The Hunger Games RP discussion



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Wind ruffled the tiny wheat plants, sending a tremble through the fields. Golden and shiny, the wheat bent modestly under the warm sunlight, their grainy heads embracing the rich soil. This is a paradise, a place where the wild sang, the plants nurtured, and where there seemed to be an abundance of food source.
Ahead, larks chirped melodiously, a few insects buzzing around. The breeze is cool and sweet with the aroma of grain, the shades deliciously inviting. All around you are wheat. An endless stretch of wheat. There seemed to be no boundaries, no beginning, and no end. You couldn't discern any exit, nor could you find your way back to where you had come from. And neither would you want to know.
Being here, you would only have the blissful thought that you could totally relax among the plants, yet, danger lurks behind. Beware. Never relax. Because this is the Games.

