.:|The 73rd Hunger Games|semi lit|games have started|:.

[bonjour.]

-Joshua Conners.
-Training Center.
-Tagged;; no one.
-Eighteen
-Unharmed.
-District Eleven.

Josh leaned down, blowing the fire out, before straightening, doing another once over on the room, seeing Fawn glancing over at him. In a simple greeting, he dipped his head, before cutting his gaze away from her, keeping at the survival station. But this time, he opted for the guide book of plants, flipping it open. Most he knew. Generally the bad ones, though wasn't too keen on the good ones, surprisingly enough. Using his finger, he kept track of his place on the glossy page, paying close attention to the berries, which would be good out in the arena.

[charmey]

ＧＥＮＤＥＲ;; Male.
ＡＧＥ ;; Eighteen.
ＭＯＯＤ ;; Determined; Curious.
ＤＩＳＴＲＩＣＴ ;; District 1.
ＡＬＬＩＥＳ ;; The Careers.
ＩＮＪＵＲＩＥＳ ;; N/a.
ＨＥＡＬＴＨ ;;100%.
ＷＥＡＰＯＮＳ ;; N/a.
ＩＴＥＭＳ ;; N/a.
ＫＩＬＬＥＤ ;; N/a.

zαydeɴ тoвιαѕ jαyтнorɴe


Zayden finally pulled his gaze from Shay's upper chest area to her face when she turned to look at him. He had to admit, she wasn't too bad looking. Yeah, he'd consider her hot even. He gave a quick glance at the sword that she spun so gracefully in her hand. He smiled, but it wasn't one of those nice friendly ones. Nope, it was a cocky know-it-all smile showing how he had control of the situation. His brown eyes met her's after what she said registered in Zay's head. He rolled his eyes. "Course you don't." He sighed. He knew how to play this Game. And he wasn't talking about the Hunger Games. The sound of clanging metal rang in his ears, and a quick look to his right let him see what had happened. He laughed innerly at Shay's comment.

[ButterflyRose]

{ Um, ButterflyRose? You do realize they don't have guns in the Hunger Games right? :\ }

((I guess I never realized it... I alway thought there were, because the rebels have them. It has been a wile sense I have read the first one... =o ))

Name: Abigail Elisabeth Morgan
Nicknames: Abi or Abs
Gender: Female.
Age: Sixteen.
Mood: Reluctant; bord.
District: District four.
Allies: The Career Pack.
Injuries:None.
Items: None.

Abigail Elisabeth Morgan


Abigail grew bored as the time went on. She continued to shot for a wile, then went over to camouflages. Abi found out that she was decent at it, but not that well. She enjoyed the instructor and liked that she was the only one there. It came to a time when the though it was time to get into the social game. Scanning the room for the rest of her pack, she found a bunch of them at the knives station. It was the boy from one, Zaden along with a girl from two, Shay; whom was looking awfully seductive at the moment. She didn't want to get in the middle of that so she continued the search. Abi's eyes landed on a smalish girl, She wont even have the slightest chance out here....

[Dande-lee]

Name: fawn
age: 13
mood: hopeless
injuries: none
items: none
allies:none
district:11

*fawn*

I sigh feeling hopeless as I watch a clock wondering when I can leave. It was clear I had no chance if I was to go into combat against any of the other tributes, but yet maybe my tactics would make up for it. I have always been top in my class and my parents have always told me how smart I was, but would it be enough? I walk over and stand a little ways away from the archery station inspecting some of the tributes and taking careful notes of them in my mind.

[bonjour.]

-Joshua Conners.
-Training Center.
-Tagged;; no one.
-Eighteen
-Unharmed.
-District Eleven.

Josh reached the final page, with as much information as he could cram into his mind hopefully staying there for the arena. Letting the book fall shut, he looked back over his shoulder, flat blue eyes giving nothing of his emotion off, nor did his body language. Taking a few steps back, he decided to return his post at the spear throwing station, grasping the weapon and throwing it without much aim or thought. Even so, it impaled the torso of the dummy, already going for another, this one sticking right beside the first.

[Dande-lee]

Name: fawn
age: 13
mood: nervous
injuries: none
items: none
allies:none
district:11

*fawn*

I look over at the spear throwing station, quick to pick up the fact that josh was practicing there. figuring the time was right and I make my way over to him. a nervousness swells in my chest as I get closer and closer. I watch him throw the spears with thoughts rushing through my head. Josh could be my only chance to live at least half of the time in the tournament, there is no way I would actually win, and besides my goal isn't to win its to escape. I look up at him still unsure if this was a good idea but ask anyway. "want to be allies?" I blurt out awkwardly before I can stop myself.

[celestiaa]

>> name ;; Castella Mirkwood

>> district ;; District 10

>> age ;; 18

>> location ;; Training Center

>> mood ;; Frustrated

>> allies ;; N/A

>> tagged ;; Cindara

Castella put down her sword, glancing at the newcomer, a pretty girl with distinctive eyes, named Shay, if she remembered correctly. It seemed as if she and Zayden from District 1 were getting along very nicely, and Castella bit back a curse. The two were practically set; Shay and Zayden were both guaranteed spots in the Career Pack, and in the meantime, she'd completely forgotten about getting allies. Frustrated with herself, she abandoned her sword with a hand trembling with anger, and walked to a station laden with racks of axes lying in wait at the sides. It didn't look like anybody had been to the station yet, although she'd seen the District 7 girl, Cindara, glancing at it several times already. Castella rolled her shoulders frustratedly, trying to relieve some of the tension that was coiled in her muscles. Frowns won't get you any allies, she thought sourly. Picking up an axe, she tested the weapon's familiar weight in her hands and lifted it up. It felt just like an over-large butcher's knife in her grip. Steadying her hand, she locked her shoulder and hurled it at one of the stationary targets. It stuck solidly just underneath its windpipe. Castella grinned, and reached for another axe.

[Dark.]

Name: Cole
District: 12
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Health: 100%
Location: Training Centre
Allies: Jeremy, District 4

Cole Crowe
District 12 | Male

Cole picked up a few more knives. He would let one of the various attendants or trainers retrieve his runaway knife. It had fallen near to the District One boy and the District Two girl, who looked to be almost flirting. He stared at them for a few moments, letting his own eyes trail over the body of the girl, before turning back to the knife throwing. He stared at the dummy pretending that it was a rabbit. One rabbit he needed to stop Violet dying of starvation. He raised his knives and threw in quick succession, putting in a little amount of effort this time. Still, none graced the centre of the target; but none completely missed either. One protruded from the dummies head, all the rest clustered around it's abdomen. He half smiled at his improvement; even though it was nothing on what he'd seen some of the other tributes do.

[leiah2]

Jeremy put back the silver bow and went to learn about poisonus plants. The trainer there was happy that someone for once came to his station. There he learned about some weird white berry that, atleast to his suprise, was eatable.

[ButterflyRose]

Name: Abigail Elisabeth Morgan
Nicknames: Abi or Abs
Gender: Female.
Age: Sixteen.
Mood: Exited; nervous.
District: District four.
Allies: The Career Pack.
Injuries:None.
Items: None.

Abigail Elisabeth Morgan


Abigail was happily pleased that it was time to eat. The food at on the train had been marvelous and she expected the same. Then the question popped into her head, Which people am I going to sit by...? Stay with my allies, or scope out other districts? Abi thought that she hadn't talked to any of them during training, to would be good to sit with them. And she hadn't seen seen the boy from her district. Abs made her way to the door, making her way over to Jeramy. "Hey" She offered..