Hunger Games! discussion

All tributes rest here awaiting the start of the game with their stylist or mentor. The tributes are all injected with a tracker and given these articles of clothing:

Cameron sat tapping her feet against the cold metal floor looking at the room around her. She hadn't thought much about what the small room would look like. It was probably identical to the others in the past. She tried focusing on the clear. capsule in front of her. The spot on her arm where the tracked had been injected still was sore. Cameron had nearly vomited when she had watched the needle go in. Man up Cam. You're going to see worse pretty soon. She brushed her bangs from her face.

Aries: Stumbling in the room with fear, I nearly collapse against the wall. Gasping, I feel like the air around me is getting thinner. I never thought this feeling, being here, would be so bad, so intense. I'm sure, in the room next to me, Rory is awaiting his fate as well.

Adelaide sat quietly in the room, playing with her hair. She had tied as many rubber bands in it as physically possible, hoping to sneak them into the arena for use as rope. She wished it were longer... Then she might have managed more... Stupid prep team, cutting inches off her hair!

((CJ want me to roleplay anyone with Adelaide?))

((Yeah, I would. I don't know who, but yes.))

((Me too. With Aries or Petra))

((CJ: I can roleplay Chin...then again Adelaide doesn't like her))

((Beck: Oh, that would be funny! Adelaide left her interview outfit on a floor somewhere after refusing to wear it... That would be an interesting rp!))

((Let's do it!))
Chin stood beside Adelaide not daring to take a seat there. She didn't exactly know what to say. But what was there to say; the girl had completely dissed her design. Then again, she should've known better than to make it a "sexy" dress.

Adelaide looked at her stylist calmly, finally feeling like she had the upper hand in the battle.

Chin looked down at Adelaide and gave her a smile. "Nice interview dress."

"Thank you," Adelaide replied dryly.

Chin nodded. "You're welcome." The silence barely lasted before continuing, "Honestly your interview as a whole was pretty cool."

"Je ne comprends pas pourquoi vous vous inquiétez," Adelaide shook her head.

(("I do not understand why you care."))

"Don't understand what you said," chin started quickly, "But I assume it has to do with me caring about what you do." She looked down. "Well, because I was actually once a tribute."

"Were you, now?" Adelaide muttered skeptically.

((I'm eager to see where this will go. :) ))

((I'm curious myself :D))

"Yep," Chin nodded. She could tell Adelaide couldn't care less, but hey it wasn't like she had anything better to listen to. "I was a tribute from 2 obviously. I was stupid. I wanted to impress my boyfriend who was volunteering this year. The idiot couldn't have cared less."

Adelaide remained silent.

((She seems to do a lot of that around Chin, doesn't she?))

((Ha yeah, a bit))

Chin took her silence as assurance and continued. "We got to the arena and after I proved weak, he tried to get the tributes from 2 to kill me." She swallows and realizes how much these memories hurt and how much she hated them. "So, I don't remember how it really happened, but at some point, I went crazy. Crazy. I killed," She paused, "I killed the girl tribute and maimed the boy enough that he certainly wasn't going anywhere."

((Wait... How could she kill the tributes from D2 if she was one of them?))

"Well, you're alive, aren't you?" Adelaide said quietly.

((1!I meant district 1! Sorry Mis-type))

"Yeah," Chin nodded forcing a indifferent look to her face. "I am. And there is no use telling you my sob story when you have bigger problems at hand."

Beck wrote: "((1!I meant district 1! Sorry Mis-type))"

((Thought so. XD))

Adelaide nodded, then extended her hand for Chin to shake, explaining, "It would be a good thing if I can be on okay terms with at least one person here before I head to death."

Chin knealt beside Adelaide. "I am honored to be that peraon, Adelaide. I'm going to warn you; Death is imminent. I'm not going to lie that you're going into a picnic. You know that. Just don't ever let Snow win. Know what I mean?"

"Never," Adelaide agreed, then paused before asking quickly, "If I die, could you do me a favor?"

Chin looked at Adelaide in disbelief but nodded. "Yes, I will."

Adelaide hesitated, then pulled a folded slip of paper from her pocket. "Is there any way you can make sure that this ends up in my pocket? You know... In case I am... incapable?"

Chin took the piece of paper gently in her hands and looked up at Adelaide. She gave a small smile. "I promise you that I will not let you leave without it in your pocket." She stood up slowly. "Not that I think I'll need to."

Adelaide nodded again. "I need to win; I don't think I can manage to say 'Je souhaite qu'il aurait pu se terminer d'une autre manière. Tu vas me manquer.' in the time it takes for somebody to rip my throat out."

(("I wish it could have ended some other way. I will miss you."))

Chin pursed her lips. "I hope you win. But I also hope it doesn't take what it did for me," She muttered. She looked at Adelaide's clothing she had been suited in. Everything seemed nice and fitting for what they were about to do.

Adelaide nodded yet again, unable to speak.

"Everything feel alright," Chin said nodding to the clothes. Trying to lighten the subject.

Adelaide nodded. "Derek won't be happy. It covers everything it's supposed to..." she managed, the words coming out in a quick, nervous stream.

Chin chuckled. "He'll just have to deal with it." She eyed the bracelet cord thing. "Interesting that they gave you those."

"Might help me build my rope..." Adelaide muttered, twisting one of her many hair ties.

"I wonder why they would be so generous with the attire they give you." Chin shrugged hoping it didn't mean anything about the arena.

((I feel like this is a hint, Beck. XD))

"Maybe it has some scientific, deadly purpose."

(( Maybe...))

"It looks helpful. Just figuring out how to use it would be a good start."

Adelaide understood what she meant and immediately unfastened the bracelet. "Well, it just seems to be the same material as shoelaces..."

Chin looked at it. "It appears thicker. Sturdier."

"It would be longer if I could unravel it..."

"I'd ask how long but that would require you to unravel now and then figure out how to get it back into it's bracelet form.

She nodded, looking at her boots. "These have to mean something, as well..."

Chin leaned in to take a look at the boots. "Those look like the issue Peacekeeper boots. Rain resistant and padded for running."

"I wish they didn't have to track us," Adelaide said absentmindedly, scratching the place on her arm where the device had been injected.

Chin pursed her lips. "It makes me sick watching them insert them. Literally I might puke."

Kirsten wrote: "((Me too. With Aries or Petra))"

The stylist helped Aries into the capsule in front of them.