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[sehun]

ａｌｅｋｓ．
❝ he used to appreciate little things.
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age: seventeen
rank: career
allies: the careers
weapons: tba
supplies: tba
kin: mother & father
crush: undecided

location: training center
doing: training
mood: neutral
tagged: 4, 4, 10, 2, and 3

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Aleks looked over to Mariska, picking the pin up from his sweat filled hands. "Yeah, sorry about that." He but his tongue and turned back to the dummies, slashing at ones head. "You like archery? I'm guessing." He chuckled a bit and turned his head studying the girl closely. He leaned against the wall as he waited for a reply from the girl; his slender arms held out in front of him, crossing them with the sword still in hand. His gaze soon drawing to the district ten boy in the back. He was obviously strong, district ten had to deal with cattle. In school he learned about this district, and how they had to heard the cattle in to pens, tackling and leading them. Aleks watched as he spoke among the other careers and the district three boy also. He didn't like his attitude.. Okay, he heard bulls and cows.. What else? He rolled his eyes back to Mariska with a slight sight. [so short sorry guys. I have to do some stuff quickly.]

[anomaly.]

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FluxFinneganBaxwoll

health»100%
where»knot training.
weapons»None
with»Channler, cassidee and mariksa
age»16

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I-i just came over to talk? I say in an asking tone. Did i saw the right thing? I jump back alittle when the one career goes completely awol. Maybe i shouldnt try to form an alliance. I step back and look at rey with my wide eyed terror filled expression. I wasnt going to last in the games. Hell I was going to die in the first. Maybe i should take what my mentors said and just become invisible. I turn and step away.
Sorry to bother you. I turn away and walk toward another survival class. I sigh and start a fire. It was easy. I guess i could paint too. Only if i really had to.

[WB]


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[panorama,]

Felix Firman

District: Eleven
Age: Seventeen
Currently: Plant Station
Crush: N/A
With: Camelia

Felix lightly touches his arm with his finger, examining the consistancy of the paint. It was surely not water proof. The boy from eleven washed his forearm off, and thanked the trainer at the camo station. Then, after a small amount of time, and looking at the time of day, Felix decided to just wrap it up inn the plant station, the one place where he felt his confidence. Felix strode back over to the plant station, and examined some few more specimen, making sure he didn't look like he knew what he was doing, though he obviously did. He picked up a rather poisonous berry, and prodded it in between his fingers. He then placed it back on the table, and realized he had a visitor, the young girl he had spotted before.

She seemed rather young, and Felix thought hard, trying to remember who she was. She was Camelia, the girl from five he believed. Felix had a remarkable memory, as if it was he took a picture in his mind, and it just stuck. The boy didn't know how old she was exactly, but she couldn't have been his age. he also noticed she looked rather shooken up, and as Felix looked behind her, he could see district two in the distance. Felix's lips pulled into a small frown as he looked back down at the plants. "Are you alright? You seem quite shaken up.." he stated loud enough for her to hear, without looking up at her. Felix let his hand glide over the difference between poisonous mint (capitol generated) and regular mint, and after checking again and again, Felix popped the regular mint in his mouth, and looked up at the girl again. "You are Camelia, the girl from five, aren't you? " he asked, making sure his memory was correct. She was one of the smaller kids in the games this year, but it didn't mean she stood no chance. Felix himself was rather tall, and he was muscular from working, but it didn't mean he was a great fighter.

(I don't really know what to do.. so.. i will just post this again, seeing it will get lost :p )

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[[Ｅｉｏｎ Ｌｏｃｋｈｅａｒｓｔ]]

Status;; Uninjured
Mood;; Nervous
Weapon;; n/a
Location;; Training
Allies;; n/a

➣➣ The District 10 boy looked frightened and nervous surrounded by the Careers, like prey. "Why me?" He asked, keeping his voice carefully neutral.

The District 2 boy's eyes shot to the District 10 boy as he spoke, "Why me? Why you?" He said in a stern voice as he scowled at the boy in anger. "Why you!?" He said grabbing the rim of his shirt, pinning him to a wall in frustrating. "You're lucky we are taking you in!" He said as a peace keeper in a pure white suit came up behind him, clutching his arm; pulling him off the district ten boy. "You better be thankful." The District 2 said as he spat on the ground, pushing the peace keeper off of his arm. He turned back, walking to the sword station pure anger, as he grabbed a sword off the metal cart and plunged it in to one of the hearts of the dummies.

"You all know nothing about me," The boy said said quietly. "Nothing other than my district."

He cracked his knuckles. Some of the blood from the rabbit he'd skinned earlier was still there, covering the calluses on his hands. "Since you all insist that I join you, there's a few things you should know," The District 10 said, leaning back against the wall, eyes closed.

"A full grown bull weighs over 2000 pounds. Some of the ones in my herd were approaching 3000. Cows weighed closer to 2000 pounds. Since I was thirteen, I've been in charge of a cattle herd of six cows and two bulls by myself." He opened his eyes, glancing around at the Careers and the District Three boy who'd shown up. "I'm the one who has to wrestle the bulls to get them back into their corrals. They don't like getting in there."

He gave a small smirk. "You didn't know any of that until I spoke. So, I ask again. Why did you pick me?"

Eion looked on in disgust, a frown on his thin, pale lips. Great. He'd lost one of the few people who would make a strong ally, and to be honest, the number of careers was growing much to fast for his liking. He shivered, then looked about, swearing under his breath before rubbing his temples. People were getting together left and right, and he was still alone. What worried him the most was Aleks's explosive anger, and the fact that the biggest, strongest tributes were with the careers one-hundred percent. It was alarming, to say the least. He frowned, then stood, going back to the center of the room where he frowned, then sat down. He would watch, and wait, and remember. Crossing his legs, he stretched out like a content cat, a knowing smile on his face as he watched. On the inside? He was panicking, knowing his resources were fading fast.

He'd better put on a good show.

"Sometimes, the hardest thing to
do is believing in yourself. Me?
I don't know how good I am,
or even if I'll win, but I still believe in
you."

[OrganizationXIII]

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District 8 / 12 years / No allies? / Training room / Items:
"Hi" Channler replied quietly. Why was everyone coming to talk to him, why him not someone else. They probably just want to kill me he thought to himself. He could feel himself shaking a little bit he was getting nervous. All Channler did was wan't to go home back to district 8, but then again it is no better then were he was right now. The tributes were the bully's back at school and the game makers were the teachers who didn't care at all. As Flux left he looked down, secretly he didn't wan't him to go because he didn't want to be alone. He turned back to Casidee and managed to put on a weak smile.


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District 4/ 17 years/Career/Training room/Items:
Paul stood next to Alek and Denali grinning with his arms folded as if he weren't satisfied. He looked around at all the other tributes, they didn't look like much of a bother. He looked at Alek and studied him, Alek could obviously beat him in a close combat fight but Paul could probably easily out run him. He looked back at Denali with a evil smirk across his face, he studied her. He looked away and back at the other tributes he took mental notes on who he should kill first. He looked over at the district 5 girl Camelia. It would be funny to watch he scream He thought to himself as hes smile became a lot bigger. He looked at the district 10 boy how long is he gonna lastHe thought to himself, but he wouldn't kill him it wouldn't be worth his time.

[wb for both

[~TheGirlOnFire~]

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Where: Plant Station→ With: Felix and Camelia→ Mood: Nervous→ Age: 17→ Alliance: No one

█ I was in the training area now, I was definitely not mentally prepared for this.I never really thought I would be picked as tribute and have to fight to the death. I knew it wouldn't be easy to make friends, or none the less alliances. The other tributes looked tough, making me seem just like another tribute being sent to her death. But I was pretty sure I could win out most of them in a fight. I may not be a career, but I sure do know how to take care of myself. I looked around at all the younger tributes they most likely wouldn't stand a chance. They were too young for the Games, pangs of guilt struck at my heart, I knew I wouldn't be able to kill them.my eye wandered to the boy from my district, he was with a younger tribute and they were by the plant station. I figured it was a good place to start. I sat down and looked at the different plants, I knew most of them. I didn't know if I should say anything to them, but I knew I had to make some kind of an alliance. "Hello," I said a little nervously. Like I said, I was never good with making friends, but I knew I had to be different now, I had to make friends and alliances.

[~TheGirlOnFire~]

{Atlas is open for anyone c:}

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Where: Training Area→ With: No one → Mood: Relaxed→ Age: 17→ Alliance: No one so far, perhaps career

◄█ It had seemed like minutes ago that I had just was pulled from the reaping. I remember my heart pounding and my world spinning. That sense has gone away now. I was focused, ready to train, like I have been doing for the past years of my life. This would not be the year Atlas Rainshire would die. Tributes were all moving around the training area, testing out weapons, and training with different newly learned skills. I already knew how to swing a sword and use many of the weapons there. I thought it would be a good time for me to try something knew. I went over to the knot tying station, it could come in handy. I looked around at the other tributes, some I could tell would be a little competition, but others I could take no sweat. I smirked to myself and let my gaze fall on the girl from my district. I had never really noticed her in my district, and I never really paid much attention to her until the reaping. I watched her for a few seconds and went onto tying the knots again. I got most of them down and it seemed rather easy. I stood up from the station and went over to the sword. The best way to get the other careers to accept me as part of their pack, was to show them my best skills. I picked up a sword and set myself up in front of the dummies. I pushed the button to start the simulation. Different shapes moved towards me and I struck each one down with my sword. They all fell to the ground in multiple pieces. I looked at them in satisfaction and smiled, putting my sword back on the rack.

[belle noire]

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❝don't you know? she's toxic❞
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ｔｈｅ ａｓｓａｓｓｉｎ

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rank » career
allies » tba
supplies » tba
weapons » tba

status » 100%
location » training center
actions » showing off
mood » anticipation

tagged » aleks & rey,

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mariska grinned "like archery? oh, boy, i live archery." surprisingly enough, it wasn't a lie. though her true talent lay in making poisons, the district two girl had learned long ago that knowing self-defense was a must. and so, she'd taken up throwing knives, then she had taught herself how to shoot a bow. when marisol had felt better, a rare occurrence, mariska would take the younger girl out to the archery ranges, happy to have her sister watch her and praise her. in all honesty, mariska was somewhat glad that marisol had been born a sickly child. because of that, it wasn't likely she would ever be forced to participate in the hunger games, not that mariska would let her in the first place. if marisol was every chosen, and mariska was still alive, she'd volunteer on the spot. sighing, she snapped herself out of her day-dream, plastering on a grin that didn't necessarily reach her blue eyes. then, surprising even herself, the red-head leaned into aleks, her lips by his ear as she whispered, "watch and learn." before turning away. with a calm sort of gracefulness, the district two female made her way over to the archery area, picking up a black bow and testing its weight in her hand. she was smiling coldly as she looked back over her shoulder to the other tributes. she was forced to make allies, yes, but her mentors hadn't said she had to be friendly, per-say. all she had to do was make the others see her as someone valuable. taking a deep breath, mariska notched an arrow and pulled her arm back, anchoring her thumb at the corner of her mouth. whoosh the arrow sailed through the air, and before it struck the center of her target she was already spinning, rolling, knocking another arrow and letting it fly into the head of another. faster now, whipping around, she sent the third arrow flying straight through the middle of the group of tributes, lodging into the wall directly above rey fox's head. turning back to aleks, she grinned roguishly, "see?" mariska gave a short laugh, waving off peacekeepers as they approached. she hadn't planned, as far as they knew, on sending an arrow at the other tributes, and since she hadn't hurt any of them there really wasn't anything they could do, now was there?

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FluxFinneganBaxwoll

health»100%
where»knot training.
weapons»None
with»Channler, cassidee and mariksa
age»16

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I return to channler. The boy i definitely wanted as an allie. I will protect this boy. The girl as well.
I wish to recruit you two as allies, if you shall have me? I say quietly. I already had somewhat of a plan. To take the boy and cassidee to a safe place. We could last simply by staying invisible. Although it depended on the arena we were given. I hold out my hand as if to make the deal.
Of it helps, i know alot about survival.I can keep you guys safe. I say alittle louder than before. I smile softly for the first time being here.

When was evaluation going to begin? I didnt have much of an idea of what i was going to do. I was district 3 after all i had to go soon.


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}{ ℘αrℸίςία ∫ℯѵℯrşℴη }{

Status;; Uninjured
Energy;; 100%
Weapon;; n/a
Location;; n/a
Allies;; n/a

☠ For the past hour, the girl had watched.

Watching, waiting, keeping tabs. She had a special interest in the weaker tributes; they could be just as useful as the strong if used correctly. Who she wanted was Flux, and perhaps the other boy, Eion. It made her ecstatic to think of all the things she could do with a brain like Eion's, which she'd witnessed at work during a brief interview. He was photographic and photogenic, something she adored in a person. She could tell he was nervous, but boy, did he not show it.

That other brat, however...

Her gaze wandered to the boy, and she pursed her lips. He was with the careers, and she frowned. Oh no. Don't do it, short stuff. You'll be devoured alive.

"I-i just came over to talk?" The boy attempted weakly. He turned, then backed away before leaving, fleeing to another station. Now was her chance.

Particia watched hungrily, then smiled, getting up. As she did, he stood, going over to two others, and she gritted her teeth. Fine. Three then. She dragged the mace over as she walked to Flux, her eyes dark and amused. "Sup, sweetheart?" She crooned, pausing beside him and the two others, resting her hands on her mace, dark eyes looking over them. "Nice decorating skills."

"I had the choice to die alone,
or fight for my district. I chose the latter,
because I know I can win. Do you know, Caesar,
how it feels to see the face of someone so helpless,
so small, staring up at you, knowing you've taken
their place in a pageant they can't win?"