CONGRATULATIONS CITY GIRL!!!

[skïttles]

yup same terms apply to you as they do skellington. sorrys...

STOP posting random stuff here.
PLEASE.
believe it or not, i DO check my PMs...

[wickedbvnes]

Kill my character, please Skittles. Pleasure rping with you. Friends still? }

[zippyzoo77]

Minna

District 12
Survival:
1 Loaf of Bread
1 Bottle of Water
2 Cactus Flowers
1 Sleeping Bag
1 Backpack
1 Flashlight
1 10 ft Tarp
Weaponry:
1 Knife
1 Hollow Piece of Cactus Skeleton
14 Sharpened Cactus Needles
4 Drops of Snake Venom
1 Snake
Allies:Bean

Minna opened her eyes, shaking away the fog that came with sleep. She couldn't remember dropping off, but she had slept well, dreaming of Hayden, and happiness. Pinpricks of sunlight speckled the ground below her and she realised it must be morning. A realisation of the amount of time that had passed was enough to alert her of the hunger that had been building for hours. She sat up, noticing that Bean was awake. "Good morning. Your ankle alright?" She said brightly, then opened her bag up, putting the fallen bracelet on her wrist as she did so. She picked up the loaf of bread, and lay it on the tarp. Then, she cut two thin slices of it off, and lay some of the flower petals on each slice. She sighed. She only had 1 flower left. "Breakfast is served." She smiled as she said this, her eyes shinging with genuine amusement. She had an ally. More importantly, she had a friend. But the thought of what would happen if they were the last two niggled at her, but she pushed it away, not wanting to upset either of them.

Sarkra Nightshade "Bean"

Age: 12
Gender: Male
Weaponry: A dozen large cactus spikes, about three inches long each and two rocks the size of a tennis balls.
Medicine: 1 bandage
Survival: 1 ten foot tarp
1 bottle of water
1 flashlight
1 plastic trash bag
Alliance: Minna.
Injuries: Twisted ankle (not too bad, should heal up in a day or two).

"It's pretty, I hope it tastes as good as it looks. Thanks." Bean said with a smile, taking the food Minna had set out for him. He took small bites, not wanting to eat it too fast and cause a stomach ache. His ankle was feeling better than it had the night before, but it still wasn't doing so great. "My ankle's a bit better, but I don't think I could walk on it yet." He said, looking at how it had swollen up. It was all blue and purple from bruising, but Bean felt like taking that as a good thing, since it was bruising and swelling, he must not have hurt anything too badly. It was still getting blood, and he wasn't nausiated, so it probably wasn't broken.

"Wonder what it's like outside right now... You'd think the gamemakers would do something to chase us out of this hole soon. Mind if I look?" He said, moving to the top of their large hole in the ground on his arms and knees, so that he could move the rocks aside if Minna didn't mind.

Bean took the food, and started eating it. He wants to look outside now.

((Sorry this took so long.))

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[left][size=150][color=#804000]Sarkra Nightshade "Bean"[/color][/size][/left] [right][size=85][quote]Age: 12
Gender: Male
Weaponry: A dozen large cactus spikes, about three inches long each and two rocks the size of a tennis balls.
Medicine: 1 bandage
Survival: 1 ten foot tarp
1 bottle of water
1 flashlight
1 plastic trash bag
Alliance: Minna.
Injuries: Twisted ankle (not too bad, should heal up in a day or two).[/quote][/size][/right]

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[city;]

{{ T A Y L O R


Taylor coughed slightly as a little bit of sand made its way into their shelter. She watched distractedly as the recently incapable Nick fixed the tarps for the two of them. She looked around momentarily, before realizing she had cloth. She tore a piece off of her right pant leg with a loud noise. She picked up a water bottle, and dipped the cloth inside, and pressed it against the side to make sure no water left it unnecessarily. She took the long piece of cloth and tied it around her head so it covered her nose and mouth. She nudged Nick and gestured for him to do the same. Taylor screwed he water bottle cap back on, and closed her eyes. 

[Spider-Man]

Name: Max
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Area: The tree were Azeala is
Items: Water bottle ( 1 ), tarp ( 1 ), plastic garbage bag ( 1 )
Stone throwing knives ( 6 ), Knife ( 1 ), bandages ( 1 ),
healing medicine ( 1 )
Food: none
Water: Water bottle - empty - ( 1 )
Injuries: bat bites ( 2 )

Max bolts up and looks around making sure there are no more little spiders. He takes his water bottle and drinks half of it. Sweat pours down his face as he puts the cap on, he than wipes the sweat away and puts the bottle cap back on. He looks over at his garbage bag and takes hold of it. ' I have only killed one person' He thinks to his self. If this tarp flew off at least he could climb into the garbage bag and if possible will bring Azeala in to. He checks the throwing knives to check to make sure there is no ripping in the tarp. ' Thank goodness I got this tarp.' He thinks. He than looks at Azaela and smiles at his allie. They are still very close together, as Max puts his head into his knees. He sits there listening to the wind changing melodies until it soothes him and brings him into a sleepy state. He soon falls asleep dreaming of spiders and bats again, he is truly traumatized.

[clusterducks]

Minna

District 12
Survival:
1 Loaf of Bread
1 Bottle of Water
2 Cactus Flowers
1 Sleeping Bag
1 Backpack
1 Flashlight
1 10 ft Tarp
Weaponry:
1 Knife
1 Hollow Piece of Cactus Skeleton
14 Sharpened Cactus Needles
4 Drops of Snake Venom
1 Snake
Allies:Bean

Minna felt a slight breeze coming through the gaps underneath the rock, blowing hard sand through them. She followed him up, and lifted it slightly,. A large amount of sand blew in, scraping her everywhere. She dropped the rock in shock, and shivered, her body hurting all over. "Let's not go outside." She suggested. "Going outside would be a very bad idea. You are right that its surprising the gamemakers haven't tried to chase us out. I gues we're lucky. Come on, " she took Bean's hand in her own, and started crawling, pulling him along with her. "It'll be better at the other end." She picked up her supplies with the other arm and set off down the tunnel.

It was better at the other end, and quieter. "So," she said. "Should we talk, to while the hours away?"

[skïttles]

Bean & Minna
Underneath the earth, a snake sensed the movement of two tributes. It began to burrow its way toward them, venom-laced fangs read to sink into their soft human flesh.

hehe. short posts be short <3

[zippyzoo77]

Sarkra Nightshade "Bean"

Age: 12
Gender: Male
Weaponry: A dozen large cactus spikes, about three inches long each
Two rocks the size of a tennis balls.
Medicine: 1 bandage
Survival: 1 ten foot tarp
1 bottle of water
1 flashlight
1 plastic trash bag
Alliance: Minna.
Injuries: Twisted ankle (not too bad, should heal up in a day or two).
Scratches from sand on right cheek- not deep.

Several handfulls worth of sand hit Bean's face when the rock was moved aside, leading to several dozen tiny scratches all over his right cheek. Luckily none of them were deep, but that didn't mean they didn't sting. He followed Minna when she went further down into the hole, since it would be much safer there in the case that another rock could come out and more of the violently blowing sand would come in. "How many people do you think are left?" Bean said when he was safe resting on the far side from the entrance. Since they couldn't see the sky from inside here, he really didn't know, but there was a sneaking though on his mind of how long this alliance could last. He didn't want to be up against Minna in the end, for two reasons. One, he didn't want to kill her, she was his friend. And two, probably the more realistic of the reasons, she was more physically capable of killing him than he was of her. In other words, she would win if it came to any sort of fight between the two.

Only a moment after he had asked his question, he felt something touch his leg. He recoiled from it, pulling both his legs away, as he saw that it was a snake. What do I do!? He thought in a panic, unable to reach his bag from it's position, closer to the entrance of the cave. "Minna, there's a snake!" He said, probably a bit louder than he needed to, since she was only about a foot away. Still, the snake's eyes were trained on him, so maybe she had something in her bag that she could use to kill it. At least he could fend it off for a minute or two, since he could kick it away with his feet, which were protected by his shoes. It seemed to see this and was hesitating to attack.

Bean went to the far side from the entrance as well. The snake has noticed him, but he can't do anything about it.

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[left][size=150][color=#804000]Sarkra Nightshade "Bean"[/color][/size][/left] [right][size=85][quote][u]Age[/u]: 12
[u]Gender[/u]: Male
[u]Weaponry[/u]: A dozen large cactus spikes, about three inches long each
Two rocks the size of a tennis balls.
[u]Medicine[/u]: 1 bandage
[u]Survival[/u]: 1 ten foot tarp
1 bottle of water
1 flashlight
1 plastic trash bag
[u]Alliance[/u]: Minna.
[u]Injuries[/u]: Twisted ankle (not too bad, should heal up in a day or two).
Scratches from sand on right cheek- not deep.[/quote][/size][/right]

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[clusterducks]

Minna

District 12
Survival:
1 Loaf of Bread
1 Bottle of Water
2 Cactus Flowers
1 Sleeping Bag
1 Backpack
1 Flashlight
1 10 ft Tarp
Weaponry:
1 Knife
1 Hollow Piece of Cactus Skeleton
14 Sharpened Cactus Needles
4 Drops of Snake Venom
1 Snake
Allies:Bean

Though she was distracted with fiddling with the beads of the bracelet, Minna heard Bean when he cried out that there was a snake. She grabbed her bag, and pulled her knife out of it, dipping it in the pouch of venom as she did so. The snake seemed to be focused on Bean, so she used this to her advantage and crawled behind it. Then she struck, pushing herself forwards, and her knife hard through its head, and maybe not killing it, but at least lethally poisoning it with its own poison. She moved backwards, gesturing for Bean to do the same. "When it's dead, what do you say, that when this storm lets up, we go and find some rocks?" She suggested. "Now, what were you saying?"

[exorcism]

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I S I S :: A R I E N N A :: R O S E

----" Let's watch this city burn, let's watch this city burn away! "
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Survival - Backpack, apples (4), bottles of water (2), 20 square foot tarp, sleeping bag, flashlight.
Weapons - Two daggers, one bow, ten arrows.
Companion - Vladimir / Male / Presa Canario Dog

Laying breathlessly on the sand, Isis, with much panic, caught a glance at the brewing sandstorm. She gulped, terrified at the sight, as she was out there in the open, near one oasis but not quite at it, and surrounded by several cacti. With a sigh, she silently accepted her fate until she heard a loud noise as if something had fell. Looking over, she scrambled to her knees and looks it over, finding two large crates. One had holes, the other didn't. First, she checked the one without holes, checking the note that stated Don't Give Up. With slight difficulty she opened it, and much to her relief found another bottle of water, a tarp, a sleeping bag, a flashlight, a bow, and ten arrows. She stuffed what she could in her backpack, and hooked her bow to her back and the arrows and flashlight to her belt alongside her daggers. Looking over at the large crate with holes, she suddenly realized a panting and scratching noise coming inside. She picked up the note that came along with it that said Everyone Needs A Friend. Feeling grateful for what she already received, she wondered if she should open it at all. Though, Isis knew she needed whatever she could get.

Opening the second crate, with much more difficulty then the first, she felt herself being pinned to the ground by a large creature, a bulky and heavy one at that. It turned out to be a dog, one by the name of Presa Canario. Isis recognized the breed by their negative status, as they had earned the bad name of being vicious dogs. Though, with a look at this huge black beast with it's large hazel eyes, she could see why. It released a deep and rough bark, and licked Isis's face. With a laugh, she ordered the dog to get off of her, and it obeyed. Rubbing her arm across her face to wipe off the dog's slobber, she rubbed her chin in contemplation. "Hmm... I'll name you... Vladimir!" She said, hugging the dog around the neck. Apparently happy with his new name, Vladimir wagged his short tail. When he had spotted the sandstorm as well, his tail stopped moving and he looked desperately at Isis. "Don't worry boy, I have a plan," she told him, noticing how weird and good it felt to actually talk to someone, even if it wasn't one who could talk back.

Taking out her tarp, which was around twenty square feet, she set out to work, attaching it to anything she could find, large rocks, tall cacti, anything.

{{ I'll try and post when I can. :3 }}