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 Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 7:44 pm
Rain walked back into the room, head hanging low. Trying the act as if he was ashamed of himself. In actuality, he he was trying the hide the quivering smile on his face behind his hair. Too bad everybody and their mother saw through it. "Move it along District 3," A disappointed physical trainer said from behind. Rain picked his head up and walked towards the poison's section. As he approcahed it, he noticed that the man behind the booth was shivering in fear. Rain stared at him for a while, confused. "I was wondering if-" "Ahhhh! Here! J-just take th-th-the list!" With that, he ran out of the room in a crazy rant. "Well, that worked out fine." Rain though to himself. He slipped the list in his pocket and looked around the whole room. Hmm, that enough for the day I guess." He walked to the elevator, pressed floor 3, and walked to the dining hall. Being Welcomed by a steaming plate of vegetables, barebeque ribs, and mashed patatoes. He sat down and ate his food, mind focused on it's superb taste.
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 8:03 pm
After she ate she tried to get to her room without meeting up with her mentor. Her always sounded sarcastic and it made her mad.
"Learn anything useful besides how to match your clothes kid?" Her mentor asks her. Instead of speaking she shoots him the bird and locks herself in her room.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 2:52 pm
After his delightful meal, Rain staggered to his room, too tired to stand much longer. He opened the door and flopped onto his smooth matress. Picking at the leftover beef in his teeth, he thought about the private training sessions tomorrow. He had not really thought about what he was going to do. He had no specific skills, yet he was fairly talented at many things. Whatever he did, he was just hoping for an average score. That way, people could think good, or bad of it. Whichever way they thought, Rain was coming in for the kill.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 2:57 pm
Rain sat in his room, shaking his leg up and down intensley. He was nervous about the private training sessions, even though he had nothing much to worry about. After his little stunt with the trainer yesterday, it was obvious his score would be at least a 10. District 1 was still going, but that meant only one more District until it was his turn. Goosebumps rose on his arms as he thought about it.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 3:06 pm
Suki wanted to nap while she waited, after all she was the last district to go. She couldnt sleep though, which was probably a first for her. She gets up and paces across the room. She looks at the bed and grins. 'Why not? I'll probably never get the chance again.' She thinks then gets on the huge bed and bounces on it.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 4:25 pm
Rain shivers as his mentor walks in and tells him it's his turn (in a quite sickening tone by the way). He takes the elevator down and walks into the large room, only filled by the small table of Gamemakers ahead of him. He buries his face into his hands and begins to think. Ruling out all the odd choices. Then he finally gets it. Rain clears his throat and speaks. "Good evening gentlmen. Prepared to be amazed." He leaped forward and-
-=-=-=-=-=-=- Classified information -=-=-=-=-=-=-
Large security gaurds threw Rain out of the room like a useless ragdoll. "You should be ashamed," they said wit disgust. Rain smiled politely. "They never said it was against the rules," He replied sarcastically. The security guards whispered to the mentor to send for the female tribute of distrcit 3, and then slammed the training room doors shut. The mentor walked over to Rain, that same nasty look on his face. "Obviously I despise you greatly, and I can't bear the thought of asking favors from you. But may I ask what iit was you did in there?" Rain slid his finger of his two lips. "Shh, it's a surprise." He got off the floor, dusted himself off, and went back to his room, satisfied.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 4:39 pm
Suki is finally called and she becomes nervous. She steps into the room and looks at the game makers. She roles her eyes and does what she's best at. When they finally dismiss her she walks out happily.
"How do you think you did?" Her mentor asks.
"The only thing I'm good at." She replies.
"Fitting into small spaces? Mouthing off? Being disrespectful?" He says and smirks.
"Screw you." She says and storms up to her room.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 12:30 pm
Hawk is called down soon for his time with the game makers. He walks into the room with a dark, unreadable look on his face.
----------------------------------- DON'T YOU WANNA KNOW >XD ---------------------------------
Leaning against the wall in the crystal elavator he tries to think if he should tell his mentor how he got the blood on his shirt. The elavtor doors open and his mentors looking at him. "What did you do?!" She asked him immediatly seeing the blood as he stepped off. "Oh you'll find out" He mumbled evily. He begins to walk towards his room when her hand lands on his shoulder. "Do you wanna loose you hand? If so i suggest you get it off me" he growled slowly turning his head to look at the hand. Reluctantly she took off her hand. As he began walking down the hall again he could feel her worried gaze following him until he shut the door.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 1:02 pm
Suki sleeps peacefully that night, despite her anger and not having dinner. The next day she is woken up by her peppy prep team. She sighs as they strip her and immediately get to work. By the afternoon her hair was curly, her nails were pink, her eyes were brighter than ever, and she had soft pink tattoos along her arms and one down her back that wrapped around her waist. She smiles at her reflection.
"Ok your designer will be in soon." They say then leave. A few minutes later my designer comes in and smiles as he holds up a bag.
"Behold!" She says and pulls out a pink dress. I must look good in pink or something. She helps Suki into the dress and grins. I wanted to jump around happily. The dress was short and tight, her waist was exposed, and the top and bottom were held together by a chain of jewels in the front and back. She couldn't wait for the interviews.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 3:07 pm
--District 3 Floor, Den--
Rains at down on the couch, drinking a bottle of water a munching on some Fruit-Roll-Ups. The Scores had been on for about 4 mintues, still lingering in District 2. He saw the Male tribute's score and smiled. "I wonder what he did to get there." Next was District 3. Rain's face rolled across the screen, with a very pleasing picture. A wide smile on his face and a peace sign held up towards to camera. The announcer gave a little info about Rain and told the score. "Rain Ermalon, your score will be.....10!" Rain smirked, not surprised at the score. He nodded to the female tribute and the Mentor and went to his room. Trying to get a good night's sleep before that lousy prep team came to wake him.
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--Rain's Room/Dressing Room/Den/Interview Stage--
To a huge surprise, the prep team creeped into the room and sat down on Rain's couch until he woke up. May, coincidentally, walked in at the exact moment Rain opened his eyes. "Well good morning sleepy head! Might wanna come with me! We have a big, BIG day ahead of us!" Rain dragged out of bed, took a quick shower, and weapped a dark green towel aroudn his waste. "Lead the way sire." May squinched her nose and then led him down the hallway to the dressing room. The prep team, without talking at all, ripped his towel off and started to brush all sorts of makeup onto his bare body. Rain was a bit confused, yet relieved at the same time. "Yo May, what's up with the silence treatment." May smiled, almsot as if she was going to say a complement. "I told them how vicious, Un-believably cruel and disgusting you are. That suddnely made them stop talking for some reason." Rain laughed loudly for a brief amount of time, and pasued to reply to May. "Great choice," he said. After Makeup, the crew gave Rain a bueatiful tuxedo. It Was striking silver with black lining, and it came with a customized hat. That hat was the same material as the suit he wore in the opening ceremonies. Electricity buzzed through it like a large thunderstorm. "Any reason why it's on my head an not on my suit?" May sighed with fustration, making Rain fel like he was missing out on something. "Your represtining District 3 correct? Then why not represent them in the best way possible. This hat makes it seems as if the currents were erupting from your brain. Like your mind is on District 3 in the 42nd Games. And hopefully, it is." Rain nodded at the Corny logic, and took one last look at himself in th mirror while his prep team stepped away. The finest he's been in a while. He walked out the door, May and his prep team following behin, to the elevator, and outside to the captiol's stage. He saw he was the first one and sat in a chair backstage.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 4:41 pm
Suki walks in with the boy tribute along with her mentor and prep team. She sees the district three guy and immediately looked away. She didn't want to be In a bad mood for her interview. She sits in her chair and stares down at her shiny pink nails.
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 12:00 pm
Hawk wokeup seeing his prep team immediatly. He went through his normal routines then went to follow them so they could get him ready for the interview.
------------- interview stage -----------------------
Hawk walked out onto the stage in a street fighter kinda look. His clothes were torn and he looked dirty, but handsome at the same time. He shot a quick glare at the district 12 girl and the district 3 boy. He took his seat, two over form the district 3 guy. He sat down and looked as heartless and cold-blooded as ever.
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 12:43 pm
Suki returned the boys glare with a sweet yet b****y smile. She returns to looking at her nails. Her eyes move to the beautiful tattoo wrapping around her waist. The design was a rose vine with little thorns, no doubt there were a few roses somewhere. She'd have to ask if they could make it permanent before the games. Her fingers lightly trace the tattoos painted on her arms. She didn't get why anyone would want a tattoo on their arms like this, maybe a small one with less sparkles. She sighs and waits.
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 1:06 pm
Hawk sat in his seat as the interviews began. He watched the district 1's go up, the the femal tribute of his district. It was now his turn. He got up and walked over. (crap i forgot the dudes name) "Hello, So tell us what benifits do you think you'll have in the arena?" "I'm not tellin anyone. Lets just have that surprise for when we get in the arena" He growled "Ok, so tell us. Did what made you take the place of your brother?" "If he had been in my place he'd die within days. Me, i'll kill everyone without a second thought." He answered a few more questions then sat down. The eccance of a murderer was reminating off him.
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 2:34 pm
I'm guessing I can still join? sweatdrop If I can't, don't mind me.
My character is Lavender. She's eighteen and from District Eleven (I'm assumming that's okay?).
Lavender walked into the dark room. She was a cautious girl, and making a mistake was never an option. But a high score wasn't either. They would see her as a threat. She was sure if she did her best she would get at least an eight. She chewed on her thumbnail, and jumped when they finally called her.
wink wink
They smiled at her, obviously bored with her performance. "Thank you, Ms..." They had to look at their papers to remember her name. She was a bit insulted although she remembered that was what she was aiming for. Invisibility. She smiled and gracefully left the room.
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