking the cloth and wiping her eyes herself. She rolled her eyes "Mom I'll be fine. Where are my reaping clothes?" she asked looking around the room, she had set them out last night but they had disapeared. Her mother smiled and turned reaching into the small chest in her room where she kept most of her personal items and spare clothes. She pulled out a small brown sack and handed it to her, "Your father and I pitched what money we had and were able to get this. It's your last reaping so we wanted you to look atleast a little nice this year" she said handing it to her. She quickly untied the string holding it together and opened the sack and pulled out the soft blue fabric within. She nearly screamed with delight but instead all she could do was smile as she unfolded it, it was a simple navy dress with a white folded collar and three buttons down the front. "Thank you!" she exclaimed beaming with delight and briefly hugged her mother before she left, leaving her to get dressed.

She quickly peeled of the oversized shirt she used to sleep in and threw it carelessly on the floor before pulling the dress over her head and pulling it into the shape of her body. She slowly clapsed the small white buttons and looked at herself at the full lenght mirror, the dress ended just at her knees and when she moved the brushed against the back of them. She smiled and grabbed a small wooden brush from chest and ran it through her hair a few times before pulling it off to the side in a simple side braid. Her mother soon returned and began to get teary again at the sight of her, "Mom! stop crying!" she said once more turning to face her as she quickly wiped away her tears "I'm sorry. Those were tears of joy this time" she said pulling her into a warm embrace.

As the bell rang for those in the reaping to begin coming she hugged both her parents once again, promising to be back soon she walked out and headed for the town hall. She was soon joined by other kids coming out of their own homes, some gave small nods of greetings but others simply kept their heads down. She could understand their fear, she was scared at her first reaping as well but this was her last reaping all she had to do was get through this one and she was home free. It was hard to hold back a smile, but with a deep breath she was able to calm her nerves and get in line behind the other girls her age to check in. Checking in and going through the video they showed every year was quick, almost a mere blur in her mind as they stood waiting for the names to be called.

The representative from the capital was decked out in crazy colors of red, her whole outfit screamed 'Look at me!' and she decided not to give the woman the satisfaction. But she did of course listen "We'll start with the ladies, shall we?" she asked even though she knew no one could give an answer, or reject. Her hands began shaking with anxiety, she balled them into fists and patiently waited for her to call the name of the unfortunate girl and boy this year so she could go home. "Here we go everyone! this years girl is Charlie Stewarts!" Time seemed to stop, her heart beat rang in her ears as she slowly raised her head. Everyone had turned to look at her and the girls around her had moved away, singling her out for the peace keepers. Within a few moments they were there, roughly grabbing her elbow and leading her towards the stage. She could feel everyone watching her and from somewhere behind her she could hear her mothers wail of distress as she climbed the stairs. Once she was in place beside the woman, she stared out into the crowd keeping her chin raised to keep her chin from wobbling as she waited to see who would be joining her on the journey to hell.

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silica swan >> district five || one

Postby eugenides » Tue Dec 03, 2013 5:32 pm



Silica Swan
"May the odds be ever in your favor."


stats wrote:female
district five

doing;; shocked, waking up
location;; home and reaping
stamina/energy;; 100%
health;; 100%
injuries;; none
tagged;; family
      Silica woke with a start, blinked and fell back onto her pillow with a thud. A few minutes later, she slowly pushed herself upright. Silica stretched luxuriously, reaching her left arm as high as she could manage and her right as low as she could. She shook her head and crossed her legs, wondering. She had a dreadful feeling that she couldn't quite seem place. Then she remembered. "The reaping. Great. Just great." She was quite afraid, as she had her name in the bowl twenty-four times. After reassuring herself, Silica slid out of her cozy bed. She trudged toward the restroom, and turned on the shower. The steam comforted her and when she had made sure every last speck of dirt and grime was off her, she stepped out. The room was freezing compared to the shower's warm water and she took a moment to adjust. Grabbing her towel, Silica went for her closet. She picked out the nicest outfit she could muster, a silver T-shirt and a a new pair of denim jeans. She quickly finger-combed her hair and went to see her mother. "Honey, I'm sure she won't draw your name..." "But mother, what if she does?" "She won't. And if she does, which I tell you is highly unlikely, you'll do fine. Do you have your token, just in case?" "Yes, mother." "Well, be brave, sweetie." Silica smiled sadly and walked out of the house.
      The crowd squished her like a pancake. Most of them were her age, and she was saddened by the thought that two of them would very likely die within a month. The crowd quieted suddenly, and Silica realized it was about to begin. The woman this year wore the most ridiculous outfit yet, out of all the years she had attended the reaping. Silica could barely see the actual dress, as the thing had mountains of eye-burningly shiny silver sequins sewn all over it. Somehow, she managed to pull her eyes away and instead direct her attention to what she said.
      "Let's start with the ladies, shall we?" The was a horribly suspenseful moment when she delicately slipped her pale fingers into clear ball. "This year's female tribute will be... Silica Swan!"
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