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This is were the tributes are picked for the 95th Hunger Games.

District Two - Day 1 - The Reaping

Glory. Power. Fame. It's a bundle of riches and fame from the games, a fight to the death with blood and weapons. It makes things fun when there's hand to hand combat. Blood shed from a nosebleed or a broken bone. It's a gift from genesis himself after millenniums of creation. Wait, what the hell am i saying? Ah, anyways, The games are just about everything i can think about when i'm in bed at night. Excitement about breaking people's necks with sickening crunches and shoving swords threw people's hearts, the blood sprinkling on my face! Death is something that amuses me and i can't imagine the joy it will give me! Yes, i sound like a lunatic, a crazy, someone who needs to be locked up in an asylum. but i don't give a damn! I've been described as one of violence, one described as the kin of Death himself.

I am a killer..

I am Jenika...

Jenika lays the pen on the desk counter as she closes the leather journal. The black ink seeping and drying on the paper as she sighs.

Today was the day, the one she had been waiting for for the last eighteen years. She wanted to gut people! swim in a river of blood! SOunded sick, right? Well, that's most likely what someone would speculate about Jenika at first sight. But there are many details that the people close to her understand, which makes her more understanding in many violent ways.

most people categorize her as mildly insane.

Jenika stands from the desk as she walks over to the bed and gets dressed, only to look in disgust at the stupid dress her mother hand laid out. White dress, flats, and makeup, MAKEUP! the idea disgusted her in every way. But she didn't have any time to sabotash it, she turned and stormed out of the house, past her mother and father, and to were the games would be taking place, the courtyard infront of the town hall...

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((Cont. on next post))

After about what seemed like forever to Jenika, Jenika was finally standing in the middle of Town Hall's court yard. The sun dazzled across the children and teenagers with a burning tone, though the sun's heat didn't bother Jenika.

Jenika looked like she was in the middle of a thought, which, she was. Jenika was thinking about gutting people, swinging her sword, singing a death song. It only made her smile in the middle of mildly scared recipients.

As if on cue, The escort came upon the stage. Though Jenika didn't bother looking at the man's appearance, or his speech and choice of words. She only snapped fully ware after he started making his way back to the mic with a slip from the girls jar.

Most of the girls were tense, or terrified, but Jenika was not. Jenika had covered her smile when the reaping began.

"Behold, and the tribute for the girls is.... Jenika DeLafayette."

Jenika didn't hold back, she turned to walk threw the aisles, and most of the girls moved out of the way. in a matter of minutes, Jenika was standing with might on the stage.

After what seemed like forever, Jenika and the male tribute left and went to the train.

((TADA! DO ya'll like it?))

((What district??)

((Oh! Oops, District two))

((KC, if you are reading this we need to do the reaping for d7 where Helena volunteers for Arlene))

Um ok...

The Reaping of District 7
The balls are rolling. The escort calls out the female name of "Arlene Castier". Arlene starts crying and hugging her sister goodbye. She slowly walks up to the stage. But before that.....
((Your turn KC))

"I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!!!" a panicked fourteen year old named Helena Lockhart screams. She couldn't allow her best friend to die in, much less go to, the Hunger Games. Arlene had a mostly alive family and a boyfriend to take of. Helena didn't care that she had a similar lifestyle to her friend, but she refused to allow her friend to die.
'This is probably how Katniss Everdeen felt when she volunteered for her sister' Helena thought, biting her lip.
She slowly starts to make her way towards the stage, pushing past the other fourteen year-olds.

"Thank you so much Helena," Arlene said

"No problem, Arlene" Helena mumbles as she passes her friend. She straightens her back and hardens her face into a look of determination, trying to look confident as she nears the stage.

"How can I repay you?" Arlene said.

The ball started to roll again. "The male tribute for district 7," Eddy Trinket continued. "Is Russell Gryphon."

Helena unnoticeably pales.

Russ walks up to the stage.

District 7 Reaping

((Pst, Fairy Wings, what district is you character from?))

District 10 Reaping
Scarlet stood next to her sister, Jade, along with the other 13 year-olds. The escort of District 10 walked over to the glass ball filled with girls names, she picked a small piece of paper, and read,"Scarlet Maxwell". Scarlet face went pale and a pair of Peacekeepers pushed her up the stage. Why? Why me?! Scarlet thought. She looked over to her crying sister, Emerald.
((Willow, your turn))

"Scarlett!" Jade yelled and screamed and kicked thrashed so much that peacekeepers had to remove her from the premises.

"Jade!" Scarlet screamed, she tried to run off the stage and reach her sister but Peacekeepers blocked her.

"Scarlet, NO!!!!!" Jade screamed as she was carried away.
((me and dah bomb are going to do d5 and d8))

Emerald was hysterically crying and screaming for her sister. She began to hyperventilate and soon passed out from shock and lack of air.

DISTRICT 5

((Willow still needs to do the male reaping of District 10))

((in the meantime though))

Dah-Bomb {^/^}Yes, i'm Insane incase you're Wondering{^/^} wrote: "((Pst, Fairy Wings, what district is you character from?))"

I think it is from two

District Five - Day One - Reaping

The day was cloudy and smug as Della and Jeremy held hands as they walked to the town square. As Della looked at her boyfriend, Jeremy looked confident, bold, and of course, sexy. She said nothing as they walked to the town square, which was were people's fates could be turned with despair and misery, or with happiness and another year of peace.

The ball had already rolled for the females and Louisa Walker was picked. The ball started rolling for the males. "Justin Cartwright." was the name the escort called. A timid boy walked up to the stage. "I VOLUNTEER." screamed Jeremy. Everyone gasped that a boy so beautiful was actually volunteering. He walked towards the stage.

Before head gone, he had whispered "bye" to Della with such serenity in his voice, it sounded as if he was not coming back.

Jeremy's tone made her sniffle with a small tear dripping down her cheek. Her friend, Nancy, gripped her hand for comfort.

Jeremy walked up to the stage smiling for the camera and not showing any fear.

((let us do d eight later cuz I gtg))

DISTRICT EIGHT
"Are you ready?" asked Row to herself. "The girl tribute from district 8 is," said the escort. "Rowenna Hutchenson."
"That was a surprise. I did not have to volunteer." Rowenna thought to herself.
She walked up to the stage, ready as ever. She breathed calmly to herself, "you can do this" she thought.

DISTRICT THREE
Cyrus stood in the crowd of boys tense. Every year the stakes are higher. Cyrus is watching the sky praying Ben doesn't get chosen. "Cyrus Verdile." The escorts voice echoes. Cyrus fells numb. He mutely walks to the stage. He hears his brother shouting through the silence.
"Cyrus! You can't leave!" Cyrus looks into the camera with a look that says 'I will kill you.' Cyrus stands on the stage. "Cyrus! NO!" everyone is competetly silent.
"Stop." Cyrus says forcefully. Ben shuts ups and breaks down into tears. Cyrus stand tall, hopefully someone who will show them it not right will win.

District 4
Renée stood in the crowd of girls, nervous. The escort quietly walked over to the glass ball filled with girls names. She picked up a small piece of paper and read it aloud, "Renée Jones". Renée paled and walked up to the stage. Of course, out of all the girls here! Renée thought.

DISTRICT TWO
Everyone is standing in the packed square. Jason grins at the nervous looks on some of the kids faces. The girl gets picked. Then the boy. A little boy gets called.
"I volunteer." My voice booms sounding a little bored. He walks forward. The boy looks at him.
"Thank you." He says running up hugging Jason.
"Get off me!" Jason say. He walks up to the stage, unimpressed. When they got in the arena he would be impressed.

Jenika looks at the Jerk of a boy, her face grim with approval. Even as a career, Jenika wasn't that cruel. Nether the less violent, most of the time. She didn't like the idea of Him and Her being partner in the arena, because she knew she'd kill him first.

I stand with all the other 16 year olds waiting for the escort to pick a name from the big bowl of paper. I look around and see everybody's nervous faces. I my parents were still alive I would look like that too. To be honest I actually hoping I can go in the arena and fight and let my anger out. Finally the escort puts her hand into the big bowl.
"And your girl tribute for district three is..... Raven Frost!"
Everyone sighs and looks back at me as a smile spreads across my face. Finally I get my chance at revenge. I pull myself out I my thoughts and walk up to the stage.

When the male tribute for my district is called someone out in the crowd of boys starts yelling for him but shuts up when Cyrus tells him to stop. When he come up to the stage he stands tall....
Raven doesn't know what to expect from him. She wonders if he wants to go into the arena or is standing tall for the cameras. She thinks about that until the peacekeepers bring us inside the justice building to say goodbye to our family and friends......
I know no one will come say bye to me.