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1st HG Training Session
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((You show up, there are judges, you show off your skills... yeah that's pretty much it...))

Thalia walked inside and looked around.
Chester followed behind her.
((lol, no one's gonna rp the judges so you can just put your whole thing in one post :) ))

Thalia walked into the room with the Gamemakers. She took a bow and a few arrows and did unspeakable pinpoint hits. With lightning fast speed, she ran and flipped twice, while shooting two arrows, and both hitting the middle of the bullseye on two targets. She then tied a piece of cloth around her eyes and hit 15 bullseyes in a row. She slipped it off, bowed, dropped the weapon, and left.
Bryce strode in the room, annoyed by the fact he was a part of these Games but hoping he could impress the judges. A bow hung on a rack in front of him; the target was about 5o ft away; the arrows in a jar at his feet. He shrugged, might as well start and show them who's going to win. He started shooting arrows with such amazing accuracy, he thought the judges eyes were going to pop out of their heads. He placed the bow back where he found it, examining the target as he did so. 15 bullseyes, not bad. He waved to the judges as he walked out. "I'm here all week," he mumbled to himself as the doors of the room closed behind him.
Zahra watched as Bryce strode out of the room with such confidence. 'It can't be that bad,' she thought to herself. She also grabbed the bow and some arrows and began to shoot at the target. As fast as she came in, she left. She didn't dare look at the target because she already knew they were all bullseyes.
Ryquer Sutton and drew his sword. He stayed quiet for a moment, hearing a fly buzzing a around, he spotted it in the air and swung his sword. It ripped the fly's wings off and killed it instantly.

((I gave her a 3.5, mostly because some of the judges were intruiged and they though the weaving might be handy lol :p everrrryone is doing bow and arrow!))

((Lol!! XD She can actually use knives extremely well, but just to mess it up I decided not to make her show the judges it... A surprise for the arena :P))


She tried to hold it back as she prepared to sprint around the room. Olinda moved fast, weaving in and out of the dummies as fast as she could.
Then she got to the camoflage and decorated herself in the paints there, trying to make herself blend in with the dummies.
She looked over at the weapons and sighed, she didn't want to kill anything, but maybe if she wanted them to think she stood a chance she shoud use one.
So Olinda picked up a knife and threw it at a dummy. It hit the chest in a stroke of luck.
Happy with herself, she smiled and walked out.
Kael walked into the room, smirking. Piece of cake, he thought as he looked around.
He went over to the swords and picked up a broad-sword, a curved sword and a wicked looking dagger.
Calling three avoxes ((avoci??)) into the room he fought them all at once. He dodged the blows easily and presented them with numerous injuries. One avox fell forwards and Kael smashed the pummel of his sword into the back of his neck where it joins into the skull, paralysing him.
Kael slashed at the second avox, cutting open his abdomen, blood seeping into his shirt at an alarming rate. The avox scrabbled frantically at his shirt, revealing large, gaping holes peppering his torso where Kael had struck him.
Taking advantage of the avox's distress, Kael slashed the sword across his chest, slicing through the avox's hands as though they were butter, and cut through his ribcage, showing the bottom of the avox's heart. Grinning, Kael placed the tip of the sword on the organ and slowly pressed the blade in, killing the avox.
Seeing what had happened to the first avox and then what was happening to the second, the third avox tried to run. Kael laughed mercilessly and threw the dagger at him, catching the avox in the back between the shoulder blades. He fell with a muffled thud, coughing up blood. Kael walked over to him and plucked the dagger from the avox's back. In one swift movement he slit the slave's throat and then plunged the dagger into his chest, watching the light leave his eyes as he died.
Kael threw the broad-sword at a dummy, knocking it back into the wall where it stayed a few feet above the floor, held there by the blade which had pierced through it into the bricks. In quick succession he threw the dagger at the gamemakers so as it would bounce of the force field, and as he planned the act to work, struck the side of a second dummy in what would have been a fatal wound.
Satisfied, Kael plunged the curved sword into the body of the avox at his feet and left.
He went over to the swords and picked up a broad-sword, a curved sword and a wicked looking dagger.
Calling three avoxes ((avoci??)) into the room he fought them all at once. He dodged the blows easily and presented them with numerous injuries. One avox fell forwards and Kael smashed the pummel of his sword into the back of his neck where it joins into the skull, paralysing him.
Kael slashed at the second avox, cutting open his abdomen, blood seeping into his shirt at an alarming rate. The avox scrabbled frantically at his shirt, revealing large, gaping holes peppering his torso where Kael had struck him.
Taking advantage of the avox's distress, Kael slashed the sword across his chest, slicing through the avox's hands as though they were butter, and cut through his ribcage, showing the bottom of the avox's heart. Grinning, Kael placed the tip of the sword on the organ and slowly pressed the blade in, killing the avox.
Seeing what had happened to the first avox and then what was happening to the second, the third avox tried to run. Kael laughed mercilessly and threw the dagger at him, catching the avox in the back between the shoulder blades. He fell with a muffled thud, coughing up blood. Kael walked over to him and plucked the dagger from the avox's back. In one swift movement he slit the slave's throat and then plunged the dagger into his chest, watching the light leave his eyes as he died.
Kael threw the broad-sword at a dummy, knocking it back into the wall where it stayed a few feet above the floor, held there by the blade which had pierced through it into the bricks. In quick succession he threw the dagger at the gamemakers so as it would bounce of the force field, and as he planned the act to work, struck the side of a second dummy in what would have been a fatal wound.
Satisfied, Kael plunged the curved sword into the body of the avox at his feet and left.

Fai peeped around the door then slowly strolled in flashing a shy smile at the judges. The judges, expecting yet another demon child from the districts, relaxed and smiled back.
Oh, if only they knew. Fai sauntered over to the weapons table and he chose a small pistol, it was battered a bit from the previous sessions.
"What are you going to do with that pitiful thing?" one of the game makers exclaimed.
"I'm going to shoot with it of course." Fai replied lightly, his tone laced with a hint of amusement. Fai eyed his targets and lifted his left arm, cocking the gun, he shot 10 in rapid succession, barely pausing to reload. Then he spun the pistol on his finger and shot the electrical box. The lights flicked briefly and went out, a few game makers gasped in fear as the room was cloaked in a smothering darkness. Then there was nothing, only a deadly silence. Suddenly the game makers found they couldn't move their hands or feet... They were pinned some how... The head game maker screamed and the emergency lights flickered on, basking the room in an erie red glow. The game makers were pinned down by throwing daggers, Fai had carefully aimed them so that only their clothes would be secured and not their flesh. The head game maker whimpered pitifully and the others turned to look at her in a daze, still bewildered by their predicament. Fai was crouched behind her, his green eyes glowed much like that of a jungle cat awaiting it's prey to fall into it's trap, which they had. He was tilting her head back ever so slightly and held a blade lightly pressed against her throat. In the wane red light the cold blade glinted like fresh blood. The game maker clenched her fists as sweat gathered on her brow, her eyes were wide with fear and she shivered delicately. Swallowing her fear the best she could, she whispered hoarsely, "G-go... Now..." Fai stood up slowly and tossed the blade on their table. He whistled a strangely cheerful tune as he left room.
((Now Fai is truly nice ^^ don't judge him by this, he just really does not like the game makers. Lol ))
Lag stumbled into the training room, he yawned, flexing his arms behind his head, "Did you have to give me the earliest session?" He mumbled irritated from lack of sleep. "Give me some avoxes to fight or somthin'. I don't feel like knocking around a bunch of random dummies."
Lag scanned the avoxes that walked into the room, there were five of them. "Pft." he snickered, "Too easy." He cracked his knuckles, eyes bright despite the circles under his eyes. "Let's do this." The avoxes tore after him. Lag smiled and stood his ground, asuming his stance. The first reached him and made a weak attempt to grab throat, Lag stopped his hand with ease and twisted him around by the wrist. He flung him to the ground and he slid on the dirt, face first. The avox didn't stir. "Annnnnnd he's out for the count!" Lag said dramatically, spinning around to meet his other foes. The next three tried to attack him at once. Lag leapt straight up into the air and round house kicked two in the face, he felt teeth crunch beneath his feet and he winced, "Sorry!" He pushed off of another's face and slammed his foot into the third one's head. The avox cashed into the opposing wall and collapsed on the ground. Lag landed softly with the grace of a cat. He rubbed his chin as he surveyed the chaos he caused. "One, two, three... Hmm.. Aha! Four! Wait wasn't there....?" He caught sight of a knife rushing toward him through his peripheral vision. He leaned back and dodged the blade. "Tsk. To slow." He grabbed the avox's hand and put him in a choke hold, "Playing dirty are we now?" His lips hovered beside the avox's ear, his voice low and dangerous. "That isn't fair, I have no knife... I think I'll have yours." Lag snatched the knife from the avox's gasp, the avox gasped and trembled with fear. Lag rolled his eyes and kneed the avox in the gut, letting him crumple to the ground. "I'm not going to kill you... Sheesh..." Lag tossed the knife to the ground and kicked it over to the avox, it slid to a stop resting against his arm. Lag gave a half wave to the game makers. "Thanks for nothing! You call that a challenge?" Lag laughed as the door swung shut behind him.
((Ash,
WHY??
Four months!! It took me FOUR MONTHS!! *bangs head on wall* D'X ))
Axel walked, in picked up a sword and two knives he slashed off a few dummy heads stabbed them about four times each, he threw the sword around catching it not missing a beat.he threw the knives perfectly on the heart on each dummy He jumped from each tall thing like he was a dang squirrel.Axel put the weapons back and left with a bow .

((four months for what?))
((long story, Ash should get it though))
(ok whatever....read what my guy did...he is so cool to me)

((I'll do my entree when I have time, I'm in a rush, and I like to be precise and have fun with battle scenes (even tho this is like a semi-battle scene). So when I get back from church I'll be right on it!))

(( LOL I really don't know what 4 months is supposed to mean... I have a hunch though! Please don't bang your head against a wall, I can't exactly take you to a hospital, being on the other side of the world and all... :P ))
I'll post your scores here :)
Hayden Stark-
Arietta Hart- 3.5
Kael- 9.5
Summer Rose-
James Darkwood-
Amora Sparks- 9
Bryce Guyster- 7
Vera Lockheart- 8
Chester See- 8
Zahra Lane- 6.5
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Jessica Futger-
Ryquer Sutton- 7
Launi Christianson-
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Ronnie Turpette-
Beck Crux-
Thalia Tronav- 7
Kieran Armitage
Marianne Noel
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Chrissie Theele
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Olinda Price-