Eagle's Cry wrote:Lyra
[Girl - blonde hair - 15]
The gong rings and I take off, sprinting towards a bag. I throw an arm out to it and grab it by the handle. My heart beat rings through my ears in fear. I get a grip on the pack and take off, sliding over the ice.
{{ - Someone kill him off.[Nick]
[Boy - brown hair - 17]
The gong rings, but I stand there, shocked. Where do I go? What do I do? I see a bag of knives near the cornacopia, and I go for it.
M o c k i n g Jay wrote:(We already have twelve girls)
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