The 101st Annual Hunger Games

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    Done

    Oh, thanks :) All accepted. Updating list right now. Last chance to submit another tribute if you want to, there are 12 tributes.

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    No problem. I think I'll start the RPing tomorrow, I have to do all my homework (I was holding off…)


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    Yeah, RPing is here. I'm way to lazy to make a new topic :D I -cry- forgot my homework at -cry- school. How stupid am I? Oh well. My teacher is going to kill me. If you want to start to RP now (starting at the podiums in the arena)… "Let the 101st annual hunger games, begin!"


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    Full Name- Asha Poole
    District- 7
    Gender- female
    Age- 15
    Looks (picture, no manga, real person)- [img width=510 height=337]http://kelsietaylor.com/blog/w…emed-styled-watts-022.jpg[/img]
    Personality-
    Strengths (max. 5)- swimming, long range weapons (bow/arrow & throwing knives), strategy, carpentry/working with wood, strong.
    Weaknesses (Min. 3)- tree climbing, swords, trust, plant ID
    Fears (min. 3)- spiders, the games, heights
    Dating/crushes?- may develop
    Family- in the games? - none. back at district: father, and brother
    Background: began to work at woodcutting and other woodcrafting at an early age, so she is physically strong.


    Peeta, Haymitch

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    Accepted. I can't find a picture so here's a description.
    The arena is split in two, on one side there are glaciers, snowcapped peaks, and blizzards. On the other side is a desert full of crags and valleys that surround a giant active volcano (HINT: It will erupt eventually!) There are some pine trees in the cold half and almost no vegetation in the desert half. Temperatures range from -10 on the snow side to 120 on the desert side. I decide temperatures! Also, the outfit is a big coat, snow boots, and snow pants. Under them are tank tops and shorts. Barefoot desert party! Finally, there are bears, deer, and fox in the cold side and foxes, meerkats, and camels.


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    Cooper Bryant~ 60, 59, 58.. Cooper scans his surroundings and sees that it's half hot half cold. 55, 54, 53.. Cooper start fiddling with his token, a beaded bracelet that his girlfriend made him. He keeps fiddling, and 40… it breaks, the beads falling everywhere. "Oh great" he mutters. "I love you mom!" he screams and soon, Cooper Bryant is just a million pieces of human.


    Dylan Jardine~ Dylan starts jumping excitedly on his podium. "59.. 58.." When it's 40, Dylan hears Cooper scream and soon he is a million pieces. "Dang, I was really hoping to kill that wimp" he mutters to himself. He shakes his head and returns to his running position, waiting for the gong to sound.


    Althea Spark~ Althea is scared out of her mind when she is standing on the podium. She looks around at all the tributes. Those careers seem really scary this year. Althea goes over her plan once more, grab the closest thing to her, which is a dark green backpack, and sprint towards the cold area as fast as she can as soon as she grabs the backpack. Soon theres a loud explosion and she sees Cooper explode. She can't help but smile a bit, one less person to do this. "29.. 28.."



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    Althea Spark~ Althea looks over to see Lilly and Anna looking at each other. Bloodbath, probably, she mutters to herself. Hmm, she looks over at Asha, minor threat, she mutters again. Not as if any of this is going to matter anyway. But you might as well just do that. 15, 14, 13, 12...
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    5, 4, 3, 2, 1, BOOM!


    Dylan~ BOOM! He hears and sprints off. He notices Althea running toward the backpack right by him. "I need to get some other people. She'll die on the first night" he mutters. He runs over to the district 10 boy and swings his knife, which hits right in the heart.
    Althea~ BOOM! She sprints toward the backpack as fast as she can. Luckily, nobody else was there so she sprinted there and towards the smallest glacier, about two times the size as her. "Anything but here" she says to herself.


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    Paris leaped off her podium, her legs carrying her the fastest she'd ever ran, the ground thundering below her as she sprinted towards a set of knives, her hand whipped out and soon she had ripped out a wickedly curved knife, sprinting towards a young girl, she flung the knife with ease and the girl let out a blood curdling scream and dropped to the ground, eyes rolling back in her skull. Smirking, she whipped her head around, spotting a lovely silver bow and arrow set on the very top of the horn, The career glanced around before taking off towards it, leaping over dead bodies she flung herself upwards, propelling her arms up as she heaved herself upon the silver horn and snatched the silver bow up in her hands.