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 Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 4:11 pm
Now that your all set you can use it to join the RP. Use a pic or your Gaia avatar (cuz I am using mine) to make things easier when identifing yourself and follow a few rules.
1. You can't kill somebody that is an RP character unless you have permission from the person but doing it to soldiers from the Capitol, mutts, random enemiesis, etc is fine.
2. DON'T SPAM!
3. You CAN invent a mutt of choice.
4. Romance and blood splurting is suggested ^_^
5. If you die, you DIE that's it.
6. No CRAZY powers. Use your class skills and the area to your advantge.
Well that's it now start posting.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 6:37 pm
As always, before the reaping I am prepared by my stepmother. I hate her. She tugs at my hair too much. I sit in a chair dressed in a plaid skirt and a white shirt tucked in at my waist. "Alanna, do you never brush your hair!?" Says my stepmother. Actually I do and it is always in a flat braid down my back, as it is now. As she continues to rip at my hair I sit and almost start crying. Not just because of the pain but also for the reaping. It is a day that all district 11 hates. When my stepmother finishes I stand up and step outside. We make our way slowly to the gate of the reaping courtyard. It is dimly lit because it is night. I file into line next to my best friend Arret. We both look as if we've been crying. I wait as the mayor gives his annual speech and then the representative from the Capitol steps up. Oh the Capitol, the dreaded Capitol. Everyone here fears that name. As she steps up we all cheer unenthusiastically. Soon she is pulling the name out of the boys ball... The name is Quincy Hyatt. I know Quincy, he has been my friend since second grade when he bumped into me in the hall. Of all people why him? Next it's the girls ball. The rep from the Capitol pulls out the name and I am overjoyed when i realize it is not mine. It is Madam Cassket's. wait I don' t understand . Madam Cassket is dead. She died in the games two years age when she Was 18. They must of made a mistake and they realize it and throw her name away. The pull out the next name and I gasp. It's mine.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 8:13 am
I stood as if rooted to the spot. I didn't believe my ears. I couldnt move and the rep from the Capitol called out my name. " Alanna Henther" she said and my friend pushed me forward. I regained feeling in my legs and made my way to join Quincy on the podium. As I shook hands with him I realized there was no going back. No one had volunteered for me and I shouldn't have expected them to. I felt the last of hope drain from my heart. I could barely look at the audience as the Capitol lady held our hands high and said. " ladies and gentelmen, I give you the tributes of district 11." after that we were taken away to a room in the mayors house to say our final goodbyes. Hardly anyone came to see me. My father of course came in and wished me luck with tears in his eyes. My stepmother never arrived and I should have expected that but then someone I didn't expect arrived. A boy by the name of Drew Swallow came to see me. He was tall and blond. he went to school with me but I never expected him to come and say goodbye. He didn't say much but handed me a sparkling hair tie with my name embroidered on it. It was beautiful white silk and as he handed it to me he said " you don't have to wear it to the arena, i just thought..." I stared At the hairtie and then took out the other that was in my braid and replaced it with the silk one. He smiled and left, for his time was up. My last guest was Arret. She knelt down next to me and we both burst into tears. Through her sobs I could make out these words. " you have to win ; for all of us." and then she was gone and Quincy and I were on our way to the Capitol.
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 10:24 am
Artemis120 I stood as if rooted to the spot. I didn't believe my ears. I couldnt move and the rep from the Capitol called out my name. " Alanna Henther" she said and my friend pushed me forward. I regained feeling in my legs and made my way to join Quincy on the podium. As I shook hands with him I realized there was no going back. No one had volunteered for me and I shouldn't have expected them to. I felt the last of hope drain from my heart. I could barely look at the audience as the Capitol lady held our hands high and said. " ladies and gentelmen, I give you the tributes of district 11." after that we were taken away to a room in the mayors house to say our final goodbyes. Hardly anyone came to see me. My father of course came in and wished me luck with tears in his eyes. My stepmother never arrived and I should have expected that but then someone I didn't expect arrived. A boy by the name of Drew Swallow came to see me. He was tall and blond. he went to school with me but I never expected him to come and say goodbye. He didn't say much but handed me a sparkling hair tie with my name embroidered on it. It was beautiful white silk and as he handed it to me he said " you don't have to wear it to the arena, i just thought..." I stared At the hairtie and then took out the other that was in my braid and replaced it with the silk one. He smiled and left, for his time was up. My last guest was Arret. She knelt down next to me and we both burst into tears. Through her sobs I could make out these words. " you have to win ; for all of us." and then she was gone and Quincy and I were on our way to the Capitol. Yo! Artemis! Your writing is awesome! But please fill out the bio on the "Getting started" k? Keep it up BTW! biggrin
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