The 30th Hunger Games! 1 Spots left! Need Male!

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Name:
Alice Allison Wayes
Age: (12-18)
16 years old
District: (1-12)
four
Looks:

Personality:
Sge is bubbley, random, hyper and very energetic. She loves sports and gymnastics, hince her abilaty to do all three splits, multiple turns, and plenty other entertainment. She is usually lovable and very friendly unless you are the athorities.
Strengths:
Knife throwing
Weaknesses:
Anything you need to line up
History:
Her mom and dad died in a high speed car chase when she was about six, and being an only child with no close relatives{Thanks to her mom and dads bad personalities}, she was a state child. She finnally got an offer for a full time home when she was eleven years old and moved in with a single adopted mother. She gave birth to a baby girl, Angelina, a year ago. Meet her to know the whole story about her mom and dad, but for now she's silent.

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Name:
Tristen Isaac Daniells
Age: (12-18)
14
District: (1-12)
One
Looks:

Personality:
He is a player, and sometimes can't control his anger the way his dad couldn't.But he has a sweet side and loves to be social, and not talk about his dad. He is usually sweet and nice to girls, but only untill an other one comes along. Some girls call him a jerk for heartbreak, but he thinks it's just living his life.
Strengths:
Japanese sword swinging
Weaknesses:
things without grips
History:
His mom ran away from his abusive father after Tristens seventh birthday, leaving his dad with anger, and no one to take it out on, escept Tristen. After four years of taking the pain, he learned in sixth grade that it wasn't okay. He called the cops when he got on the bus and lives with his aunt now.

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Name:
Katrina{Kat} Annabethe Stone
Age: (12-18)
Just turned 14
District: (1-12)
two
Looks:

Personality:
A shy yet very energetic and exciting girl. She loves to get edgy and go for anything, aspecially if it's thrilling and fun for herself.
Strengths:
Bow and arrow
Weaknesses:
Weapons that are on their own
History:
Like any other person here.

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((Added!! Thanks! Anyone else want to continue posting? I'm not so other people can.. But I will in a day or so.))

[ShadowsCryInTheNight]

Shael took the knife out from its hiding place and absently flipped it in her hand. Then she threw it, making it land in the wall of her room. She stared at it for a moment, then retrieved it and collapsed on her bed. She looked up at the ceiling for a moment, then got up. She stuck the knife back into the top of her jeans, at the small of her back. Then she opened the door of her room and walked out. She looked around, wondering if she'd meet any other tributes.

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Alice walked in the arena, trying to take in the idea of never coming out alive or killing other so that she could. She had to be the winner. She had to win, she had to get back to her life and her baby girl. A single tear fell down her cheek and onto her fair skinned hand placed over her mouth. Her sun glasses were still on her face and her hair was still pulled back into a messy pony tail with a black headband with a black rose on it. The black color was suitable for the situation, black was the color of death and mourn.
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Tristen walked in the arena, happy to be there and happy to probably win. All he wished was for this new life style to keep his mind away from his dad and how many scares he'd given his mom and himself. He shook the feeling and pulled out his weapon, a japanese sword he'd taken from his father in defence for his mom one time, the one time his mom escaped the fallowing night. He kept it in his room, under his bed, but unluckily his dad beat him away from his room. He had on a plain white shirt and black hoodie, regular for any other day. But today wasn't any other day.
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Kat walked into a room, hopfully for the other contestants in her district. Then she actually remembered the others in her district, a boy that was about her age and probably horrible at everything except being horrible. She sighed and sat down in the corner on the floor, taking in her surroundings and everyone she was about to kill, probably. She smiled as she slipped her bow and arrow from her pocket. She looked at the piece of glass her boy friend had installed for the games. That gave her hope. What if she could never see him again? Thay were made for each other, he'd told her that. She looked to the cieling and noticed all the art work. She sighed and looked at the installment again, pressing her fragile fingers on every inch. She looked through it, seeing everything closer, then turned it and saw everything according to heat.

[ShadowsCryInTheNight]

((Are we already in the Arena?))

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{ i think so..... doesn't the train let you in the arena? I don't know, I didn't read the books}

[selkiesfour]

(@~I<3StrawberryJelly~ no, it dosent...))

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{Oh, let me restart}

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Alice walked off the train and looked into the clouds surrounding the sun. She needed something happy, but then a tears fell down her cheek and onto her fair skinned hands placed over her mouth. She thought about how she probably wouldn't make it out alive, but she had to in order to see her baby girl again. She walked over to a tree and saw multiple people walking around. Nt sure who to talk to or who to take directions from she stayed to herself and sat against a tree, wondering where the male contestent for the fourth district was and if he was a good ally or not.
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Tristen walked off the train and into a room he guessed was for the first district. He sat on a chair and pulled out his japanese sword he'd taken from his father for his mothers defence. He'd hidden it under his bed until he was eleven and got moved to his Aunts house. He thought about how lucky he was to get away from his old life, and to probably win given his fathers expierience and how to defend himself. He sat back on the chair letting everything fly by for a moment, and deciding to keep the moment flowing.
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Kat walked into a room, hopfully for the other contestants in her district. Then she actually remembered the others in her district, a boy that was about her age and probably horrible at everything except being horrible. She sighed and sat down in the corner on the floor, taking in her surroundings and everyone she was about to kill, probably. She smiled as she slipped her bow and arrow from her pocket. She looked at the piece of glass her boy friend had installed for the games. That gave her hope. What if she could never see him again? Thay were made for each other, he'd told her that. She looked to the cieling and noticed all the art work. She sighed and looked at the installment again, pressing her fragile fingers on every inch. She looked through it, seeing everything closer, then turned it and saw everything according to heat.