∞She came without a warning∞ Hetalia Hunger Games Roleplay

[NoisyBirds]

((No, they are on their platform getting ready to run.))

[Pinkedalink]

{Oh, okay. Well, I better get a post up then}

[KumyaKuma]

[Gawsh, I'm so sorry for not posting yet. You have no idea how busy I am. No matters, I'll be posting in a second. ^;^']

[KumyaKuma]

"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little Taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm ålønë
What doesn't kill you makes a fighter
Föötstêp§ even lighter."

|Surda|

I stood motionless with a stoney expression on my face, the sun beating down on me from the clear tube I was in. I didn't give a fake smile at all, why should I pretend to be happy? I was throughly pissed. I turned my head slightly to the left, my hard gaze baring into Siknonia. It took him a few seconds to get that prickly feeling you get when someone stares at you. He turned to look at me and grinned, a wild, slightly crazy smile. We--I had proclaimed us team mates last night, if we weren't, we would both be trying to kill each other in the Hunger Games. We both knew, that in order for one of us to survive, we needed to work together. Despite the fact that we hated each other, we worked quite well together, almost made the perfect team. And both of us would never betray the other once we swore on it, Siknonia may be an assassin b**t**d, but he's loyal to the end. I turned back to facing the front of the glass, just barely hearing the count down to the start. In less than a minute, I would befighting for my life with my sworn enemy as my partner. Oh goody! Thisis gunna beso much fun! ' Ah, sh*t. I'm cracking.' Yeah, I tendto slip into my insane side when something like this situation happens.I anted to speak into my mic before I was dropped into a full out masscare. Damn! This is gunna be s epic!
"I sure as h€eckain't gunna win the Hunger games, but one things fer sure....I'm gunna tae a few of those b*****d's ta hell with me!"
I looked at the hidden camera that I knew was watching us. I made a gun with my thumb and pointer finger, grinning wildly with my head tilted.
'Bam' 'Bam' 'Bam' I pretended I was shotted at it, stilly grinning with a crazy look in my eyes. I knew Panem was watching us, right in her cozy little room.
And I was aiming at her.
Only Thirty more seconds before the Games would began. Only Thirdy more seconds before they sentenced us to death.
Scratch that out, Twenty Nine....

[Zelda Prouvaire]

(Love the signature, Unknown! Yes, Black*Star will kill you [cause he be an assassin! :3] if you don't include him!)

Canada shook slightly at his platform, but steeled himself as best he could as the minute slowly slipped away. He should have seen this coming- he should have known Panem would have confined the games to just citizens. What would this mean for their people?
Matthew glanced over towards Rhyme, catching her watching him. He gave her the best reassuring smile he could, wanting her, his best friend, to win the Game more than anything, even more than his own life. But...America, his own brother, was in this as well....how could he make a choice like that? Canada shook his head, trying in vain to focus on the Cornicopia, the golden horn glistening in the sun above them. He took a few deep breathes to steady himself, waiting for it all to begin.


Latvia couldn't stop trembling. He could feel the tears that were ever present in his eyes forming again as he dwelled on what was about to happen to him. He felt certain that he would be one of the first ones to die; the boy lacked even the most remote form of confidence. Of course no one has volunteered to take s place at the reaping- his brothers Lithuania and Estonia had been put in different districts upon the beginning of Panem's reign. He never even got to say goodbye to them.... and now he never would.

[pappuppy]

Rhyme looked back down at her feet at the sight of Canada's feeble smile. It pained her to see him trying to comfort her, and she knew she shouldn't be so selfish. So she stopped looking at him, and listened as the number ticked down, and sooner than she could've guessed, the glass cases began to lower themselves. The young woman covered her mouth with a palm, fearing she would see the worse all of a sudden, remembering past Games where they used unholy beasts and demons, that she had only seen in legend, to kill off excess players.
"Oh the Maker.." She whispered softly, feeling uneasy.
But she knew what to do, she couldn't hang around the Cornucopia. She couldn't, it would be crawling with everyone. All of the Tributes. More than likely. Maybe she could snatch a back pack. Rhyme figured that se should meet up with Matt afterwards, thinking that he may want to partner up for the time being. She had no intentions on turning on him, if anything she ay die trying to protect him. He was one of her greatest allies, and she never broke bonds with other nations, especially strong ones like Canada.

[KumyaKuma]

[Bawahaha! Like Surda would let him XD I found a nice picture but I accidentally exited out of it and I can't find it anymore D: ]
[By the way, is it okay if I have the timer go off right now and they really start? (Gosh, that sounded so lame. I worded everything terribly. -.- ]

[Zelda Prouvaire]

(Yeah, let's do it now!
I would LOVE to see Surda beat up Black*Star! That would be awesome!)

[KumyaKuma]

[Great, now I want to join a Soul Eater roleplay and Soul Eaterize her so she can fight him. >:D
Did you know Surda was my Dragon Rider OC before I turned her into a country. I just used her human name when she was a Rider. *post will be coming up in 10-20 minutes]

[pappuppy]

((Yes))