The Reaping District 1

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The Reaping District 1 Jan 19, 2010 0:00:51 GMT -5

Post by Tori on Jan 19, 2010 0:00:51 GMT -5

Carmel walked on to the stage with a smile on her face. Her first year with District 1. It was all very exciting. District 1 was a winning District, and she knew it would be a good year.

The bowls were waiting for her as she stepped forward, her golden hair sweeping around her face. "Well," she said brightly,"Let's start shall we! And may the odds be ever in your favour!"

Carmel reached into the girl's bowl. She looked at the name and smiled brightly. "Well, this is exciting. Zinnia Yaren!" She sidestepped over to the boys bowl and drew a name. "Oh! And Oz Myrrh!"

((You may RP your character seeing the reaping/being picked. RPing will continue for 3 days, and then we will move on.))

Last Edit: Jan 23, 2010 10:31:01 GMT -5 by Tori

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The Reaping District 1 Jan 19, 2010 2:25:05 GMT -5

Post by Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy] on Jan 19, 2010 2:25:05 GMT -5

Zinnia Yaren never took the Reaping seriously. As a small child, she used to clap for the teenagers that walked up onto that stage, thinking that they were getting honored somehow, maybe even getting an award. When she was about 10 years old, her mother had the heart to tell her that the Reaping wasn't a happy event, that it would be impolite to clap, unless the people on that stage were trusted Careers who everyone cheered for. She was taught that if the person on that stage wasn't a Career and seemed weak, that she shouldn't clap. It would be about the same as clapping happily at a funeral, where everyone just wanted to sit and grieve over their lost loved one.

Rolling her eyes at the announcer and looking down at her ugly, old shoes, her mind went blank for a half a second as she blocked out the noise of the announcer's voice. The woman was new to District 1, and her name was apparently Carmel. When hearing this, Zinnia smiled for the first time in a while, wondering who the hell gave the woman that silly name. The woman was over-excited and her smile was a mile wide, but her cheery mood did nothing to improve Zinnia's own thoughts.

As Carmel stepped towards the girl's bowl, Zinnia lifted her fake brown gaze up towards the stage and paid attention. Absentmindedly, she crossed her fingers for luck, not really expecting her own name to be called. She felt that maybe her horrible bad luck was over, maybe her life would start improving. Right then, she actually believed that everything could be okay again. There would be no more pain, no more loss, and maybe there would even be a little more happiness.

Every small hope and dream that crossed her mind in that small fraction of a second came crashing down on her as she heard her own name called. She froze for a moment, taking slow, deep breaths as the news sunk in. Apparently she still had some bad luck left.

She was going to die.

I should have seen this coming.. she thought to herself as she walked onto the stage. She had lost everything else in her life, her mother, then her father, then her only friend.. she should have guessed that her next loss would be her own life.

When that thought hit her, Zinnia actually smiled as she stood there. I have nothing to lose.. To her, it was a positive thing. In her mind, it meant that there was no reason to act respectable, no reason to act nice. Inside of her twisted mind, she decided silently to herself that this opportunity would be fun. If she was going to die, she was going to be remembered as somebody. Not just a piece of trash that sat on the curb every day.

Realizing that she had to walk up to the stage, she brushed herself off and headed towards the announcer with the odd name and shook her hand. Standing up on that stage, in front of all of District 1, she was so unlike everyone else. With ratty clothing, a dirty face, and tangled hair, she didn't belong in the richest of the Districts. Compared to the Careers that so enviously watched from the ground, she was weak and breakable. Compared to anyone she was weak and breakable.

The crowd was silent, looking at her. To them, she was the homeless girl that would never amount to anything. To them, she was complete dirt. Except, she was used to that.

When not one person clapped, Zinnia raised her eyebrows at them, lifted her thin, weak arms high into the air, and clapped as loudly as she possibly could, for herself.

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Last Edit: Apr 16, 2011 9:54:26 GMT -5 by Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy]

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The Reaping District 1 Jan 19, 2010 6:33:30 GMT -5

Post by Tori on Jan 19, 2010 6:33:30 GMT -5

Derek:

I stood in the group of 17 year old boys. I shouldn't have been worrying, since it was rather unlikely for my name to get picked, but I was nevertheless. My palms were sweaty and my hair was a mess,but I didn't bother to fix it.

Our escort who jumped onto the stage seemed overly bright, and way to excited. Carmel? Some people have such strange names. I shook my head as she reached for a name in the girl's bowl. "Zinnia Yaren!" she called excited.

I didn't pay much notice to everyone one's reaction, and I didn't try to find the girl who got picked. I was consentrating on the getting ready to hear the boy's name. We were one step closer to hearing it. And it could be me. It must likely won't, but it could be.

The girl who walks on stage is skinny, gaunt and dirty looking. Her hair is tangly and messy and she's way to overly proud. But then I realize her name did sound familiar. Because I know this girl. I tried to help her on the street once. She seemed for frail and weak then. Here she is now, in front of everyone in the district, holding her own. You can see her strentgh on her face, and way she holds herself. She may not look like much, but she'll go down fighting.

After she met with the escort, Zinnia looked back at us all. She did something completely unexpected. Zinnia raised her hands high and... started clapping? For herself, too. I looked around everyone seemed confused by the action, some looked like they could care less about what the hell she did, but absolutely no one clapped.

Did no one care? This girl was going to die in a few days. Did I care? I did! I looked back on stage, Zinnina seemed to slow down her clapping, and she seemed to be a little confused as to what to do next. I looked at everyone in our district.How they were dressed, how healthy they looked, at their hair. And then I looked back at Zinnia, she was none of these. She was surely going to die.

Shouldn't her last few days make her feel wonderful? I knew it wasn't going to do anything, but I had to try. And I raised my hands, and started clapping. For the small girl on stage. For the girl who looking broken and fragile. For Zinnina Yaren.

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The Reaping District 1 Jan 19, 2010 21:42:36 GMT -5

Post by inFamousL on Jan 19, 2010 21:42:36 GMT -5

Oz:

As Oz was walking tot he reaping, he had a thought... what if I'm picked? He didn't want to be picked. He was a short kid who nobody seemed to like. So he was going to probably die! He didn't wish to go, but he tried to skip out. The Peacekeepers got him before he could make a break for it. The carried him by the armpits and threw him in the middle of the crowd.

Oz crawled to the fourteen year old boys section and heard the woman at the front yell out "Zinnia Yaren!". Of course, Oz had never really heard of this girl. But he pitied her. He shook his head as she walked up the stage. Anybody who was going to the Hunger Games was most unfortunate. Oz was sort of like that.

Ever since he was little, he had liked to make things by using other things. He eventually learned how to harden powdered rock to make a sword. But nobody was ever interested in him. He was also accelerated. He had skipped many grades, and he was at the top of his class. But nobody liked him.

He decided to not pay attention to these things long ago. He turned his attention to the girl who was apparently named Zinnia. Now that he thought of it, he thought it was a pretty name. Zinnia... it had a nice ring to it. But he was then puzzled when she started clapping... FOR HERSELF! He sort of did a silent gasp when she did this. So out of the ordinary.

When the woman up front reached into the little bowl, he didn't expect the next moment... "Oh! And Oz Myrrh!". His heart stopped all together. Everybody seemed confused. He fell on his knees... He was now scared out of his mind!

Damn it! he thought in his head, Why me! When there are so many others! Oz was picked up by the Peacekeepers and they forced him to walk on the stage. He took his time climbing the stares.

He took his pocket watch out of his red coat and looked at it. He stopped climbing and opened it. The little music box started playing and Oz was ready to burst into tears. He hadn't wished for this to happen. He never wanted this to happen... But he was being forced to. He got up and looked at the audience, begging for somebody to take his place. But nobody dared to do so.

He sat down next to Zinnia and waited. He gripped his pants and looked down.

Damn it!

Last Edit: Jan 22, 2010 20:56:18 GMT -5 by inFamousL

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The Reaping District 1 Jan 19, 2010 23:15:32 GMT -5

Post by masterred999 on Jan 19, 2010 23:15:32 GMT -5

Alicia Reyes:

Alicia came with Derek and Edward. She kept on thinking to herself. Will I get picked? Will I die? Then they started and picked out a name out of the girl bowl. "Zinnia Yaren"! said the mayor. Well, atleast is wasn't me.... Then comes the boy bowl. Edward and Derek started to feel a bit shaken. I came up to Edward and said,"You, won't get picked, trust me". Then came the boys name that held me to the ground. "Edward Elric"! said the mayor. I felt silence, then I looked at Edward. He was pale now and looked at me and nodded and walked up the stage. Derek sighed in relief, but I knew that Edward would probably die, his chances were 1/24 and also... who would help me with my Achlemy?!

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The Reaping District 1 Jan 20, 2010 21:47:39 GMT -5

Post by A Toa's Friend (atoafriend) on Jan 20, 2010 21:47:39 GMT -5

Kolvalk:::

We'd grown up together our whole lives. I knew this was going to be hard, but I had to try. He was one of the few pieces of my sparodic life I could stand on completely. Solid ground.
The Peacekeepers were already there, but I had already made up my mind.
"Ed!" I called out, fighting past the the guards blocking me. A few martial moves and they were at bay as I made my way up to the podium where Ed was. I towered over him, but height didn't matter now. Not when the Peacekeepers were already whipping out weapons.
"Ed, you gotta fight," I said, gripping his shoulders. "You GOTTA fight! Make it out alive, 'kay?" The guards were at my heels. "Use your strength. Use all those chemistry classes you took!" I was being dragged away by the guards, and I knew the camera's were watching.
"AND STAND YOUR GROUND!"

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inFamousL Career Tribute [M:-1300] 528 POSTS last seen Feb 7, 2019 22:44:47 GMT -5 One day, will this be over?	The Reaping District 1 Jan 22, 2010 15:41:11 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by inFamousL on Jan 22, 2010 15:41:11 GMT -5 I had to changee his name to Oz Myrrh!

Gorim Retired Staff [M:-5100] 1,262 POSTS last seen Oct 7, 2014 22:04:52 GMT -5	The Reaping District 1 Jan 22, 2010 20:14:19 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Gorim on Jan 22, 2010 20:14:19 GMT -5 No, you didn't "have to". Don't lie. Now change his name in this before I smack you with a pool noodle.

inFamousL Career Tribute [M:-1300] 528 POSTS last seen Feb 7, 2019 22:44:47 GMT -5 One day, will this be over?	The Reaping District 1 Jan 22, 2010 20:52:44 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by inFamousL on Jan 22, 2010 20:52:44 GMT -5 I did, I did!

Tori Retired Staff 1,071 POSTS last seen May 7, 2013 21:56:19 GMT -5 Pigfarts, Pigfarts, yum, yum, yum.	The Reaping District 1 Jan 22, 2010 21:40:13 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Tori on Jan 22, 2010 21:40:13 GMT -5 -chuckles- Oh, Gory..
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inFamousL Career Tribute [M:-1300] 528 POSTS last seen Feb 7, 2019 22:44:47 GMT -5 One day, will this be over?	The Reaping District 1 Jan 22, 2010 21:41:52 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by inFamousL on Jan 22, 2010 21:41:52 GMT -5 Er, you have to change me name in zee the tributes list please...