Hunger Games RP- An In Depth Experience discussion

Here you will talk to our lovely sponsors. We have people from everywhere. A fishing company, a medicine supplier, a weapons maker, etc. Talk to them and try to win them over. We will decide who you get.

Astrid slipped around the outskirts of the room. She knew she had to get a sponsor, but none of them seemed right to her. She just wanted to curl up into a ball and disappear.

The sponsors saw the girl and smiled. She was shy.

Addison walks in and smiles shyly, her hair is in a braid.

Astrid mingled a bit, talking to several people, but they were all too... What's the word... Ah! Sleazy. They just didn't go over with her to well.

They look over at the girl that has a braid. They smile at her. On the board are some questions that tributes should answer:
-Weapons
-Skills
-Sponsor you want
-Items you think you will need in the arena

Addison thinks for a moment and then answers: "Im quick and fast."

They wait for the rest.

Addison starts to chat with some of the sponsors, and tells them to call her Addie.

Astrid keeps looking for a sponsor that's not like the rest. She figures she looking for something that doesn't exist.

The medicine sponsors take interest in Addie. The fishery has an eye on Astrid. They make polite conversation asking about their time in the Capitol.

Astrid finally finds herself sitting at a table with a sponsor and decides to get it over with. "Hello."

" Hello! I'm from a major fishing company. We could supply you with fish, hooks, and rope. We also can buy things you may need. What do you say?" they smile at her warmly.

"Um. I don't know. I can't really fish." Astrid wasn't sure how this was supposed to work. Getting a sponsor was never showed with the games on the television.

"Can you cook it?" they smiled.

"I suppose it wouldn't be any harder than cooking beef." She mulled it over in her head. Cooking something that small couldn't be that hard.

((Sleep is calling me. See you later.))

((ditto! Ttyl!))

Addison smiles and cocks her head. "It's so pretty and every one has such amazing clothes," Addison looks around the room and smiles a huge smile, with her eyes slightly crinkled and her mouth open.

((...And they all go marching down. To the ground. To get out of the rain. Boom Boom Boom Boom...))

((the ants go matching two by two, hurrah...))

They smile at Addies comment. They see potential in her.

((Oh, I see where your priorities are.))

((well she's not socially awkward.))

One of the sponsors calls Addie over. She also points to the awkward girl. "Come here.".

((Well my bad. Not everyone can be Glitter material when faced with death.))

Astrid stands and walked over to the person who called her. She really wanted to walk the other way, but she was going to need help in the arena.

Hazel bounces in. Might as well make the most of her last few days. "Hello fine sir!" She said to a man sitting at a table. "I can climb and work well wih knives."

((...The little one stopped to tie his shoe and the all go marching down.))

((YO!!!! I'M FED UP AND NEED A SPONSOR!!!!))

Addie walks over

"I would like to offer someone a medicine sponsor. Convince me to choose you." The man sits there patiently.

Addie raises her eye brows and smiles. "-Weapons-Axe and skills
-Skills-Im fast and quick, im good with healing and climbing.
-Sponsor you want-Any one who is amazing enough to do so.
-Items you think you will need in the arena-Water, axe, rope, back pack. In case of emergency medicine."

"Well we can supply medicine. Any one else?" he smiles at Addie.

Alright Astrid, just think of them like dad when you want something from him. Astrid took a deep breath and flashed a gorgeous smile. "I rather like axes too, I suppose that would make sense because I've been using them my whole life." She laughed like she thought it was silly to say aloud. "For skills I am pretty darn good at riding horses." She paused giving a few people time to chuckle at her joke. "For a sponsor, I think you would be just swell. And for things I'll need, medicine and water would do the trick."

((I was at a dance, Ita was so fun, we did the Cha cha slide and we danced to Gangam style!!!))
Addie bites her lip and feels the urge to climb some thing.The only thing more important than sponsors is allies. She smiles shyly at Astrid and starts to talk again. "You're all so nice!" She said, pushing her bangs from her eyes.

((cool!! I have one in a month))

The sponsors debate who to pick.

Come on Astrid, you need to get this over with. She flashed another gorgeous smile. "That dress you're wearing is lovely!" Astrid really thought it was the ugliest thing she's ever seen, but lying came naturally.

Hazel needed sponsors to. "My weapons: knives. I could throw one blondfolded. My skills: I'm fast and stealthy, I can climb trees, and in small. That looks like a bad thing but I can hide easy as pie. Sponsor that want: well what sponsor wants to take me? And things ill need in the arena: knives, emergency medicine, water, and a backpack would be nice." Hazel bounces in er feet a few times.

Addie starts to make small chit chat with Astrid

"Do you honestly think that the sponsors want us to win?" Astrid whispered to Addie.

"Addie bites her lip. "I dont know, maybe."

"I think most of them pick someone because they're a lost cause. They probably pity us." Astrid squirmed at the thought.

Addie shakes her head. "I am not a lost cause"

"Maybe, but compared to some of the other tributes we are."

Addie starts to slightly leap. "I have to climb some thing soon....."

"What?..." Astrid turned and looked at the girl. She sure was strange.

"District 7," She says

"Oh." Astrid merely said. It kind of made sense.

Addie snaps her fingers and brushes her hair out of her face.

Sting walked in. "Did I miss anything?" She said cutely.

The best way to win sponsors is to dazzle them at the interview. Go to interview prep and say in bold you're ready. If you do that then we can start your interview. Well call you to the stage and well ask you questions.

Logan walked in the room, his head held high and his arms crossed.