∞She came without a warning∞ Hetalia Hunger Games Roleplay

[NoisyBirds]

((It's within your power~))

[NoisyBirds]

((It's within your power~))

[Zelda Prouvaire]

(SWEET! Let's do it! We just can't describe the setting yet, unless the poll is over.)

Norway glanced down at the metal platform he was standing on, appearing to find it uninteresting. This was just a gigantic waste of time, in his opinion. Of course he didn't want to be there, of course he didn't want to kill any of the other countries but...still. He picked at his sailor suit, glad that the countries had been allowed to wear clothing of their choice into the area, as long as it didn't give them an advantage over the others. Apparently Panem felt that the citizens watching back in the districts should be able to see them as they had been back at home, not in a selected outfit. It was supposed to make them feel even worse; at least, that was what Norway had gathered from the choice.
The countdown was still going on around them-- 60, 59, 58....he made a choking noise in his throat, the reality of what was about to happen finally hitting him, but he refused to let it show. Not when the Games were about to begin.

[NoisyBirds]

Farland shifted on his platform slightly. Hearing the countdown. He didn't want to be here. He never wanted to but any of the others. He was perfectly fine with being invisible from he world. But here, exposed on the metal players he had no choose but to stand infront of the world, glaring at the cornicopia and eyeing the double edged sword in the center. That was his no matter what.

[KumyaKuma]

[Oh, if that's what you guys want. Then, sure. /I wanted to do the reaping/]
[Sorry for not being on at all, I'm watching Soul Eater right now. I finally got interested and decided to watch it! Yay, now I'm on, like, my 20th epsidode.]

[NoisyBirds]

((We can go back to the reaping if you want, but it would probably take too long, having to only ro one reaping at a time.))

[pappuppy]

((Should canada and rhyme be on platforms that are next to eachother?))

M a t s u o - I t o e | T o k y o
"Call me Rhyme, please."

Her heart was racing at an unimaginable pace as she touched the glass that encased her. Rhyme's blue gaze still remained calm, and it hid her horror. It fell to stare at her hands as they slip away and back to her sides, trembling. Now she needed to fight for her people, it was no longer just one person dying, but if she died, would everyone she cared for die also? The young city's stomch did flips, nervousness causing her body to tremble. Soon she closed her eyes and drew in a shakey breath.
"All will be fine," She assured herself, but she was still terrified.
Rhyme could remember. Her name echoung through her crowds of people, her head falling and her hands growing clammy. She could remember holding her calm smile, but at the same time, as she walked up to the stand, she was desperately looking around for Canada. She needed to see him, the wise young girl, who was known for her silent strength, was suddenly scared out of her mind. Rhyme was suddenly standing on the stand, slowly scanning the crowds of people in unoticed fear. That same smile stitched onto her lips as she met their eyes, and they avoided hers. Rhyme barely caught it, the familiar ring of Matthew's name ringing off the speakers. Immediatly tears stung at her eyes, and she could remember her heart falling as she spotted the blonde, his locks glistening dully in the sunlight as he made his way toward the stand. She watched him come up, and her chest tightened as they asked how she felt to be chosen. Rhyme opened her mouth, but no words left it, she simply turned her gaze to the floor.
"I have nothing to say." She admitted softly, making sure not to speak into the microphone.
She shifted and turned her gaze to Canada again, and once the evil witch finished her questions, Rhyme turned to him and gave him a small hug, now terrified. After that, it was all a blur, and Rhyme desperately tried to stay around Canada, so that she could keep her smile.
But now?
Now she was stuck in a glass tube, waiting to be dropped to her death. That was all her optimism would give her. She'd fight, she would. But she knew she'd die eventually. Only because Rhyme couldn't bare the thought of even having to make the choice of killing Canada. Even if they made it that far, she would make him live. She already thought of the scenarios and she knew what she wanted him to do. Rhyme wanted him to keep living if he could. She begged that he would.
"Oh great, of everyone there.. Matt, why were you picked?" Rhyme whispeed eventually, and watched as her warm breath fogged the glass wall.
Rhyme slowly leaned forward and rested her forhead onto the glass tiredly.
"Why?"

[Walle13]

Allenndya stood on the platform, watching the crowd with emotionless eyes, unlike her mounth who was turned upright in a small, but fake, grin. Of course she didn`t want this. Of course she didn`t like this.

But, she didn`t want to show any weakness to Panem. Never.

In some far corner of her mind, she heard the countdown starting. She was lost in her thoughts. Thoughts that had too many "ifs".

"If I die, will my people survive? Can nations even die? If they do, what happens then?" She asked herself at one point.
"Well... We are about to find out..." Her mind gave her a darker answer. A dark answer it maybe was, but... it was true.

But, before the Games, she wanted to say something. Something that many of them would never say. Never even thought of it.

She came closer to the mic and took a deep breath. "Before I leave..."
"Die, probably" She added in her thoughts.
"... I wanted to ask something. Would you be so kind and tell me the answer, Panem?" Of course Panem was watching. She always did.
"Say, I see you like to watch people fight and die, but... Are you able to fight on your own? You, yourself alone?" On her face was a real grin, no, more like a smirk. "If so...

I challenge you"

[Ploegy]

(Sorry I haven't been posting guys ;A; I've had some personal problems lately and I haven't had the urge to roleplay. Can you tell me what exactly is going on right now?)

[Pinkedalink]

{I'm fairly certain that they are at the reaping right now}