@Shadows_in_the_distance
(That's fine with me. I'll add my character in.)
(That's fine with me. I'll add my character in.)
(Okay! And then we can start!)
yay!
Name: Malachai (Mal-a-kai) "Kai" Sanders
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Shipping?: why not
District: Earth
Appearance: (links are welcomed) Malachai Sanders
Most Common-Worn Outfit: Green t-shirt, navy blue jeans or shorts, green sneakers, and a light green hoodie.
Personality: sarcastic, caring, likes to make people laugh, stubborn, etc.
Bio: Malachai Sanders has always been a happy, upbeat person, and tends to use sarcasm almost all the time. But when he gets angry, it takes a lot to calm him down. He doesn't fight unless absolutely necessary, and that's not often for him. His parents died mysteriously, and their bodies were left in an alleyway. The alleyway he likes to walk down when he thinks. So, he doesn't really have any family, so he lives in his old house alone.
Other: He's a pretty good singer, but only sings when he's bored, and alone.
so are we starting?! <3
(yeah, are we?)
(We can, Yeah. Do any of you guys, or should I?)
(You can if you want.)
(Alright. I can, but it might take me a minute or two.)
(That's cool with me.)
yay! question. are there different types of animals or things like that since this is kind of fantasy I was just wondering (it would be cool)
Ara wasn’t sure how she felt about today. She was excited, sure, and she’d always wanted to enter into the Games. But, today… oh, why did it have to be today? The selections, the choosings? Today. Of course just her luck. This marked the twelfth anniversary of her mother’s death. And she was not happy about it. But then again, this was also the perfect opportunity for revenge.
She pulled her hair from her face and scowled at it. She really needed to cut it. But right now, she had a job to do.
Two figures stepped into the alleyway, where she perched on a balcony, watching door them. They seemed to be looking for something. Or someone.
Ara smirked. This would be fun. When they turned their backs on her, she dropped lightly from the balcony to the ground. When they turned back, they both jumped.
She smirked at them. “Hello. Brooklyn sent you?”
One of them, a heavyset man with large hands, growled, “You’ve caused enough problems, Frostbite. Brooklyn is giving you one last chance to join her before she kills you.”
Ara gave a tinkling laugh. “She has tried to kill me before. It never worked. Why would she try again?”
The two glanced at each other before sharing a nod. They pulled guns from their belts. Ara smirked again, and an icicle grew in her hands. “Let’s dance.”
Blaise wished that his friends’ class would hurry up so trust he wouldn’t have to sit in the hot classroom. This may have been the Fire District, where it was harder to get hot, but the classroom was sweltering. He was seriously regretting volunteering to work in the class today. And why did he have to do it today? On the Choosing day?
“-And that is why you should never speak to people of the Water District, or try to make friends with them.” The teacher finished.
Blaise rolled his eyes.
(Or ten)
yay! question. are there different types of animals or things like that since this is kind of fantasy I was just wondering (it would be cool)
Yeah, there is.
another question. do we have certain weapons that we pick or something or are they just assigned to us or what (sorry im just trying to figure everything out)
(You’re good. In the Hunger Games, there was a gigantic building in the middle of the arena called the Cornucopia, and inside were weapons, supplies and stuff that you could grab… if you didn’t get killed first.)
ooooh yeah I remember that! I haven't seen the hunger games in a while (I did watch all of them but I never got the chance to read them. although I want to.) so when do we meet eachother and everything and what exactly is happening right now
(again im so sorry for asking so many questions)
(You’re fine. It means you’re interested, which is very unusual.)
Okay so what's happening and when do we all meet eachother
(Basically, we’re all going to have our names drawn from the raffle, and then the characters are going to go to the games.)
okay so are you going to do that (have like our names all called) or are we (im fine with whatever but you know more)
(Yeah, I am. So basically, everyone has their name in this bowl, and then one of the normal people will pick a name from both the girls and boys bowl, and then those two selected will fight in the Games.)
okay so is that happening right now? or are you waiting for everybody else (just wondering)
(Well, I just did the starter, and I’m waiting for someone else…)
oh okay!
Seong-Jin opened his eyes and sat up in his bed or what was left of it anyway.
"oh its choosing day…"
he said with a depressed tone. He got up and started wondering the streets until he found a whole croud of people.
He looked up to one of the houses rooftops.
"maybe I can get a better view from here"
He got up onto the rooftop and looked over everyone.
"looks like this is it. Lets see who gets chosen this time."
He smirked and looked up to the sky.
"this'll be interesting"
(I'm kind of confused sorry, what am I supposed to do?)
(Just pretend you know what your doing. Make your character prepare for the Choosing. Tat sort of stuff.)
(Do they do Hunger Games stuff? Like dressing up and that kind of thing? Do the people who could be chosen have to go to a special spot? I dunno, man. I'm just… hnngh, sorry I'm really dumb.)
(It’s fine, dude. Yeah, there will be that stuff, and the scoring and whatnot, and when we get to that part, you can PM me what you want your score to be.)
Ashlyn woke up as early as she could without getting no sleep at all. She fixed her hair as well as her siblings' before heading outside. She was nervous, but she couldn't let anyone see that. Only the weak were nervous. She walked to her only friend, Ella's house, and together they walked to a clearing in the center of the town to wait. She made mindless small talk, all the while feeling her stomach churning. What if I get chosen? What are my little dorks going to do? She shook her head, trying to push those thoughts from her mind. Her chance was one in, what, a thousand? She'd probably be fine.
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