The 25th Hunger Games (Hybrid Hunger Games rp; semi-lit)

[drakeagle]

Zorath|District 9|Golden eagle

'' nice landing!'' zorath commented. this boy was certainly a good choice for an ally. he was sure that they could work together and strike from above if neccesary.

Zom'grul|district 6| king cobra

''you have quite the aim'' Zom'grul said slithering up beside Hesoid. ''thats definitly useful.''

[DJ_X2]

(But that's the cute part! XD)

.:. Hesiod .:.

.:. 17 .:. District 6 .:. Single .:. African Wild Dog .:. Nervous .:.

I smile, "Thanks. But I'm probably better at throwing knives."

[Gemino-]

Cog-D3-14-Honey Badger

The boy looks to Lupa, and then focuses on the rest of the centre. "...Say we do somethin' else and see what everyone else can do?" The black-haired tribute picks the stuffing off of his claws and walks away from the ruined training dummy. "Might give us an edge in the arena if we pay attention now."

[Vaera Playrite]

~Lupa~
I walked after him and walked beside him once I caught up. "Good idea." I said, looking around. After a minute or two I turned to Cog. "Well, for one some tributes have wings, there's no way they won't try to learn to fly." I said, resuming looking around. I wasn't just looking at what the tributes were doing, I was also looking at their animal features, trying to put together a list in my head of who had wings, claws, feathers, fur, or how close to the whole nine years they were. As far as I'd seen, the least extreme had been the crow boy I'd slapped. He'd only had wings and claws from what I saw. Or maybe they talons, I wasn't sure. The most extreme, as far as I've seen, would be....well me. I don't know wheather it's just because it's myself and I'm freaked out, or wheather I'm the one with the most animal features. Fur, tail, ears, claws, hands, no, paws. No, hands.....uh..... I thought to myself trying to list my animal features. "Watch for fur, wings, tails, you know, anything that might help them in any way or might be a wekaness......"I said quietly to Cog, my eyes still on the others.

[nicole3139]

Nicole:
I sigh when Jake doesn't come. Instead of continuing to wait for him I get up and go into my room. When I close the door I leave it unlocked so if Jake decides to stop by he can come in.
I take a shower. The hot water slides down me and some sort of ginger soap. These metal hands come out of the wall and start to massage the shampoo into my hair. I smile and let them work. The shower stops and I step out of the shower and dry off. I put on a tight T-shirt and skinny jeans then go into my room. I pull a string and an avox comes in. I smile feebly at the young girl who can't speak. "Can I have a slice of pizza please?" I ask the avox. She nods and scurries from the room. I sigh and cit on a chair. A computer a pears out of nowhere, landing on the desk in front of me. I smile and press a button. The screen comes up and shows a large selection of movies to watch. I select one called 'District Twelve and it's wealth" I snort at the name but still watch it. It starts out showing the wealthy part of my home district. When I say wealthy part I mean the 5% of the district that is even close to wealthy.
Devon:
I go back to my room and sit there. This is so boring I think to myself as I lay back words on my bed. I sigh and try to fall asleep. I can't doze off so instead I climb off my bed and start looking around my room. I see a button with the words 'service' on it. I smile and press it. A small panel comes out of the wall containing a piece of paper. I pick it up and start to read. I soon figure out it's a menu. I smile and look around for a place to type in what I want. As if the wall is reading my mind another panel comes out with a keyboard on it. I grin and type in something that isn't even on the menu. Cheese steak and beef stew. I think hard trying to decide if I should have a food sampling contest. Me against me. I laugh and press enter.
A tile of ceiling above me opens and lets out a metal pole that holds two dishes. The metal pool drops the dishes on the table next to me as well as a spoon. The pole slides back into the ceiling leaving nothing but the steaming food behind. I start to eat the food with furver.

[james moriarty]

"Thanks." Chris replied quickly, then let his amber gaze travel around the room. Hmm... Rope swing? No. Balance beam? Maybe later. Human dummies for hand-to-hand combat? Worth a shot. He walked quickly over to them, flexing his claws. They had to be useful for something, right? He walked upto the mannequin and sort of stood awkwardly infront of it, trying to decide how to attack. Should he use his dominant hand - the left one? Should he try with both? Would his claws evenbe sharp enough to rip through the fabric? Well, only one way to find out.

Chris lunged forward and slashed hard at the dummy's chest - but apparently not hard enough. He ripped a fairly large hole, but his claws had gotten caught in the fabric. He swore softly and tried to tug his hand free, but only managed to twist it painfully. Not good. He tried again, and this time, his hand came free. He tried several more times, and each time, his claws got stuck. He was getting very frustrated. With a small snarl, he lunged towards a new dummy, slashing furiously across it's chest and repeating the blow until stuffing was leaking out.

[ForgetMeNot]

~Cecilia~ 13~ District 7~ Canadian Lynx~
Cecilia leaned against the wall, gazing out across the training area. She knew she should go out and show her skill, but she didn't know where to go first. Cecilia looked at her hands, glaring at the new claws, sprouting from her fingertips. Sighing, she put her head up against the wall. Sucking in her breath, she walked over to the spears. Picking one up, she twirled it, not used to the feel of things touching her claws. Grimacing as her claws were hit again, she gripped the metal spear firmly. It felt nice to be able to hold one again, even though it would never be the same.

~Jack~ 18~ District 10~ Eastern Lowland Gorilla~
Jack had tried to laugh along with his new mentor and trainer, but the whole time he couldn't stop seeing his father in his new trainer. He shook, remembering a little more of what his father really was. Jack shut the door to his room tightly, locking it afterwards. He was told to go into the training area, but it was more likely he would make a fool of himself. Jack sighed, still shaking. People scared him so much. How am I ever going to last in the Games? He became even more distraught as another idea hit him like a brick had hit his head. What is there to go back to?

[Gemino-]

Cog-D3-14-Honey badger

He nods, looking to Lupa before turning to the hand-to-hand combat station. "...I'll keep an eye out." The Badger boy mutters, before proceeding over the station and asking the instructor to show him the basics. Cog reasoning was that if his hands were to messed up to hope a weapon very well, he should at least be able to do more then slash blindly at an enemy.

[Wolf'sflame]

—(••÷[ daĸoтa ryder ]÷••)—


Username: AuthorE
Name: Dakota Thomas Ryder
Gender: Male
Age: 16
District: 2
Animal DNA: Genet [Yeah, probably haven't heard of one before X3 They're really cool little guys, check out the first link and at least try to read about them, they're awesome! X...X...X]
Personality:
qυιєт •Beyond anything, Dakota is quiet. He wouldn't often talk to anyone unless they first came to him. He is not, however shy. If he had to, he would show his more outgoing side. After he was chosen for the games, he came to realize that being the quiet, secluded person would be a good strategy. He might appear weak, but he is really out to win.
deтerмιned •Dakota is a person who puts his all into everything. He would never give up, having a sort of mental stamina that keeps him going. He has a sort of 'survival mode' that fuels this. He stands up for what he believes in and he never backs down.
clever/wιттy •As sly as a fox with a wit like that of a comedian, Dakota is able to slip in and out of a tight situation with quick precision. He can make you laugh and be your best friend, or he can move behind your back and tear you down. He has a lot of practice with this, being the loner in his class, he was often picked on, but he fought back...With words. His greatest weapon is his mind.
ĸιnd • While Dakota may seem cold and secluded, if you get down into his inner layers, he's really sweet and funny. The only person ever to do this was his younger sister, who actually molded this part of his personality. He would be a great friend and ally, being loyal and kind. While he would be determined to win, if he made a friend, he wouldn't know what he'd do, so he would probably try to steer clear from that.
Strengths: •animal related strengths• Along with his animal mutations, Dakota has gained a few adaptations. One such is his climbing ability. He has an excellent sense of balance, and he can climb a tree in record time. Another strength are his senses of smell, sight, and hearing. They've all been enhanced, especially his hearing and smell, his sight more so in the night-vision area of things. He is also very agile, flexible, and he has very fast reflexes, and with his mutation has come the ability to fit into any opening that he can fit his head through.
•pre-exising strengths• While you wouldn't exactly call Dakota a 'career tribute' his parents did get him into some training around the age of five. He is excellent with a bow and arrow and throwing knives, but he is also very adept at hand-to-hand combat[fist fighting], though he can be a bit of a dirty fighter.
Skills: Most of them are above, but Dakota is also good at making people like him.
Fears: Spiders, slow death, his little sister dying, making friends, fire
Appearance: [Picture @ the top...Here's another though...XxX]
The animal features will be mentioned later. As for details, Dakota stands at about 5'8" and weighs around 120 pounds[he's a skinny kid]. He has a thinner build, but he is lean and well muscled. His eyes are a piercing blue color, and his hair is obsidian black, cut in layers to about his jawline.
Animal features: Dakota has quite a few features of his animal, actually. He has the tail of one, and, like the animal itself, it is ridiculously long, almost the same length as his body. He can pick things up with it, and it can even aid him in climbing. He also has the ears of his animal, and they sit in about the same place as his human ears, maybe a bit higher, they can swivel back and forth, and down. He has spots on the backs of his arms, neck, and his back. His fingernails are long, sharp, and extremely durable, and he calls them his 'claws'. His canine teeth both on the top and bottom of his mouth and the ones just behind them are longer and a lot sharper than normal. In addition, he can also growl and even make sounds sort of like chirping.
History: Unlike most of the tributes before him, Dakota wasn't put in a training academy. He went to normal school[although the gym classes were a bit intense], with private training after. This was mostly on his request, since he didn't want to focus on the Games, but rather making a way for his future career. His mother worked as their part of the district's apothecary, so he knows plants fairly well. He also had three older brothers[Josh, David, and Martin], and a younger sister[Piper]. His little sister was the person who really made the sweet guy that'll show if you make friends with Dakota. She is really the only person Dakota wants to win the Games for. His resolve is to get through the Games then come home to his family and make their lives better.
Family: Father• Kale Ryder
Mother• Willow Ryder
Brothers• Joshua-David-Martin
Sister• Piper
Enemies: Everyone really
Allies: None
Crush: None
BF/GF: None
Token: A necklace his sister gave him...XxX
Prefered Items: Bow and arrows or throwing knives...If he can't get his hands on weapons, then probably something with necessities in it, especially water and medicines.
Train Ticket: Fire is Burning
Other: None that I can think of at the moment...Oh, I prettied up his form for you, hope ya like it :3

(Accepted!)

[drakeagle]

Zorath|District 9|Golden eagle

Zorath was shocked when chris ripped the dummy up enough with his claws that it began to leak stuffing. maybe he should try that. he stepped up to one and slashed at it with his left hand. it was a clean cut but not very damaging. maybe the talons on my feet? he thought so took to the air. he dived down feet first and tore at the dummys face. it didnt cut it... it ripped the whole head off! ''wow'' he muttered quietly to himself.