Conner’s Comments (group member since Jan 11, 2013)

Conner’s comments from the Hunger Games RP- An In Depth Experience group.

((Tu Parles Fracais?))

"I'm sorry. I can see you don't like me." he began to get the makeup out.

((but why not? This role-play needs some romance...;). ))

He kissed her cheek. "You are though..." he hugged her close.

((make the most of her time like she's gonna die young... ;). ))

"Well then everyone in your district must be blind." he gently turns her head to face him. "You are beautiful. Say it. Say, 'I am beautiful.'" he smiles at her warmly.

"Beautiful! You are a very pretty girl." he stands up and kisses her cheek. He mumbles sorry and looks away blushing.

((he's 16. They could date... But it's whatever.))

"Well here we like bright colors! What are you going to wear?" he smiles at her warmly.

You have been training for the past few weeks anticipating your days in the arena. You have made friends, made enemies, and learned skills. You may be the one to survive, or you may be the one to die. Families sit before their screens watching your every move. They don't want to see you die. They know that only one will one though. The games will start when the tributes each have had training. Good luck! And may the odds be ever in your favor.

"Hello Dearie!" In walks a tall, blonde, blue eyed boy. He smiles at her and hugs her gently. "I'm your stylist, mentor, and close frined. My names Conrad Evans."

((haha. Yes!))

"I want you to win. I see a fire in your eyes that will help you win the games. Now, can we be friends? I really like you, but I can see you hate me..." he looks away.

"So! How are you liking the capitol?" he smiles and sits next to her.

All accepted. MAy the odds be ever in your favor.

"Okay. Well, any idea what you want to wear, or can I pick?" he has a gleam in his bright blue eyes. His contacts make them sparkle.

"So. Ready to get your makeup on?" Just then the hottest guy in the Capitol walks in. Marco Giavanni.

"Hello Marina!" his silky voice fills the air. "I am your makeup artist! And no, I'm most definitely not gay." he winks at her.

"If you haven't realized, this is my home too. Sit down. Calm down. And listen." he waits patiently.

The crowd cheers for her. "Any final words before you leave here today?" the crowd goes dead silent.

"Like I said earlier. I am Kara. If you want to win in the games try to keep up. Now, is this what you are wearing? I like it." she smiles and hugs the girl.

"Well while your here i want you to use every product your given okay?" he smiles and sits down. "So, how are you liking things?" he folds his hands.

"Your relfexes. Do you want to fight? I can kill you before you take another step." the orange is in his hands. He smiles at her. Not mad at all.

"Hello Dear! Maybe you'll have more sense then that idiot. I'm Kara. You are Marina yes?" she smiles.

((Go to yoer districts floor. I'll meet you there.))

"Conrad. Conrad Evans. What have you done to your hair? Ever heard of conditioner?" he frowned at her.