CONGRATULATIONS CITY GIRL!!!

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Still Alive:
Jerzey. // Taylor
f l a r e ♥ // Azalea

Strikes:
f l a r e ♥ | 1 strike

AZ! YOU'RE UP!
anyway, guys, only two of you left.... >:3

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» T a y l o r . R a e . O r c h i d




Taylor swung out from behind the tree, her spear pointed at Azalea's neck. With her eyes slit, she began to step forward until she was just out of reach of the girl's weapons [only the hand-to-hand ones]. "I don't want trouble," she lied. She wanted trouble, but only the kind that got the others killed and not herself. "I'm just hun-" Taylor stopped short. Two cannon fires went off, and she watched as the little boy died. Before either of them could recover from the shock, Taylor jerked back and away from the body, memories of her ally vehemently seeking revenge in her brain. Her ankle protested angrily, and Taylor tripped, falling backwards into her rear end. She yanked the broken spear from her belt, and welded it in the opposite hand, using the unbroken one as a staff of sorts. Taylor pointed the broken one at Azalea. "Nevermind. Trouble just found us. One of us has to die. I don't plan on it being me."

She refused to die. Especially now. If anybody was leaving the Arena, it was going to be Taylor, alive. the tribute scrambled for an answer to her problem. How would she kill Azalea? How would she escape? What's going to happen if she doesn't win? A few of the answers hurt her so much, Taylor switched her train of thought. 

How will she kill the girl? 

How long will it take?

And ...

Can she keep her promises to Tessa and Nick?


[ Uh oh. Now I'm nervous. ]

» T a g g e d : : Azalea

[flare ♥]

(Me too! xD Good luck! Haha I read "Can she keep her promises to Tessa and Nick?" as Tess and Nick and I got confused )

|| A Z A L E A ||

Age: 17
Currently: Fighting Taylor.
Alliances: None.
Weapons: Stone Throwing Knives, 1 Dagger, and 1 Knife.
Food: 2 Bottles of Clean Water.
Other: 1 Empty Water Bottle, Tarp, Plastic Garbage Bag,
1 Healing Medicine, 1 Burn Medicine, and 1 Bandage.
Injuries: No Sight in Left Eye

Azalea froze at the sound of two cannons going off. She didn't have to look behind her to see Bean's small body laying dead. She already knew it was the end. Just the two of us. She thought, and suddenly fresh anger boiled through her body. None of them deserved to die. She could feel adrenaline pouring through her like a river. She had to win.

Azalea knew just had to. For her brothers, for her father.

Azalea tried to keep the tears from welling up in her eyes. She could see that the girl was hurt, and pretty badly. Maybe she could win... If she really tried...

Azalea could see the look in Taylor's eyes, it was one that was ready to kill to go home. Just like her own brown eyes, that used to be filled with all the warmth of the sun. Quickly, she grabbed Taylor's spear, her hands strong and firm. She twisted it, so eventually Taylor would have to let go. "I am not going to die. Not like this." She said, her words filled with such emotion that even she couldn't believe it. She put her foot on Taylor's stomach, yanking and pushing at the same time.

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» T a y l o r . R a e . O r c h i d




Taylor yanked on the spear but it wouldn't come loose. The girl was strong. To counteract the spear motion, Taylor pressed her foot to the front of the girl's knee. If she tried any funny business, Taylor would kick and snap it backwards. "Then how?" she asked. "If not now, then when? You really want to live the rest of your life as the Capitol's slave?" She stared at Azalea, and began to twist the spear away. 

With a violent movement, she jerked away, spear and all, until she was pressed up against a tree. Realizing this would be problematic, she stepped to the side so her back wasn't up against anything. "If you can catch me, you won't be able to kill me," she taunted, backing slowly away. 


[ Lol! ]

» T a g g e d : : Azalea

[aseka]

(Ack! Stupid sleeping schedule. How did Fawna die?)

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|| A Z A L E A ||

Age: 17
Currently: Fighting Taylor.
Alliances: None.
Weapons: Stone Throwing Knives, 1 Dagger, and 1 Knife.
Food: 2 Bottles of Clean Water.
Other: 1 Empty Water Bottle, Tarp, Plastic Garbage Bag,
1 Healing Medicine, 1 Burn Medicine, and 1 Bandage.
Injuries: No Sight in Left Eye

Azalea stayed frozen in place, her dagger and knife in hand. "If its so bad, why do you want to live too?" Azalea said, for the first time in the entire Games, feeling stronger than ever. She was ready to win. Azalea back up too, slowly moving to the right, her eyes never leaving Taylor's. She felt sick to her stomach that the tribute would taunt her like that. It also angered Azalea. She remembered when her family had come, they had hugged her and cried so much. Her youngest brother, who was 6, had told her she could win if she really tried. That was what she was going for. Azalea knew that the girl was already injured, which was good for her. She suddenly lashed out with her knives, surprisingly she felt emotionless when she felt her knife cut through flesh. She aimed her dagger and knife at her, ready to strike again.

[studio killers.]

Alright y'all, stop posting for a bit, I'm brewing up somethin' special for you in a few. :D

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Fawna's Death by Dino // :

After Fawna finished scouring the area, she deemed it safe, crouching down by Bengli and running her fingers through its fur. She leaned back against a tree, placing her things in front of her to sort through them. She didn't have much, for what was needed in the Games, but like the rest of the tributes, she was sure she could win. That was, until, she heard something plowing through the undergrowth. It sounded monstrous, and Fawna sucked in a sharp breath, her eyes searching frantically around. They settled on the tree. And so, the girl began to climb, one hand after the other. She didn't want to leave Bengli to the mercy of the creature, but what choice did she have? It was either her...or, well, no one. Halfway up the gnarled trunk, she heard the thing getting closer, a mighty roar escaping from between jaws that she imagined must be ominous. Fawna soon found that to be true. Large teeth sunk into either side as it grabbed her around the middle, pulling her from the tree and shaking her as a dog might. Fawna screamed, grabbing for any weapons possible. Bengli was snarling below her. It was loyal. Fawna knew she didn't deserve it. She finally got a hold of a knife, and the blade found home protruding from the monster's eye. Fawna was dropped to the ground, and landed with a sickening crack. The creature above her roared, rearing up on its hind legs. She rolled out of the way just in time when huge forefeet smashed against the ground just wear she had been. She looked up again, and into her death. There was a large, scaly face, accented by one yellow eye, the other had a knife handle sticking from it, and large blood-stained teeth that used to be gleaming white. Fawna screamed again as the teeth descended upon her, crunching around her already agonized body. The monster reared up again, this time tipping its head back as it swallowed the still-alive tribute to be eaten apart by the acids in its stomach, if she was not first suffocated. Bengli ran. The lizard-like thing pursued, following up its meal with a desert of fur and sinew.

munchy munchy xP // also, sorry az, couldn't help it lol

[studio killers.]

Azlynn
Finally, only two tributes were left. It was time for the icing on the cake, the finale to end all finales. Smiling, Azlynn hopped out of her seat, patting each of the other Gamemakers on the head as she pranced by. "Ready for the coup de grace, guys?" She had been planning this for a while, but of course had saved the best for last. Azlynn contacted the announcer, telling him what to say before smirking and prancing back to her seat, starting to manipulate the landscape to her liking, causing a brief earthquake in the arena. Once she was done, she sat back, smirking and self accomplished as she gazed at the image of the coliseum in the earth.

Meanwhile, in the arena where Taylor and Azalea were facing off, the booming voice of the Games announcer interrupted their fight. "Congratulations to our final two tributes! Both of you have been ordered to report to the center of the arena, post-haste. Gamemaker Azlynn has planned a surprise for you."
- - -

Both Taylor and Azalea will participate in a fight to the death in a sunken, earthen coliseum in the middle of the arena. Weapons will be provided. The winner will be picked randomly.

Posting is allowed again. :3

[flare ♥]

(Excited and nervous :) )

|| A Z A L E A ||

Age: 17
Currently: Fighting Taylor.
Alliances: None.
Weapons: Stone Throwing Knives, 1 Dagger, and 1 Knife.
Food: 2 Bottles of Clean Water.
Other: 1 Empty Water Bottle, Tarp, Plastic Garbage Bag,
1 Healing Medicine, 1 Burn Medicine, and 1 Bandage.
Injuries: No Sight in Left Eye

Azalea froze as the earth began to quake, and she struggled not to fall, running to a tree and gripping it for dear life. When the quaking stopped, she looked around, her breath catching in her throat at the sound of a Gamemaker. At the announcement, she saw a deep hole-like thing in the earth not too far away. She took one look at Taylor, and ran to the hole. Azalea realized with horror it was a coliseum. She let out the breath she had been holding. Azalea told herself the same words over and over again, the ones that her little brother had said. You can win if you really tried. You can win if you really tried. Azalea nodded to herself, as if she finally understood these words. She decided she would try her hardest, and that would get her through it. She walked into the coliseum, a shudder creeping up her back at its emptiness. She turned to Taylor, getting as far away as possible from the tribute. Azalea felt an eerie and hysterical smile poking at the edges of her mouth. "May the best tribute win." She said, adrenaline roaring through her veins. You can win if you really tried.