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Here is where you will show the gamemakers your skills. Write at least a paragraph about you showing your skills. Use whatever you need to show the gamemakers you best skills.

London walked into the room. He looked at the gamemakers, drunk as usual.

London grabbed a sword.

"I'd like 15 guys please." he said.

They came in one by one and stood by, waiting for orders.

"Form a circle and attack as you please."

They did as he said. They all charged him at once. London spun with his sword at lightning speed, hitting all of them, they fell.

"Dismissed," he said, smiling.

He had gotten the Gamemakers attention, for now. He grabbed some ropes and tied them to places on the ceiling. He dropped his sword.

"Send in 25, armed and ready," he said, firm and ready himself.

They came in and instead of waiting like last time, they all attacked as soon as they entered, swords in their hands. He guessed that they didn't like being beat. He jumped up and grabbed a rope. He started swinging and hitting, swinging and hitting. In less then 2 minutes they were down on the ground. London jumped down smoothly and laughed.

"Is that all you got?" he said, laughing still.

He jumped up on another rope and climbed all the way up. He maneuvered across the ceiling towards the big elegant chandelier. The candles were burning wildly. He loosened the fixture and jumped down. He then walked to the archery range, took a bow and all the arrows in it and walked back by the chandelier.

He picked up his sword and tied it to one of the arrows. He shot all of the arrows as fast as possible. He then shot the one with the sword on it at the chandelier. The chandelier fell sending glass everywhere and do to the candles there was some smoke coverage. When the smoke cleared it revealed the arrows on the wall, spelling 'I will win'.

London grabbed one of his ropes and swung and swung until he could reach where the Gamemakers were. He stood on the ledge.

"Impressed yet?" he asked.

They just stared at him.

"Good, because I'm done."

He swung back, jumped off, spun, and landed perfectly. He then proceeded to bow, multiple times. Then he left.

He knew they would either love it or they will hate it and give him the lowest score possible.

Aislinn Fairchild, District 7

Aislinn sat, her mind barely registering as each tribute disappeared behind the training room doors. She was more preoccupied with trying to keep her limbs from fidgeting. She was nervous, more nervous than she had ever been in her life, and she had to struggle to keep her face blank. She was waging a war with her emotions, trying to keep them locked up tight. She tried to plan what she would do once she was trapped in the training room, but before she could think of anything, her name was called.

She rose smoothly and walked in, her eyes adjusting to the dim lighting of the training room just as the doors slammed shut behind her. She was determined not to look at the GameMakers, but out of the corner of her eye, she could see that while some were alert, most were concentrating on their pudding with fervent interest. Well, nothing new there. Johanna had warned her it'd be like this.

She took in her surroundings quickly, trying to decide what to do. There were bundles of tangled ropes, bags of Styrofoam, carved game, wind up birds that soared through the air, walls of weapons.

Ash started simply. She grabbed a bow and hit each of the 15 targets dead center. She hoisted up a pile of axes, as she eyed the targets, noticing the height and the distance between each. Sprinting passed the row of targets, she trusted her instincts and timing to judge when to throw an ax. Once she'd passed all the targets, she turned and scanned them quickly. Every single arrow had been split right through it's skinny shaft.

She glanced up briefly at the GameMakers, and saw that most had managed to draw their attention from their pudding and were ogling her handiwork with the axes. She needed to do something even bigger, something more impressive while she had their attention. Her eyes darted around the room, trying to find something that would guarantee a high score. Her eyes landed on the wind up birds, and a plan snapped itself into place in her mind.

She called up to the platform , "Oi! Yeah, you with the pudding! I need some people here. They don't need to be armed. Just quick with their fingers."

Quickly, twenty men and women filed in, eyeing her warily. When she told them to start winding up the birds, the wariness turned to amusement. They think I'm an absolute whack job,Ash thought to herself as she turned her back on them. She walked to a station with piles of cloths and bits of ribbon. She chose a thick, dark piece of duffel and emptied a basket-full of knives and daggers into her hands.

Once she reached the center of the room again, Ash tied the cloth around her eyes in an effective blindfold. Her eyes smothered with intense darkness, she spoke to the people who were winding up the birds. "Throw them in the air, and get out of the way."

Soon, the room was filled with the sound of rusty wings flapping. Judging only by the whistling they made as they flew through the air, she shot each and every one of them through the head. Her knives lodged firmly in the opposite wall, creating a perfect replica of the fearless rune on her district token. (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]

Finally done, she made sure to mold her expression into one of cocky triumph before turning towards the GameMakers. Had it not been for all her years of carefully schooling her features back home, her face might have lost some of its intensity, for every single GameMaker had their eyes fully fixated on her, and the gleam in their eyes made her uneasy. But all she said was, "May I go now? I'm do for a mani-pedi." in her most bored voice. She knew she caught at least a few faces trying to fight a smile as they dismissed her. As soon as the door shut behind her, she sprinted up to her rooms.

Jay Bing District 12

Jay knew she wouldn't have much attention from the Gamemakers, but felt determined to show them what she could do. There were a few tall poles, spaced out differently, and she knew what to do. She climbed up one of the poles effortlessly and made a high whistle to get their attention, then practically flew to the next pole, landing on one of her hands, and then pushing off it to the next one.

She landed lightly on her feet, slid down quickly, and picked up a bow and arrows. She'd had some practice with a bow and knew she could hit a target. She climbed back up the pole and shot arrows rapidly into various dummies, hitting each and everyone in a spot that would kill. She then flipped off the pole, set the bow down, and was dissmissed, then exited to her room.

Luana walked into the Training Centre:

"Luana Paule, District Nine." She said, very loudly, so they knew she meant business.

She called over some wrestling instuctors and told them she wanted to demonstrate her wrestling skills. Luana was grateful that she had been able to put her strength to good use in training, learning to wrestle.

They began, and she could see the Gamemakers watching intently, since she was wrestling a male 16 year old.

When she finally managed to pin him to the ground, she stood up, indicating the match was over, but then walked over to the weapons.

Luana was desperate to show them what she could do, so she was overjoyed that they didn't object to her showing them two skills.

She grabbed a long scythe and some red paint, and began to draw small targets onto different places on multiple dummies. She then began to stab and slice the dummies on the targets, then beheadding each one. When she was finished, one of the Gamemakers spoke up,

"Thank you, Miss Paule, you may go now."

So she did a quick nod and quicky walked out.

Okay guys I'll do the training VERY soon