Madeline Gomez//District 1//Female//A brat//Tagged; Eden, open
Madeline immediately made her way to The Gauntlets without even making eye contact with the head trainer. No thanks were said, instead a ”Ugly rat faced loser” was mumbled as she made her way over to the obstacle course. Of course, Eden was already there, observing the carved initials on the sign as if they were of any importance. “Ugh. I bet those Careers were absolute horrible, utter trash, a complete disappointment. That’s before you even compare them to me!” Madeline boasted, loud enough for the rest of the tributes to hear.
Speaking of the other tributes, she looked around the room with a disgusted look on her face, eyeing the competition. They all looked absolutely pathetic, utter disappointments to their districts. They were nothing but a waste of space.
“God, they all seem so pathetic, distasteful, like a old smelly rabbit near death. They don’t stand a chance against us, especially against me.”
Jay Fernandez//District 11//Male//Tagged; Open
Jay politely thanked the head trainer, waved her goodbye and made his way over to the survival stations, specifically the shelter station. He stood on his tippy toes and waved at the trainer. “Good morning! I wanna practice making a shelter.” He wanted to seem as polite as possible, he didn’t want to make a bad impression. Plus, not saying ‘good morning’ was just rude in general. The trainer handed him some sticks, leaves and vines. He thanked them and sat down on the floor with his items. What kind of shelter did he want to make? He didn’t really have a specific kind of shelter in mind. He didn’t even know how to make shelters in general. Honestly, anything that would keep him from the rain and wind was good enough for him. Grabbing the sticks and vines, he began tying them together in hopes that it’ll eventually make something that, at least, resembled some sort of shelter. At least he knew a lot about plants, he definitely wouldn’t accidentally poison himself.