CONGRATULATIONS CITY GIRL!!!

[wickedbvnes]

:; Angus | District 11 | Health: 99.9% ;:
{ Total amount of points that will be spent ; 8000{ I think XD }}

Angus darted forward, wincing as minute grains of sand got into his already worn sneakers. Angus darted in, obtaining a sword first. He then backed out as quickly as possible, and waited for the hullabaloo to settle. He had his eyes on the District 11 backpack, but also was throwing nervous glances around him. Angus watched, waiting, searching for weaknesses in his opponents. The sun beat down on his thinly covered back, and he had to raise his hand to shade his eyes. His other hand firmly gripped the sword, ready to drive it into any tribute stupid enough to mess with him. He sighed. He shan't get cocky. Angus hopped from one foot to the other, now anxious. He debated on whether he should head back into the Cornucopia, but his father's voice echoed in his head. Angus grumbled, but he wasn't about to let his guard down. 'Fight or die, Angus. Kill.' he muttered, angrily. He hated having to do this. Killing for fun. Angus darted back in, yelping as a blade cleanly cut his arm. He grabbed a backpack and loaf of bread, retreating. He was momentarily stunned when another blade nearly cut his face off, but he instinctively ducked and escaped with only a jagged cut. The blade that had cut him had been serrated.

Angus swore under his breath, sprinting across the sand with what little air he had left in his lungs. Every breath he took rasped in his throat, barely reaching his lungs before it was expelled. He needed to find shelter. Angus searched frantically for a tree, anything. He spotted an oasis, but a thought niggled at the back of his mind. Spiders. Angus had to stop, turning around so he could watch to see what was coming. He doubled over, heaving and coughing.

[Grace(:]

|| weapon; bow&arrows || points spent; 5000 || Mood; wishing ||

Serenity scanned the arena, that was visible as the countdown slowly came down to zero. She saw children that were as young as twelve and others that were as old as eighteen. As the timer reached zero, she shot off her plate and off to into the pile of supplies. She swiped herself a bow and ten arrows from the weapons, and ran over to the survival items. Just as she was leaning down to pick up one of the items, she felt another tribute slice their weapon into her back. In fear of being killed, she sprinted out of the circle and heading into the forest that lay ahead. She ducked behind a bush and rubbed her hand across the wound, then placing her weapon into position, waiting for some weak prey that she could shoot.
Serenity started to feel anxious. She knew that her family were on earth somewhere, watching her, and hoping that she wouldn't get killed. What am I doing? I am going to die, and I know it. Everyone knows it. I'm from the second poorest district. She thought to herself, frowning. The bush prickled her skin, as she inched along the dirt, now hoping that when she did die, it would be quick and easy not slow and painful.

[wickedbvnes]

{{ Guys guys. Its a desert. o3o }}

[The Dodgeful Actor]

(I just wanted to pop my nose in and say, that I had a very similar idea of betting on the winner, and I PMed Sorren Fey asking if it was OK, and got back... "we would prefer if you didn't introduce a bet system to your roleplay. Gambling is not really something we'd like to advertise or glorify on a family site and we think it will cause many arguments and fights etc."
I thought posting this would probably be nicer than reporting you, which seemed a little harsh as there's nothing in the rules against it.)

[skïttles]

cheshire, thanks much :)
yeah, guys...this is supposed to be a desert. like, dry. hot. sunny. no trees or shrubs. dry dirt and stuff instead of earth, etc.
think 'deserty' xP

(I just wanted to pop my nose in and say, that I had a very similar idea of betting on the winner, and I PMed Sorren Fey asking if it was OK, and got back... "we would prefer if you didn't introduce a bet system to your roleplay. Gambling is not really something we'd like to advertise or glorify on a family site and we think it will cause many arguments and fights etc."
I thought posting this would probably be nicer than reporting you, which seemed a little harsh as there's nothing in the rules against it.)

okay- first thing; do you just go around TRYING to spoil people's days?
just cuz she said no to you doesn't mean that you have to go around and report everyone else > __ <
good thing no one has bet yet...because I would be very angry, rather than just a little peeved.
I wouldn't have been peeved at all if you had just warned me instead of, was that threatening?, to report me and my beautiful thread.
you're dismissed, kk? please get off my thread.

[--I am Sherlocked--]

don't worry about the picture, i like to think that pictures are for lazy people xP ((not saying anyone is lazy...but that's why *I* use pictures, lmao)) -- that mean accepted xD

~Artemis~ there aren't any

(W-what? I was so looking forward to this. Just have been so busy 3: )

[Iŗi]

(where should i start?)

[city;]

[ Posting later. Discovered I need points still. ]

[clusterducks]

.:Minna/District 8/Knife/Focused but Scared:.

As the countdown came to zero, Minna caught the eye of her only ally, the boy from District 12, and then broke into a run, picking up a sharp knife that lay near her, and a small bottle of water that she saw. Then she ran for it, willing herself to keep out of the way of the inevitable bloodbath so she could survive as long as possible. Yes, she was weak, but she wasn't going down without a fight. An arrow skimmed over her shoulder, leaving a hole in the fabic, and a painful wound that still gaped open at her. Minna knew that if it had been a few centimetres lower, it would have killed her dead. In a desperate attempt to save her life, she upped her speed, going at full pelt towards the endless nothing, while the millions of grains of sand dug into her feet.

She was hoping that her ally would follow, but she had no way of knowing, and most likely, he had been killed in the bloodbath. Zoning out on anything except gettting away, and saving her life, she kept running as fast as she could into the sandy void, where hopefully she could find something that would help. Dimly remembering the lesson on cacti in the training arena she ran towards a shape in the distance, barely caring whether it would kill her or not. Almost anything to get out of these dreadful games.

[flare ♥]

{ Sorry to ask, but did the Hunger Games already start? I know in the title it said "It Has Begun" but did they all get through the cornucopia and stuff? }