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Post by Elletnah™ The JabberJay on Jun 10, 2013 11:08:20 GMT -5
District 7 had become quiet. Save for the sounds of crunching trees as they were slowly ground from last night's load. No one was ever really permitted to work on the day of the reaping but the mayor didn't mind. It helped ease their worries and after all, it helped relax him too. The sounds that said this was still a normal day. That he wasn't about to let the capitol take two of the districts children and force them to either to murder for the sake of a legendary status or just simply be murdered. Both hardly seemed like a fair thing to throw on a teenager..
The mayor stood upon the podium hours later as he looked across them. The stock as some districts would call them. Lambs for the slaughter. And he was their shepherd. Good job protecting them, fool..
"Happy Hunger Games, People of District 7! May The Odds Be Ever In Your Favor!"
With that, his yearly recollection began as their escort waited for her queue. Stood to the side in a small, green dress that reminded him a lot of leaves, she waited for him to finish his speech so she could get her part rolling. The death sentencing.
"And so it was decreed that each district, as payment, give one young male and female between the ages of 12 and 18 as tributes in a yearly event known to everyone as the hunger games. So with that, and a Happy Hunger Games, let us starts the 28th Annual Hunger Games Reaping."
With that, the escort of leafy clothing shot up and tip toed upon her ridiculously high heels to the podium.
"Yes, Happy Hunger Games Everybody!!" She still amazed him how old she looked and yet how young she sounded. Was it something in the district that made her sounds younger, or make up which made her look older? But who'd want to look older. Before the mayor had realized, she stood with a thin strip of paper in between her sharp nails. She gently unfolded it and spoke aloud.
"Our first tribute is Suzanna Grant!"
She swiftly moved on and took out the thin strip holding the next unfortunate male for the games.
"And our male Tribute is Bens Birch!!"
With that, the games had begun. They had their competitors, two poor souls Suzanna and Shane, and now all the district could do is wait. Wait.. and hope maybe this time they would have a winner.
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Post by Cham on Jun 11, 2013 12:09:56 GMT -5
Zanna's day had begun great! She had breakfast with the Freeman's, and taken a little walk before remembering.
It was the reaping day.
With a light heart she continued to the table, allowing them to draw her blood. She felt confident. Why shouldnt she! There were so many others. She hardly had a chance anyways. And they wouldnt reap someone who had already been through so much... Would they? Her confidence waned. But still was sustained. She had this. She just needed to calm down.
The Escort was simply ridiculous this year. Zanna tuned her out until someone pushed her shoulder. Had she already drawn the names??? Why was everyone turning and looking at her... No. She had no chance right?!!!
Stepping out, her breathing became laboured and harsh. She tried to bring it under control as the steps loomed infront of her. A harsh glare from the escort as she ascended the stairs. This was apparently NOT her day...
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Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2013 11:24:14 GMT -5
It was not Bens' day. The only person he ever felt a strong connection to, had just been reaped. He was already distraught when the next name was called, his own. There was simply no emotion that could explain how caught off guard he was. He flattened his white dress shirt, and ran his right hand down the calf of his leg. The escort was ridiculous, her skin color made her feel like more of a monster than a woman. He stepped up the uneven stairs and took his place on the other side of their escort.
This was going to be a horrible few weeks.
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Post by Cham on Jun 17, 2013 11:33:27 GMT -5
Zanna's eyes were wide. How... Why... But...
Bens. Bens had been reaped.
It was horrible enough taking the steps up to the podium. Terrible watching down as your best friend made his way up to you, but how horrifying mut it have been for him? She knew he liked her somewhat, she trusted him with everything, and thought he trusted her too. But now it came down to this. They were going to duke it out...
'Perhaps we can be allies for a little while...' was her only comforting thought as she turned to face Bens and shook his warm, familiar, work hardened hands. Oddly enough, she just didnt want to let go...
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Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2013 12:56:07 GMT -5
It was meant to be comforting, but it felt like he was getting stabbed in the heart, over and over again; everything that everyone did, he could not blame Zanna for how he felt. Her hand was soft and warm, it as something to hold on to. But he didn't want to lose her in the games, he didn't want to lose himself in the games. Killing to live? That is a joke, a means to justify the sin. He did not know what to do. He gave her a reassuring squeeze, and his eyes became blurry with a tar droplet or two, he forced them away. What good would crying do? He needed to find a way to not kill and to keep Zanna alive through the entirety of the games. How impossible would that be? 'At least I'll die, protecting someone I love.' he thought.
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Cham
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I dont have to worry, I dont have to care! My coat is very furry, im a grizzly GRIZZLY BEAR!!!
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Post by Cham on Jun 17, 2013 13:01:45 GMT -5
Zanna looked into Bens's eyes and found nothing but pain. She felt a sharp stab on her own, and gasped softly, suprised at the amount of emotion she felt toward him. 'No no no no no no This cant be happening... I cant be falling for him... Not now!'
But deep down she knew she felt for him when she literally tripped over her feet. It seemed like ages ago with the amount of time they had spent together since then... Becoming the best of friends...
Seeing his eyes mist up tore at her. How could she have put this poor boy into so much pain... She didnt want to let go of his hand, but a cough from the gortesque escort, and a shove to both of their arms, and she moved.
"Jesus, we got it were going" She muttered unhappily, releasing his hand, but once on the train her own found his again. This time her fingers were trembling. Was it the shaking of her own, or was he shaking too? This strong, sturdy boy she had come to know. He was scared...
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Post by Elletnah™ The JabberJay on Aug 31, 2014 16:07:28 GMT -5
Rally The District! We need to rally all the District members here for the annual Hunger Games! It seems to us officials that not every spot here has been claimed by someone. Currently the male spot are open to be taken from another member.
If you currently have more than one character in the games at the moment, then you are not eligible to take the spot.
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