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    Elise sat up in her bed, stretching and yawning.
    It's about time... she thought, as she strode to the 2nd period classroom.
    OOC: is the day over or what..?

    Elise woke up, exhausted. She felt a throb in her - well, everywhere.
    Too much magic? she thought, and she pulled herself up, and got ready for 2nd period.
    When she was dressed (she is dressed in a navy blue T-shirt with a red checked shirt over it, with white jeans, plus a navy blue jacket with hood)


    She walked to her 2nd period class, right on time, when she froze. She ran to the office and borrowed the microphone for the speakers around the school; time was still frozen.
    She said, "All students go to the 2nd period class to have class with the bitchy snake teacher," and went down the hallway to her class.

    Elise finally arrived at the classroom, book bag slung over her shoulder.
    Ugh. Finally… Better not freeze time for a week... she thought, shoving the door open.
    She yawned, but perked up at the sight of the still-frozen teacher.
    She poked the teacher's nose, and laughed. She went back to her seat.
    "Jikan no kotei wo kaijixyo shi masu…" she mumbled, twirling her pencil in mid-air.
    [move][size=36pt](THIS MEANS SHE UNFROZE TIME!)[/size][/move](okay?)
    Looks like a little pencil ballerina.. except without a tutu… But I can solve that in a minute.. she thought, cutting a small circle of paper with a hole in the center. She fringed it, and attached it to the pencil.


    She twirled it around again, smiling with a goofy look on her face, still half asleep.

    OOC: Do I have to do this every time? Because apparently, no one reads my posts, dammit!
    Elise JUST UNFROZE TIME, so THEY SHOULD ALL BE IN MATH CLASS, BECAUSE HOW DO YOU THINK THE SNAKE WOULD REACT IF WE ALL JUST WENT TO RANDOM PLACES DURING CLASS PERIOD? …
    (-______-)

    OOC: Sorry guys.. wasn't in the best mood at the time.. My parents… My mom just gave me this REALLY long, and utterly boring and somewhat annoying lecture about responsibility, and blaaaaaaa blee blaaa blaaa... -.-
    Seriously… Excuse my fervency.

    OOC: I don't think any of you would even care about this, but… xD
    I have a crush on two people, and.. and I'm trying to choose who exactly to crush on.. it's so hard, since they're both so funny, good natured, fun to be with, polite but at the same time a little rude… and I have to admit, pretty good looking.. It's lovely to be "in love" although it's only "puppy love". =P WHY am I posting this…??? -.- *facepalm*

    Name: Kylee Simmons
    Age: 15
    District: 2
    Gender: Female
    Personality: Holds low self esteem for herself most of the time; humble. She has enough pride to keep her head up, though. She believes in second chances and change. She is neither introvert nor extrovert; she can enjoy silence and can also find pleasure in her social life. She strives to strike a balance between too passionate and under-motivated, but lingers in the first most of the time. She finds that justice isn't always kind.. She has next to no pride of her district, since they illegally train teenagers to compete in this supposedly entertaining "Hunger Games." She is one of the few people from the districts that are not disgusted by the Capitol people. This is because she believes that, humans, if raised in such a environment like the Capitol, they cannot be logical nor sensible. She is a pessimistic person, but tries to hide it. She was not trained for the Games. Even though she likes the color black, she is not anything like a goth person, or a goth-wannabe or anything of the like.
    Appearance:


    Weapon of choice: uses these

    except they have diamond edged spikes coming from the side that are activated when she makes a fist. She is adept with a dagger, and can make a serviceable container or a pillow with virtually anything.
    Other: Her only family is her twin sister. They support each other to get through hard times. They both (though they are underaged, have jobs. They got out of school early with scholarships and honors) work for one of the biggest weapon manufacturing companies in Panem. Kylee's sister, Chyra, is an executive officer, while Kylee herself is the CEO.

    OOC: What are the rules for fighting and killing? Because I have a few ideas… I was thinking that maybe each character should all have 100 points in the beginning and every day without water would be for example,-15 or something like that… and a gash in the arm would be something like 10-25 off???i dont know.

    [size=22pt]Kylee[/size]


    OOC: I'm not allowed to go on the computer the weekends... anyway.. BTW, I'm going to roleplay in the first person point of view.


    [size=13pt]IC: Not me, not me.... No, it's going to be me... NO IT'S NOT! It can be... I'm sure it will be...
    I shifted uncomfortably in my asymmetrical chiffon aqua dress. Please... don't be me. For Chyra.
    Before I had any more time to add anything else to that thought, the movie was over.
    The escort/announcer, Arleni Phoenix, stood up, almost cautiously, and addressed the audience once again.
    "I will start with the ladies, as tradition requires," she announced. She rushed to the jar of fate.
    She submerged her hand into the sea of slips, and plucked the one that held the name of ...
    "Kylee Simmons!" her voice echoed across the area.
    It was a distant sound, as if I were surrounded by glass. Yet the echo was able to shatter that glass.
    My left eye twitched violently, one of my giveaways for stress or nervousness.
    Or just plain shock.
    The warm spring sunshine that had warmed me soon reduced me to cold sweat as I walked towards Arleni.
    (this is what Kylee's dress looks like)


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    Name; Elise
    Looks(pic if you can);

    (I drew it =3) btw she has hazel hair and dark green eyes.
    Personality; She can be hard to get to know, but she and her friends all know she's never going to be the sweet type. But usually, she's cheerful, clumsy, somewhat clueless, and hates it when she is alone. She doesn't like it when it's too quiet and nobody is talking. She gets bored easily, but also entertained easily.
    Aspects in a guy/girl; She likes a guy that can set a mood, for example, get the fun mood going at a party. She also likes a guy that's human. Not perfect, but full of emotions. She doesn't like bossy guys or fake people in general. Or pretentious ones. Money isn't very important when it comes to love.
    Straight/gay/or bi?; Straight
    Crush; No one yet
    Bf/Gf?; Single
    Siblings; None
    Talent; She's musically talented, except with her voice... She can play the violin, cello, guitar (both acoustic and electric), drums, and the piano. She has very good hand-eye coordination and likes to go to shootings ranges and practice archery. She's physically fit, but is not a miracle.
    Likes; Composing, drawing, talking (once she's used to talking with you), all genres of music. She likes to play video games like Call of Duty...
    Dislikes; Stubborn people (not persistent. Stubborn, as in, won't-talk-to-you-when-you're-in-a-fight-with-them-unless-you-apologize-first type of people), smelly things and people including perfume, and burping.
    Other; Her dad owns a popular radio station, FM 21.1 (Let's just say radio stations are different... in this world) and her mother is an executive within a major record label. They are an affluent family.

    Kylee


    OOC:


    IC: I wore a crooked smile as I walked off the stage. After all, first impressions, gestures, body language, and image were everything in the Games - on camera, at least.
    I leisurely walked with the Peacekeepers, who almost showed no concern with the chances of me getting out of control. I knew them well, though I wasn't exactly the kiss-up-to-the-authorities type. But sometimes I just didn't have a choice... Respect was to be shown to the higher-ups. Not that they had that much authority over me.
    I gave a possibly final wave at my sister, Chyra. My eyes drifted to the ground and shot up again to look at my escort, Arleni.
    "So. What's this year's specialty?" I inquired.
    "Animals. You get to bring any animal to the arena. If it's not beyond the size limits," my escort replied calmly.
    "Oh. I see," I said, unsuccessfully hiding a smile.