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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on May 18, 2019 19:36:26 GMT -5
(Congrats! :3)
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on May 18, 2019 19:47:38 GMT -5
 - - - - - Holly AlandriaHolly grinned at his return compliment. He was an easy person to with an easy personality fall in love with, in a platonically sense. He was very charismatic, she had to give him that. Usually, she couldn’t stand people at all, but he was different, he was, in some ways, like her. Shared her humor, and he gave her something to tether her to reality. She needed a friend, for a very long time, and it seems she had found one.
She shrugged, the sour emotions of the past had mostly left her, and her tears had drained long ago. “It’s not so bad, anymore.” She clarified, smiling, “Never feel bad for asking questions.” She added, green eyes bright and alight with humor.
She noticed, very slightly, that maybe she shouldn’t have asked such a personal question, but she smiled regardless, “They sound lovely,” she returned, his comment made her giggle slightly. “You should try very hard to return home, the chances might be low, but you can do it, I’m sure of it.”
She internally added to a list of things to do in the arena. She had to help him in some way, ally or another, she wanted to make sure that someone who could change the world would have the chance, and with his charisma, and with his goals, he could. It wasn’t like she was going to return anyways. If she won the games, her words she planned to say would have her tortured or killed very quickly, but torture she could bear. She knew a life of heartache and pain from hard work, or bruises from trying her best, she doubted that it could be worse than the fear of being forgotten.
His next question caused a ghost of a smile, she wanted to be honest, but not spur concern. So she joked, or acted like she was, “Oh I have absolutely no chance,” she laughed dryly, before giving off a gentle look, “But I’m a little spitfire, I don’t plan on going down that easy.”
She turned the question on him instead, “And you, I bet you could charm your way out of any fight!” She teased. |
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Post by Sparky on May 18, 2019 20:08:35 GMT -5
Ari smiled with a bread roll still in his mouth in response to her statement. This much was true, and because of it Ari would probably eat like a pig throughout this next week. He listened quietly as she spoke, wanting to gain information about her through... anything. And yet he couldn't. Amadrya remained this mystery girl who ended up pitying Aspen and therefore volunteering. But why? Why sacrifice yourself for this girl when you were never obliged to do so? People would never blame any individual person for not volunteering.
The more he kept thinking about it, however, the more he realized that Amadrya's type of mentality was what the District's needed. They needed to back each other up and protect one another... Unite against a common enemy.
Ari looked around, almost paranoid that Capitol technology could pick up even the slightest of rebellious thoughts. Finally, Ari caved after she stopped talking. He couldn't understand and evaluate this person if he didn't interact with them.
"Why did you do it?" He blurted out, clearly referencing Amadrya giving herself the death sentence earlier.
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on May 18, 2019 20:10:32 GMT -5
 - - - - - Robin ÉttienneRobin was standing beside her mother, looking at her older sister with worry. Her family always let Zinnia take tesserae, but they never let Robin. Zinnia was now 18 years old, but with the tesserae, Robin feared her name would be drawn. Even if it was drawn, her family strictly forbid Robin from volunteering. Robin was scared to argue, so she nodded to the agreement.
Her eyes fell to the wall, where a picture of the family was placed, and she looked at her dress, a simple yellow plaid one, and black leggings under, with a talisman necklace hanging down. Her hair was in a braided bun. Her sister was dressed in a blouse and pants, and was leading Robin to the square.
They stopped at the square, both getting their blood taken. Robin was led out, away from her sibling towards those of her age. Her eyes followed the women to the stage, skeptical but calm. She was nervous still, but her mother assured her that Zinnia would most likely be fine.
The women men approached the girls bowl after the introduction, and Robin bit her lip in anxiety. Her heart fast in fear of hearing her sister’s name as the women scooped out a slip of paper. Opening to, and raising her head towards the microphone.
“Robin Éttienne!”
Robin blinked, and blinked again. People stared at her, breaking apart from one another. She heard the cry of her sister, but shook her head in disbelief. She walked towards the stage, people making way for her, and stood tall, head held high in subconscious manner.
She watched the women go towards the boys bowl next, but stared at the crowd, at her crying sister. She...
Why didn’t Zinnia volunteer for her, but seem so upset? Robin wasn’t complaining, The was rather preferable, she may be young, but she wasn’t as young as others were, and she wasn’t an idiot. She had talent with most long range weapons, and she was sure that would help her in the games.
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She sat in the room waiting for her visitors, her gaze flying up to meet her sister and parents, all were crying fiercely.
Zinnia charged up to her, scooping her in a hug. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!” She whispered into her hair, “I couldn’t go in your place, I’m sorry.”
Robin backed up, doe-eyed, staring at her sister. “Why? Why couldn’t you take my place?”
It was silent for a long time, before Zinnia nodded to her parents. Obviously, whatever it was, her parents knew already.
“I’m going to have a child, Robin,” Zinnia explained, wiping at her tears. “We didn’t know until after we filed for tesserae, but Zephyr and I will be parents. I couldn’t risk my baby’s life in the arena...” Zinnia broke into tears again, “But I just can’t...”
Robin smiled regardless, laughing softly, “I’m very excited for you!” She chirped, crying some as well, pulling her sister into a hug. “I can’t blame you either, you turn 19 very soon, and it wouldn’t be just your life on the line. I’m not mad.” She murmured.
“You better come back alive,” Zinnia whispered.
“...If I don’t?” Robin asked.
“Just please try. Try to make it back to me.”
“I’ll try.” |
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on May 19, 2019 0:50:10 GMT -5
(Morning all.
Oh wow congrats Sparky!)
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Demisexual
Leo
Surviving off Thai tea and Miguel O'hara
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Post by Leo on May 19, 2019 1:00:44 GMT -5
(I'M HERE I'M HERE!!!) Elliot Sawyer // District 3 // 16 // Knowledge of technology, Climbing, Intelligent // // Leo Halina Flynn // District 4 // 15 // Swimming, Manipulative, Spear combat // // Leo Otto Wildes // District 5 // 16 // Intelligent, Stamina, Charismatic // // Leo Corvina Briar // District 9 // 18 // Knowledge of Plants, Agility, Strength // // Leo |
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on May 19, 2019 1:02:59 GMT -5
Hi! So glad you’re here. Ah sorry Leo, I think Sparky switched some things around and they now have the D11 girl, the front page just wasn’t updated yet.
Maybe she could go in D9? She looks adorable though, as a side note)
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Demisexual
Leo
Surviving off Thai tea and Miguel O'hara
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Post by Leo on May 19, 2019 1:04:58 GMT -5
(Dang it XD I'm never gonna get in District 11 Good to see you and everyone tho Sempy  Missed ya Give me one sec) |
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on May 19, 2019 1:06:25 GMT -5
(Haha sorry!
Missed you too, it’s good to see you back. Oh and also we get four charries each so you can make two more if you like)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on May 19, 2019 1:10:59 GMT -5
Cool  I’m doing pretty good, I’m just getting into exam season though and it’s very stressful XD Cos these are like my equivalent of SATs so I need to make the grade to get into uni. What about you, how’ve you been?) |
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on May 19, 2019 1:13:20 GMT -5
Amadrya Darrow
The fire-eyed maid of smoky war
“Well, I know the kid’s family, and I could see how devastated her brother was and how powerless he was to do anything. But I knew I could do something he couldn’t. And I didn’t think it was fair to let a little girl go to her certain death, I couldn’t bear the way everyone was pretending they didn’t know she had no chance. I know how it feels to lose family and I didn’t want her family to go through that. I don’t know, I guess it was a lot of things. I just knew I couldn’t let her go, that I had a better chance and that if one of us was going to die it’d be better if it was me anyway.”
She would be asked this again at interview, she knew. She had to be prepared for that. |
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Post by Sparky on May 19, 2019 1:15:21 GMT -5
[My charries got district partners! I'm still hanging around because I've still got an hour and forty minutes left of the drive and this car is miserably uncomfortably xD ]] Edit: also, crafting up a reply now]]] |
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on May 19, 2019 1:18:05 GMT -5
( Sparky - I know, that’s great! I think most of mine have partners now apart from Astrape. Gosh you’ve been on that drive literally the whole time I’ve been asleep, pretty much XD Well it’s only just turned morning for me so I’m around) |
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on May 19, 2019 1:19:22 GMT -5
Surviving lol I am doing better now that i'm out of school though. Ok but my SAT's were the worst for me so good luck you're hella smart so I don't think you're gonna have any problem getting a good grade) Ahh I’m glad you’re doing better x hang in there XD Thanks! I’m just kinda hoping and praying at this point tbh. But I think I’m on track for a good grade so that’s good) |
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on May 19, 2019 1:41:04 GMT -5
Oh yay Astrape has a district partner now Her reaping is on the previous page if you wanna learn more about her Leo) |
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Post by Sparky on May 19, 2019 1:42:27 GMT -5
Ari nodded in silent respect of her decision. Would I ever do something like that? He wondered, thinking of the possible people that he would do it for. None came to mind.
At her last words, Ari scowled slightly. If Amadrya looked like anything to him, it was a victor. "I wouldn't be thinking about death just yet if I were you," He said, silently trying to take note of what her chances would be like in the Games. She was strong - that was a definite plus - and she knew how to wield an axe. Moreover the simple fact that she volunteered would spark an interest in the Capitol. She wouldn't be forgotten very easily - it was more than likely that possible sponsors could be evaluating her and others at this moment.
Ari took the silence between them to watch the landscape morph around them. Right now the region they were in began to look... dead. The land itself was sullen and void of life. Not many seconds passed before the windows of the train dimmed and became reflective - rendering him to just be staring back at himself.
"Weird," he said, looking back at Amadrya. Guess the Capitol doesn't want our wandering eyes in this region...
[ okay so I totally took some creative liberty there but I supposed that there would he some areas along their journey that the Capitol didnt want them to see. Also, it seemed pretty cool xD]
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Post by Sparky on May 19, 2019 1:45:51 GMT -5
[ prime, actually. We stopped at a gas station and chose stuff for dinner so I just got a single serving cup of honey cheerios and some chocolate milk.
Honey cheerios and chocolate milk does not go well together xD
But yeah I mean I havent had to drive at all(cause I can't) so I shouldn't be complaining]]
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Post by Sparky on May 19, 2019 1:52:21 GMT -5
[ eek
I still have to do Harper and Elijah's reapings ]]
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on May 19, 2019 1:54:28 GMT -5
Amadrya Darrow
The fire-eyed maid of smoky war
“I don’t know,” she responded “it’s kind of hard not to. Haven’t you thought about it? Even the Careers die, Ari. There’s only one victor every year, it’s sometimes easier to prepare yourself for the possibility that it might not be you. As long as you don’t give up, which I don’t intend on doing.”
She watched the window dim and become reflective, blocking the dead landscape behind it. Her eyebrows furrowed.
“Definitely weird,” Amadrya responded “not that I find it surprising that the Capitol has stuff to hide even out here. They have so many skeletons in their closet it’s ridiculous.”
She was curious, but she knew better than to delve too much into Capitol business. She was all for speaking out against the Capitol and stuff, but you had to pick your battles when it came to investigating stuff, and whatever was behind that window probably wasn’t it.
(No I love it, it’s a cool idea ) |
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on May 19, 2019 1:57:06 GMT -5
Sempy she breaks my heart and I want to protect her. Now I gotta do my own short reaping stories to figure out everyone's personality more) Yeah I’m pretty sure I plan on her dying in the bloodbath, so I’m sorry in advance for that one  I look forward to reading them! oh I also did two potential endings for future Catullus, a sad one and a happy one. The sad one was depressing to write ngl) |
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on May 19, 2019 2:12:45 GMT -5
(Haha don’t worry there’s a happy ending too and you can choose which one you would prefer to believe x but you know I like writing sad stuff and torturing my charries
It’s on page 6)
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Post by Sparky on May 19, 2019 2:12:52 GMT -5
With their attention now fully inside the cabin, Ari took the time to get up and scour which food items he desired. There were glass plates(which he handled with extreme care) and tables upon tables of luxury meals and deserts. He began to think about what she had just said. About death. He was still unsure about his own fate. Whether it was sealed or whether there was still hope left. All of it confused him. He wanted to live, but he didn't want Amadrya to die. These two things, however, contradicted each other. What would be the best mindset going into the Games - accepting of your death but open to the possibility of winning? Determined to win no matter the odds?
Nevertheless, all he needed to think about in that moment was the delicious food that was laid out before him. He ended up grabbed some cheerios and a glass of chocolate milk. After some deliberation, he awkwardly ripped off the legs of a roasted chicken and topped them off with a sauce that he had no idea tasted like(or even was, for that matter) but smelled good. Curiously, he dipped his finger into it and licked it off.
"Mmm," he said, smiling. "You were right about the food thing." He sat back down at the table and began to dig in. "Anything to keep us from killing ourselves, I guess," he finished, dropping the mood yet again by a few levels.
Every decade there were people who managed to do it. The Capitol had always had strict preventative methods in place, yet they always seemed to fall back upon drawing another tribute.
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on May 19, 2019 2:25:52 GMT -5
I'll get a reply up soon ) |
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on May 19, 2019 3:00:40 GMT -5
Amadrya Darrow
The fire-eyed maid of smoky war
When he got up to get some good, Amadrya did the same thing herself, selecting some kind of stew with another roll to eat it with. Carbs were the best way to prepare for the Arena, though any kind of food couldn’t hurt. She took a seat back at the table moments before Ari joined her.
She tasted some of the stew - it was lamb, and she was sure she could taste some mint in there. Either way it was delicious.
In response to his words, she nodded.
“Yeah, that’s true. Can’t have anyone dying until we get to the Arena,” she said bitterly, but her tone lifted a little as she continued “It doesn’t matter, though, Ari. Because we’re going to show the Capitol exactly what District Seven is capable of when we get into that Arena.” |
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Leo
Surviving off Thai tea and Miguel O'hara
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Post by Leo on May 19, 2019 3:07:45 GMT -5
Halina's Reaping
Halina stood among the crowd with her fellow classmates her age within District 4. Each one of them was dressed nicely, pretty dolls ready to be picked from the shelves and broken by their new owners. Excitement ran through the young girl's bones as she watched the Capital Representative take the stage. Most of the kids in her crowd had a sort of hunger in their eyes while others leaned away nervously. But all of them stood taller when the man took a starting breath before giving the whole spiel of Panem's long history.
In a way, she could understand the way people enjoyed the games. The exhilarating battles, the devastation when a tribute loses, the thrilling challenges to push the tributes to the edge.
Every single one of the kids around her had been trained to win the games. Whether they got picked or not. They were all trained killers at this point. Halina just wanted to be the one to prove that she had been trained well. Especially to her Victor father.
Once the mandatory video ended, Halina found herself holding her breath. She was hoping her name would be called. She found herself crossing her fingers and focussing so intensely on the stage in front of her.
But someone else's name was called. The girl next to her. Halina knew her. She was a good fighter and a quick study. There was no doubt that she'd do well in the games. Therefore, there was no way she could go.
Before the girl could go and walk to the front of the stage, Halina took the girl's hand in a tight grip preventing her from going anywhere and raised her own hand.
"I, Halina Flynn, volunteer as tribute," She announced loudly. Her voice was unwavering, confident even. As she marched up to the stage she smiled proudly at her classmates, the people of her district, and even her parents. Her mother was crying silently while her father was shocked, a pained expression slowly creeping onto her features. She didn't understand why they were upset. It didn't make sense to her why they weren't as proud and excited as she was.
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Missed ya
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