The Hunger games IC (by Marrow)

[Marrow]

The day of the Reaping has come, all 12 Districts are stirred up. the yearly event has arrived, today one boy and one girls between the age of 12 and 18 of every district will be chosen to compete in the Hunger Games, a championship in which the contestants, known as tributes, fight eachother on life and death. Its 7 am in the morning. everyone is supposed to gather in the District center at 4 o'clock to witness the reaping.

[Jambo1117]

Talon awoke to this day like any other. It felt no different to him. The only difference to it was the forced gathering for the reaping. To stand side-by-side with the people of his districts, some of whom he may have to kill to survive. If he could bring himself to do it. Talon was tempted to stay in bed another five minutes but heard the peacekeepers knock for rounding up. Talon just threw on old clothes. Defiantly far from his best, why look good for the capital. He walked to the Center and stood in the ringed off area for the Boys of district 7. He looked up to the Capital sent spokesperson. How could they do something so evil, and seem to enjoy it? He thought to himself.

[killerCupcake]

Juliet awoke to the sound of her two younger sisters crying. Then she knew, today was the reaping. She sat up from her cot, make out of hay and made it to her sisters room. After stopping the young girls tears she made cut a few slices of bread and served them out to her two younger sisters and her twin brother.

"Now.. Everyone remember you have to look your best! And don't worry. We aren't gonna get chosen..."

One of her sisters was two young to have her name enterted and it was her other sisters first year. Everything was going to be fine. The four made there way to the town meeting area, the youngest of the four stood alone with the parents and the three others took there places with the others to await the results of the reaping.




Takeo had been up for hours now, getting in some last minute work out time before the big day, the day he finally got to prove that the Katsu name has not been tarnished by the weaklings that were his older siblings who had all died in battle. A smirk on his lips while the house maids got him ready and looking sharp for the reaping. His black hair perfectly spiked and his most charming clothes. He was ready for the games, he was ready to win.

Being a Katsu, he was early to the meeting standing front row center, practicing his award winning smile while he waited for the long anticipated reaping to begin.

[GokyFelidae]

The clock read 7:05, but Shae's eyes were still glued shut. Her father crept up silently, with a gleaming sword in his hand. As he drew closer, he raised the sword over his head, and swung downward, aiming for his daughter's neck. Shae had heard her father almost a second too late. Her hand, which was concealed under a fluffy white pillow grasped the handle of her own knife, and she rolled towards the lower end of the bed as her father swung. She barely pulled out of the way in time to miss the blade coming down, but didn't hesitate to swing her arm around and strike her father in the side with her knife.

“Agh!” he screamed, clutching his side and falling against the wall. Shae grinned as she stepped off the bed and into her slippers, concealing her knife back under her pillow.

“You're too old to be playing Hunger Games, old man,” Shae said, grabbing the sword off of her undamaged bed. “Even if it is just with plastic weapons.” She tucked the fake sword into her father's hand as she helped him off the wall. He looked down to where his hand was concealing, as if he could examine his wound through his shirt. “I think you may have bruised something,” he said, concerned momentarily before smiling at his daughter, “Now if you could only learn to throw one of those things.”

While she knew he was only teasing, she still felt the need to defend herself, “If you throw something in the Games, you don't get it back.” Her father chuckled, and the pair walked into the kitchen together to enjoy a healthy breakfast from Shae's mother.

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At 3:40, Shae and her parents made their way to the town square. For once, they were not bickering, only smiling proudly at their pride and joy. Her father even seemed to think a makeover from her mother was a good idea. Shae protested, of course, but as she looked at her reflection, she found that she looked as fierce as she felt, although far more womanly. She touched her new, only slightly familiar face and admitted to her mother that maybe it wasn't such a bad idea.

“Of course not dear. And you need to at least look like a girl if you want some sponsors. Not some 12 year old boy.” Although her mother's words were harsh, there was a new, caring overtone to them that Shae did not catch. Her parents were very confident in her abilities, but they understood the reality of the Games much more than the overly optimistic Shae did.

Shae separated from her parents with a quick hug as she swam her way through the crowd to the front. There would be many girls ready to volunteer, and Shae had to make sure she was the first to be noticed.

[TheBlueKoala]

"Will?" a voice said from the door at Will's room. It was his little sister Adrianna. Adrianna was a fourteen yeared old girl, her hair was short and ginger colored. She wasn''t that tall, and her body weight would be the average of the girls at her age, in District 10.
"What?" Will answered with a tired voice. At the moment he didn't realize what day it was, but his sister reminded him. He shook his head and Adrianna left his room, as their mom called for her to get ready. Will never liked dressing nice for them. But he sighed and grabbed some clothes that looked fine. As he dressed himself, his mom entered the room. She never liked the Reaping, a chance of losing her children. Will though, told her every time, they would be fine, and she believed him now, after all those years. His father stood in the door, looking at Will. "Same time, same thing every year. We'll be fine." Will said to his dad, who shrugged.

"You'll be fine indeed. There is many that can be chosen, you won't be one of them." his father nodded.
"Ready, Adrie?" Will asked as Adrianna took a step out of her room, nodding to him.
Will and Adrianna went out the door, to go to the District center. Will led the way, and a silence was between the two. Will turned around and spotted Adrianna who had stopped.
"You know... If I now get chosen-" she started before Will cut her off. "You won't. And if you do, I'll make sure you'll be exchanged with someone else."
Adrianna sighed as they went on. When they arrived, they got signed in, and then went to stand in line. Will looked after Adrianna, but couldn't spot her.

[Marrow]

--- You wake up in a soft and comforable bed. your district attendent shouts through the halls that you should all get up. not long therafter an avox enters your room and escorts you to have breakfast and meet your fellow district tribute, mentor, stylist and district attendant. ((more information in the OOC)) ---

[Jambo1117]

Talon awoke from the best nights sleep he has probably ever had. Which was weird considering what he would soon be forced to do. His hands rubbed over the soft silky luxury fabrics of his bed. He wasn't used to this. "Who are you?" He asked as he climbed out of bed to greet his Avox. They simply gestured him out the room. He followed them. A big table came into view as the Avox moved out of his eye sight. "Woah" He let slip from his lips as a vast amount of food, more than enough to feed his household for years. Some foods he hadn't even crossed paths with before. He didn't bother greeting anyone or making eye contact. He simply headed for the lush amounts of food. He sat down and was about to eat, when he stopped himself. It wasn't polite was it? To eat before his District people sat down to eat too.

[Marrow]

Vincent got out of his room. he silently went to the table as every year since he was elected to paticipate in the hunger games. mentoring was worse than participating is what he learned as the years passed. District seven won zeven years ago for the last time since a couple of decades. he, vincent, emerged victor. as he came to the hall where breakfast was served he saw Talon, the male tribute of district seven for this year. he lloked strong, capable And hungry he added in hsi thoughts. Vincent sat down at the table and took a ovenbaked bread with ham, cheese and eggs. he watched the boy, waiting for him to start a conversation and for the rest of the people from their district.

[GokyFelidae]

Shae was startled awake by the shouts from the hall. Her hand instinctively grasped for the familiar steel grip of her father's knife, which had been replaced by a plastic toy while Shae was training at home. When she couldn't feel it, however, she did not panic, because although she had been trained to sleep light and defensively, she has never had a legitimate reason to fear for her life.

She pranced into the bathroom to change and wash up, still overjoyed to be participating in the Games. As she dried her face off in the mirror, she attempted to pull her smile into a more cool and collected look. Shae still wanted to be intimidating, as it would still be her responsibility to eliminate her district partner if nobody else could manage before her. Slipping into a dark gray tee and a pair of shorts, and pulling her hair into a tie, she left the bathroom to see an Avox waiting for her.

Shae followed the woman down the corridor and into the dining area, where she immediately grabbed a plate to fill up with bacon and eggs. The assortment of breakfast foods looked incredible. Although she was accustomed to a decent meal three times a day, her parents rarely let her gorge herself, so she decided to take full advantage of her unsupervised eating. She sat down in the middle seat of the table, and decided to wait until her team sat down with her to begin. Although she was keeping her composure, her heart felt as if it were about to burst with excitement. Soon she would be able to meet with her team, come up with a plan, make a probable ally in the male tribute, and move along her path to glory.

[Marrow]

the mentor of district two. a large man who won last year came walking into the dining room where he found his female tribute at the table waiting for everyone else. she was a pretty girl, tall, blond, muscled. but those eyes, cold, deadly and yet beautiful. but that was none of his concern. he sat down at the table "Ready to win?" he asked with a low bass voice "My name is Rick, but they all call me Rogue. I am your mentor for the games"