Fifty-Third Hunger Games (RP)

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    "I will if you don't stare at my butt." Judith muttered as she took out her ax and looked around, her eyes darting from the entrance to the outside.

    He gave a short laugh. "Oh, come on!" Jensen then started to dig around in a bag. "A busted water bottle... What once might have been a weapon..."


    (Are the only tributes left the ones we are RPing?)

    OOC-.....Maybe


    Judith set her new bag down and looked through it, "Ugh the Capitol clearly hates us tributes, I', just hoping my bag has something better then broken things." What was in the bag was a small, empty water bottle, and a few pieces of dried fruit. "Better than nothing," Judith was starting to get a small headache from the lack of water, "But we need to find some source of water or we're going to end up dead in the next two days."

    ((You may play whomever you like.))


    "Quite a few alliances quite early," Sylvie mused. She could do something with that. These game would be good. Filled with drama to the brim! She giggled with excitement, fanning her flushing, silver-dyed face with an ornate fan.

    "Can you fight with anything else?" Judith asked with a small sigh as she began searching through the cornucopia, "And no staring at my butt."

    Judith turned around with her sharp ax at the ready, "Sh*t what is is?"

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    [align=left][font=georgia]Riley began to walk down one of the streets, her knife gripped firmly in her hand. She stopped for a moment, surveying the area before coming up with a plan. "If we get up somewhere high" She started, pointing to a building roof. "Then we will have a bird's eye view and be able to find water"


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    "Oh thank God." Judith lets out a small sigh of relief, "Now can we please go before someone else shows up?"

    Rena nodded. ”If we can’t see anything, we should head down. Water flows downhill, so that’s our best bet.” She looked aroujd, spotting some collasped rubble off to the side. “Follow me.” Rena climbed onto the rubble, adjusting her rapier.

    "You mean like me?" A tribute then came up from behind where he had found the bow and arrow. Before Jensen could even turn, the man took his head and smashed it against the side of the cornucopia before picking up the bow and arrow. Having at the ready, he pointed toward Judith.

    "Oh sh*t." Judith muttered, before anything she set down her ax, What the hell are you doing Judith? "If I don't attack then you won't ok?" There was the smallest bit of hope for Judith and living through this.

    "Nice try." He scowled, getting ready to shoot. Just then, Jensen put his arm around his neck and slid his blade across his throat. "That wasn't my only weapon." He let the limp body fall to the ground before grabbing his bow and arrows.
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    "Glad you didn't slice me up, huh?" He grins at her.

    "Very." Judith picked up her ax, "Now we have a very good excuse to go, you just about died."