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flame {marauders day 1} Feb 23, 2023 23:24:06 GMT -5

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Post by 10th retro gm | paxton hayes on Feb 23, 2023 23:24:06 GMT -5

Part of living is exploring and becoming aware of his surroundings, yet Maverick doesn't know his right from his left at the moment. Everywhere he turns, a new reality seems to set in. Only this one comes in what feels like a thousand sounds. The stream is calm, and hearing the water makes him feel at home, but it isn't the same. No waves are crashing down on the sandy shores around him. People are shouting for joy as their boards glide across the waves. It's not like home, however, it gives him some calm he needs in this moment.

Even as the clouds swirl above, Maverick can't help but feel drawn to the water. All he wants is to take off his shoes and wade through the stream without a care in the world. It's hard knowing what may happen though. It's hard knowing that everything can come crashing down around him in the blink of an eye. Sitting at home would make this so much easier, but that chance was taken away by one quick and silly motion. A heavy sigh leaves his chest. It's too late to change the past, but now the only thing possible is to make the best of this situation.

The only option is to make it out of here alive, yet Maverick knows that fighting with twenty-three others will make this more difficult than he ever imagined possible.

At least I'm not alone yet.

It's not what he needs, but having some sort of alliance will bring a better chance of success until it's time to burn everything to the ground.

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Last Edit: Feb 24, 2023 17:10:50 GMT -5 by 10th retro gm | paxton hayes

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flame {marauders day 1} Feb 24, 2023 17:59:23 GMT -5

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Post by Benson Sharpe D3M [Tom] on Feb 24, 2023 17:59:23 GMT -5

The small feeling of the stream moving past his feet is an easy calm in the arena. Peaceful by all means before whatever storm the Capitol makes for them after the non-bloody bloodbath. His comment clearly hadn't helped anyone else get into action. The stream is a calming normal for the moment. His hand gently cups the water to let himself feel the soothing water against his hand. Water had always called to him as a kid. Not being from Four, he'd always wanted to see the ocean poets and writers wrote about. Except, he was from One and all they knew were glamor and pristine jewels. Things that weren't worth enough in his eyes. All he wanted to see was the sea, but alas he never got the chance. He'll have to go once his crown is won.

The clouds swirl in a different way than the ones before. No lighting crackling into a mane of horses galloping through clouds. Crackling with the wind as they climb up higher onto the mountain the distance, but mist blocks the path forward as he bites down the feeling and focuses on the stream itself. Maverick is there collecting the objects he's collected himself. A small feeling of intrigue as Dyno keeps his eyes firmly on the guy before he breaks the silence with his own words. "Earlier, there were mutts on the mountain side. Seemed dangerous, but stayed away from here." It's simple enough to start with his own knowledge of what he had seen. "Seemed like they were heading upwards." Pointing towards the mountain in the distance, he focuses back on the water.

Dyno Moreno would be the one to make it out of there. Despite his desire to have an alliance that's strong, he knew he had to be better than them. No attachments to them. It'd make the entirety of his games easier, but it's easy to watch Four by the water.

Success was getting closer, but he needed to stay on his game.

Not all plans go perfectly, but he swore his would.

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flame {marauders day 1} Feb 24, 2023 19:47:44 GMT -5

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Post by Arrows on Feb 24, 2023 19:47:44 GMT -5

"Fucking hell." They were gone again, all three of them off in different directions. How many times is this going to happen? Don't they realize that they are inside an arena full of teenagers, creatures, and their own self doubts that's literally trying to murder them? Well, Duke shuffles his weight awkwardly, maybe the last one is just him. But his point is still valid. No, actually, it's super fucking valid and smart and should be listened to like he knows what he's talking about BUT none of that matters cause they are already gone and he is alone again.

His eyes look down at the blade in his hands. How is he even supposed to hold this? The sword is thin and entirely unlike any kind of knife he's held before. Thrusting out forward, he pretends to stab the air in front of him. It feels wrong. Instead, he tries slashing out at some of the growing plants in the field. The blade catches on either a pebble or the ground and suddenly he's wrenched forward back into the mud like he was at the bloodbath. "I'm done. End me."

Picking himself up off of the ground and yanking the sword free, Duke decides it's time to give up and just start walking towards the stream they are supposed to meet at. See the catch is, he has no idea where along this stream he's even supposed to meet them. Attention to details seems to be spectacularly lacking in the plans so far, but who is he to complain? He is literally a twink the size of a toothpick that could be snapped in half by a stray gust of wind. The regret comes biting back up his throat: he chose this, he said those words.

To the credit of the GameMakers, the stream is stunning. True to a dream's design, the cerulean waters caress the earth in slow rolling ripples. The sight must surely be enough to make some people instantly feel a sense of exhalation. Duke is not one of those people.

"Oh hell no." He mutters immediately walking as far away from the edge of the water as possible. Aquaphobia has always been an issue for him. Baths? Absolutely not. Showers? Manageable if they are short. Streams, lakes, and oceans? =HARD PASSES. All it takes is HALF an inch of water to kill you. As far as he's concerned that's all the validation he needs.

"Seemed like they were heading upwards." Thank Ripred.

Rounding a small bend in the stream, Duke finally comes across Mav and Dyno. At least most of them are here now and not just aimlessly wandering the unknown areas of the arena. "Okay, I'll give credit to the successful surveillance you were able to achieve, but-" Duke stops briefly as he very intentionally repositions himself between Dyno and the water, "can I propose maybe we stop splitting up? Especially since the likelihood of tribute encounters is exponetially higher today as we were all just released into the same exact area?"

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flame {marauders day 1} Feb 24, 2023 21:24:05 GMT -5

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Post by Malachor Erso D2 (Cato) on Feb 24, 2023 21:24:05 GMT -5

Sometimes I wonder why I'm even here. I spent a really long time training for this, and I always imagined I would be here when I turned eighteen, but now I'm here, and while I still wanted to wait a year before my time came, Ripred had other plans. Now, I'm standing here looking at everything wondering if my ideas of the hunger games were ever worth it. I watch the boys as they venture along the shallow waters, and I want to join them because being from district four makes me wonder if it's even worth it at all. It's so peaceful, and it terrifies me. I don't know if it's worth it anyway, but I care about them, and I want to keep them in my sight for as long as I possibly can before I have to turn on them.

I didn't come here to make friends, but I'm glad that I find myself working closely with Mav. He's from home. He reminds me of life back in district four. He's a surfer. I've watched him on the waves when I spent a few minutes wading in ankle deep water. It's almost like he's at home here. Maybe it's a bad thing. Maybe it's not. It's not up to me anymore. All I can do is try to keep myself calm, and not focus on him or anyone else. I need to focus on me.

I take a deep breath, and I lay all my stuff down on the ground. I want to go through it all to make sure that I'm capable of grabbing what I need to first. I've already grabbed a few items myself. I look around and see Mav and Dyno talking, and I wonder what they're discussing with one another. It's hard not to imagine they're getting close to one another, though, and I can't have that. But for now, I stay far away and look at the mountains where Dynon pointed, then I turn back to my items that's scattered about. I throw as much as I can in my bag, and then I grab the spear and hold it tightly in my hands. It's not a trident, but it's close enough. I'll make do because I have to. "Good plan, Duke. Fucking sick of spending every waking moment trying to find you guys."

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flame {marauders day 1} Feb 24, 2023 22:38:55 GMT -5

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Post by 10th retro gm | paxton hayes on Feb 24, 2023 22:38:55 GMT -5

Life is tough, and it's something Maverick has learned to accept. Ever since his father ran away, the only thing on his mind is giving his family the life they deserve no matter what that means for himself. Taking on the role of a father figure was hard, all his teenage years were wiped away, and now he stands here looking at a way to bring a life to his family that they deserve. It's going to come with a price, and there isn't any guarantee it'll even work out. Winning is the only way to give them what they need, it's the only way to bring home any sort of money to them, but volunteering wasn't for them. Staying home with them is far more important than trying to create a name for himself, yet it eats at him knowing his family is suffering alone without anyone to even care.

A single tear runs down his cheek as he lays his stuff on the ground and starts looking through it all. It's easy, simple, to figure out what the world wants from him. Everyone in Panem wants a good show, yet Mav isn't an actor. He's just a kid from district four wanting to live his best life despite throwing himself into harms way with a death sentence hanging over his head. It's a lot easier said than done. People don't have to understand, no, but as long as his reasons are his own nothing can stand in his way.

Dyno speaks, and Maverick feels bad because he had no idea his ally was nearby. All he was doing was standing in the water just trying to take it all in. This is how someone will kill him. He simply puts on a smile and reminds himself to pay more attention. Getting lost for even a moment can make everything come crashing down around him. Mutts are scary things, and they often control so much of the arena, and yet Maverick is grateful he hasn't seen any so far. It's all a dream though, a false realty of a life that may once become his own.

"Have to make sure to keep our eyes open then." He says keeping his voice calm. "I'm sure they'll venture down towards us soon enough though." Maverick looks around and looks at the mountains, and it nearly makes him cry again. The beauty is more than he ever could've imagined. "I wish I could find this beautiful scenery outside of here, you know, before I decided to enter the games."

It's not long that he hears Duke and Rene talking about being careful splitting up, and that they should all stick together, but right now the only thing Maverick cares about is himself. Wandering away alone can be fun as it gives him a chance to explore. For now, he'll do what he can to keep his wandering to a minimum.

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