Hunger Games
Hunger Games The RP in which te have fun and never want to stop Scrivere :)
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Grrrrr posted on Jul 07, 2012 at 03:02PM
AHMEM, in this RP you can make a character, and live in the hunger games. When describing your character describe:
district appearance strong points low points personality So right now I'm going to set the scene. All 24 tributes are set on a volcano. But here's the twist; the volcano has some weird climate changes, like one day snowing and the next day boiling. The tributes can go anywhere on the volcano (but on the very base is located a force field), just know that the volcano is still active, and can blow at any random time. The volcano is completely empty, but the capitol has the power to MAKE it randomly blow. The Cornucopia is full of bags that have food in them, sleeping bags, but NO WEAPONS were included. Your character either has to make their own weapons or fight in hand-to-hand combat. The scene starts at the chariots.
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Somebody knocked on Pain's door.
"Time for chariots" Dony (trainer) looked at Nick slowly, but she backed out of the room. Pain turned to Nick "I....i'll see you soon." Pain ran out of her room. PAin walked the stairs slowly. When she got to her designers she was shocked. There were four people. One had crazy orange hair, one pink ,one green, one blue. They all had painted on eyebrows and unatural face colors. The one with orange hair smiled at Pain. "You are, Pain, right?" Pain nodded. The orange haired man walked up to Pain and put his hand in her hair. "Potential." He uttered. Pain was ushered onto a surgical table. They group before her doused her in really thick, perfumey smelly substance. They sprayed it off with a powerful hose. Every ounce of hair was waxed off of Pain. They plucked her eyebrows and stripped her legs and arms. She was so sore. They had her lay in a tub of silky lavender smelling liquid. She did not have to rinse it off this time. They ushered her into a chair that sat behind a long table, covered in every cosmetic ever seen. "Close your eyes." The blue haired lady said. Pain first felt her face being covered in liquid, than dabbed with a dry substance. Her eyes were coated in powder and Pain felt a brush running against her cheeks and filling in her eyebrows. Then Pain heard a loud buzzing noise. "Hold still." Somebody said. Pain felt a zap on her lip, where her scar was. Something was fitted on Pain's teeth. But she didn't notice it after they put it on. Her lips were covered in a liquid. They messed with her hair, tugged and pulled and curled and straightened and then, finally:
"Open your eyes now,." A voice said. Pain was beautiful. Her teeth were white and straight, her scars were gone. Her cheeks were pink and her eyelids were slightly golden, making her eyes seem more blue.Her lips were pink. Her hair was straight and curly, all in one. Pain was stunned. At that moment a middle aged bald guy entered the room.
"Follow me Pain." he said. Pain got off the bed, she was in a paper gown, she followed the man. The assistants came as well.
"Remove the gown." Pain removed the gown. "Now, you don't have many curves, so your dress will." The designer winked at her. He handed Pain a dress. "Now Put this on." Pain did. He handed Pain shoes. Pain put them on. When Pain looked in the mirror, she was stunned. The green dress was beautiful, it shaped perfectly around her, but she had the appearance of curves that her designer added. It was rough, with a rip that opened up all the way up to the top of her thigh. The bottom was burnt, so it had a warped look. There was lace on the collar bone, her dress was a deep V, it went all the way to right above her belly button, It revealed how thin she was. Her shoes were simple black flats.
"Whats your name?" Pain asked the designer. He touched her face.
"Cartern."
(Pain, but imagine her in the outfit i described)
"Time for chariots" Dony (trainer) looked at Nick slowly, but she backed out of the room. Pain turned to Nick "I....i'll see you soon." Pain ran out of her room. PAin walked the stairs slowly. When she got to her designers she was shocked. There were four people. One had crazy orange hair, one pink ,one green, one blue. They all had painted on eyebrows and unatural face colors. The one with orange hair smiled at Pain. "You are, Pain, right?" Pain nodded. The orange haired man walked up to Pain and put his hand in her hair. "Potential." He uttered. Pain was ushered onto a surgical table. They group before her doused her in really thick, perfumey smelly substance. They sprayed it off with a powerful hose. Every ounce of hair was waxed off of Pain. They plucked her eyebrows and stripped her legs and arms. She was so sore. They had her lay in a tub of silky lavender smelling liquid. She did not have to rinse it off this time. They ushered her into a chair that sat behind a long table, covered in every cosmetic ever seen. "Close your eyes." The blue haired lady said. Pain first felt her face being covered in liquid, than dabbed with a dry substance. Her eyes were coated in powder and Pain felt a brush running against her cheeks and filling in her eyebrows. Then Pain heard a loud buzzing noise. "Hold still." Somebody said. Pain felt a zap on her lip, where her scar was. Something was fitted on Pain's teeth. But she didn't notice it after they put it on. Her lips were covered in a liquid. They messed with her hair, tugged and pulled and curled and straightened and then, finally:
"Open your eyes now,." A voice said. Pain was beautiful. Her teeth were white and straight, her scars were gone. Her cheeks were pink and her eyelids were slightly golden, making her eyes seem more blue.Her lips were pink. Her hair was straight and curly, all in one. Pain was stunned. At that moment a middle aged bald guy entered the room.
"Follow me Pain." he said. Pain got off the bed, she was in a paper gown, she followed the man. The assistants came as well.
"Remove the gown." Pain removed the gown. "Now, you don't have many curves, so your dress will." The designer winked at her. He handed Pain a dress. "Now Put this on." Pain did. He handed Pain shoes. Pain put them on. When Pain looked in the mirror, she was stunned. The green dress was beautiful, it shaped perfectly around her, but she had the appearance of curves that her designer added. It was rough, with a rip that opened up all the way up to the top of her thigh. The bottom was burnt, so it had a warped look. There was lace on the collar bone, her dress was a deep V, it went all the way to right above her belly button, It revealed how thin she was. Her shoes were simple black flats.
"Whats your name?" Pain asked the designer. He touched her face.
"Cartern."
(Pain, but imagine her in the outfit i described)
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Danny smiled at the designers. They looked completely normal. Two girls and two boys. A woman with pigtails smiled at him.
"Danny" she cooed "we've been waiting.": Danny had to undress and get into a paper gown. He had to lay down on a surgical table. They plucked facial hair.
"OW! What are you doing! Men need hair!" Danny yelled.
"Yes, but they need well groomed hair." A man replied. Danny shut up. They plucked eyebrow hair, nose hair, knuckle hair, chin hair, cheek hair, until his face was well trimmed. They then sat him in a chair. Danny's face was scarred, in a charming way. One little scar above his eyebrow, one little one on his chin. But they zapped them away.
"Ow" Danny mumbled. They tousled Danny's hair and sent him to a different room. This time their was a woman in the room. The assistants entered.
"Undress." The designer said.
"Shouldn't we meet first?" Danny smiled a charming smile. They lady stuck out a frozen hand.
"Mary. Now undress." Danny winked at Mary. He slowly pulled the gown down, he was waiting for Mary to squirm, she never did. "Put this on." Marry commanded. Danny did. She handed him shoes. Danny put them on.
"Look in the mirror now." the assistants cooed. Danny looked in the mirror. He, himself, was power. Power is what his district specialized in. He was dressed in black, the most powerful color. He was darkness. He was dressed in a shirt. Just a short sleeved, black V neck shirt with a spandex black long sleeve t underneath. He had on semi-skinny black jeans and was wearing simple black shoes. But here's the catch, his outfit was more then casual, in the capitol, that was considered powerful looking. And it was. Danny kissed Mary on the cheek and hopped out the door.
(now imagine him minus the headphones, and in the outfit i described)
"Danny" she cooed "we've been waiting.": Danny had to undress and get into a paper gown. He had to lay down on a surgical table. They plucked facial hair.
"OW! What are you doing! Men need hair!" Danny yelled.
"Yes, but they need well groomed hair." A man replied. Danny shut up. They plucked eyebrow hair, nose hair, knuckle hair, chin hair, cheek hair, until his face was well trimmed. They then sat him in a chair. Danny's face was scarred, in a charming way. One little scar above his eyebrow, one little one on his chin. But they zapped them away.
"Ow" Danny mumbled. They tousled Danny's hair and sent him to a different room. This time their was a woman in the room. The assistants entered.
"Undress." The designer said.
"Shouldn't we meet first?" Danny smiled a charming smile. They lady stuck out a frozen hand.
"Mary. Now undress." Danny winked at Mary. He slowly pulled the gown down, he was waiting for Mary to squirm, she never did. "Put this on." Marry commanded. Danny did. She handed him shoes. Danny put them on.
"Look in the mirror now." the assistants cooed. Danny looked in the mirror. He, himself, was power. Power is what his district specialized in. He was dressed in black, the most powerful color. He was darkness. He was dressed in a shirt. Just a short sleeved, black V neck shirt with a spandex black long sleeve t underneath. He had on semi-skinny black jeans and was wearing simple black shoes. But here's the catch, his outfit was more then casual, in the capitol, that was considered powerful looking. And it was. Danny kissed Mary on the cheek and hopped out the door.
(now imagine him minus the headphones, and in the outfit i described)
Delphi Keene woke to a knock on her door.
"Who is it?" She asked gingerly.
"It's Katri, your trainer. May I come in?" Said a woman in a high pitched and slightly annoying accent. Without waiting for an answer she burst open the door and pranced into the room with 9 inch heels. "Are you ready - Oh, well here let me help you get ready. Even though we are taking you to your stylist you still want to look good. So, just take a shower and brush your teeth and hair. Then just throw on what the Avox laid out for you." Katri walked out of the room, leaving Delphi alone.
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"Ow!! Could you warn me next time please?!" Delphi yelled to her designers as they stripped her legs and arms of hair. After they did they rubbed her body in a flower scented lotion and then dropped her in a dub of thick, bright fuschia goo.They told her to get out as soon as they told her to get in.
After all of the goos and liquids were rubbed all over her aching body the designers then rapped Delphi in a robe and told her to shut her eyes, so, being so tired and nauseous, she did.
She could barely feel the occasional tickle of a makeup brush with her numb skin. She could however feel the lipstick being smothered all over her lip and the mascara being spread over her lashes.
Next was her hair, her favorite feature on her. Delphi could feel it being teased and pulled, brushed and tied. She could feel heat from the irons they used.
After what seemed like forever the stylists told her to open her eyes, which she did gladly.
Delphi must have let out a gasp, because the stylists began to giggle. Her emerald eyes shone like gems with her long eyelashes fanning over them like palm fronds. Her lids were covered in a silvery glitter and her lips a metallic red color. Her skin was an olive color.
And... her hair... It was straightened and curled beautifully, the ringlets teased lovely, making her coppery hair look like fire.
"Delphi! Hello?! Step into your costume, please!" A woman said, snapping Delphi out of her daydream.
She stepped in while looking down, and she saw the top of some lady's hair, which was so blond it was pretty much white.
Looking in the mirror one last time, Delphi saw that she was dressed in a full set of metal medieval armor, which was obsidian in color. She looked like a female war hero. She looked like the moon and the Sun.
"Do you like it?" The woman asked, her huge orange eyes staring into Delphi's blue ones.
"Yes, I love it!" She said, and all of a sudden Delphi heard the screams of thousands. The curtain separating the girls makeover center from the boys makeover center opened, revealing Atlas, the male tribute for District 9, who was dressed in the same outfit as Delphi. Although, she must say, Delphi looked much better.
"My stylist said it's time to get into the chariots." He grumbled and left.
"Thanks! See you later, yeah? I'm sorry I never caught your name..." Delphi said.
"My name is Orchid," Was all the stylist said before Delphi sprinted to the door and to the stables.
*That is what delphi looks like except in her armor, lipstick, and eyeshadow*
"Who is it?" She asked gingerly.
"It's Katri, your trainer. May I come in?" Said a woman in a high pitched and slightly annoying accent. Without waiting for an answer she burst open the door and pranced into the room with 9 inch heels. "Are you ready - Oh, well here let me help you get ready. Even though we are taking you to your stylist you still want to look good. So, just take a shower and brush your teeth and hair. Then just throw on what the Avox laid out for you." Katri walked out of the room, leaving Delphi alone.
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"Ow!! Could you warn me next time please?!" Delphi yelled to her designers as they stripped her legs and arms of hair. After they did they rubbed her body in a flower scented lotion and then dropped her in a dub of thick, bright fuschia goo.They told her to get out as soon as they told her to get in.
After all of the goos and liquids were rubbed all over her aching body the designers then rapped Delphi in a robe and told her to shut her eyes, so, being so tired and nauseous, she did.
She could barely feel the occasional tickle of a makeup brush with her numb skin. She could however feel the lipstick being smothered all over her lip and the mascara being spread over her lashes.
Next was her hair, her favorite feature on her. Delphi could feel it being teased and pulled, brushed and tied. She could feel heat from the irons they used.
After what seemed like forever the stylists told her to open her eyes, which she did gladly.
Delphi must have let out a gasp, because the stylists began to giggle. Her emerald eyes shone like gems with her long eyelashes fanning over them like palm fronds. Her lids were covered in a silvery glitter and her lips a metallic red color. Her skin was an olive color.
And... her hair... It was straightened and curled beautifully, the ringlets teased lovely, making her coppery hair look like fire.
"Delphi! Hello?! Step into your costume, please!" A woman said, snapping Delphi out of her daydream.
She stepped in while looking down, and she saw the top of some lady's hair, which was so blond it was pretty much white.
Looking in the mirror one last time, Delphi saw that she was dressed in a full set of metal medieval armor, which was obsidian in color. She looked like a female war hero. She looked like the moon and the Sun.
"Do you like it?" The woman asked, her huge orange eyes staring into Delphi's blue ones.
"Yes, I love it!" She said, and all of a sudden Delphi heard the screams of thousands. The curtain separating the girls makeover center from the boys makeover center opened, revealing Atlas, the male tribute for District 9, who was dressed in the same outfit as Delphi. Although, she must say, Delphi looked much better.
"My stylist said it's time to get into the chariots." He grumbled and left.
"Thanks! See you later, yeah? I'm sorry I never caught your name..." Delphi said.
"My name is Orchid," Was all the stylist said before Delphi sprinted to the door and to the stables.
*That is what delphi looks like except in her armor, lipstick, and eyeshadow*
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My name is Marianna Coralasynth. I am 14 and i live in District 4. I come from a somewhat poor family. My father owns a failing fishing boat auto repair shop and is always working there as if he could save it. My mother is a housewife who is always teaching my older sister how to be one. My other older sister was married and moved out before i could say goodbye. I have a brother and he's 8 years old. He's not a baby anymore but to everyone else he is. When my mother isn't with my sister she's babying my brother. To my entire family I don't exist. But they're the lucky ones. Their names aren't in the Reaping Ball 23 times. I'm not doubting that one of these years I'll get picked. But when I do, I don't know how I'll react. My chances of survival probably aren't too low. My family is too poor too pay for the Hunger Games Training Academy so i wouldn't be a Career tribute. My strengths include my aim, stealth, intelligence, swimming skills and my ability to hide and climb trees. I am lacking in the 2 most important areas; speed and strength. As for the interview. I might come off cunning or sly. Or I could for the heartthrob/sexy female tribute because as all my friends and my boyfriend tell me, i'm beautiful. I have fiery red hair and i'm slightly taller than average. I'm somewhat curvy and I have beautiful features. Or i could be myself; quiet, yet friendly but only to my small group of friends and boyfriend. I try not to get into anyone's way. My friends and I hope it never happens. Me and my friends train in the forest with each other. When i'm not training or helping out with family stuff i spend my time swimming...( con't in next post)
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