The Reaping [District Three]

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The Reaping [District Three] Jan 1, 2009 11:42:09 GMT -5

Post by Lulu on Jan 1, 2009 11:42:09 GMT -5

Stepping out onto the stage, the Mayor of District Three looked proud to be there. He stumbled a bit on the stairs, but covered up his slip with an exuberant wave to the people of his district.

"It is time," he said as he stood over the impatient people of his District, "To once again honor two of our own children with the opportunity to compete in the Hunger Games." A smile crossed his face. "Let us begin the Reaping!"

[[Roleplaying is allowed in this thread, as long as it is not done excessively. The tributes will be announced soon!]]

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The Reaping [District Three] Jan 1, 2009 13:54:53 GMT -5

Post by gm bourgeois decadence [aya] on Jan 1, 2009 13:54:53 GMT -5

"Ladies first." The sponsor fished around the glass bowl and pulled out a single strip of paper. "Parikay Cynto" They then proceeded to extract a name from the other bowl. This turned out to be the unfortunate Jeremy Fronsco.

Last Edit: Jan 1, 2009 13:55:01 GMT -5 by gm bourgeois decadence [aya]

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The Reaping [District Three] Jan 1, 2009 19:11:18 GMT -5

Post by riddled;; on Jan 1, 2009 19:11:18 GMT -5

[[Emma Kitherson]]
This was my second year in the reapings. So far, so good. I wasn't picked last year and I hoped this year I wouldn't have to either.
My heart leaped from my chest when I saw the sponsor pick upa piece of paper and announced, "Parikay Cynto."
Mentally, I cheered to myself. I wasn't chosen this year! Holding still, I waited for the boy tribute to be picked... He was Jeremy Fronsco. A sly smile krept up to my face as the tributes entered the stage and look out toward the whole audience.

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The Reaping [District Three] Jan 4, 2009 2:28:15 GMT -5

Post by rae on Jan 4, 2009 2:28:15 GMT -5

I nibble on my fingernails as the mentor comes into view. Im in a bright green strapless dress, with silver heels, Compliments to my step mother.. I see the sponsor, digging through the ball full of every girls name in district three within the age limits.. I begin to settle down as i was born for this, i was born for these games, a killing machine brought up by the best mechanic, my father... "Ladies First.." the sponsor begins, with confidence... "Parikay Cynto!" I get a light round of applause. WAIT! me? No. Yes... YES! I silently walk up the stairs with a smile that could only show confidence for my audience, i was born for this.

I hadnt paid attention to the next name being called, my fellow district tribute, until i see his face, which ive seen maybe twice in my life, and that was in Father's company, he was programming his computers... I smirk as i know for a fact this boy will die, by my hands or another trinbute. Jeremy Fronsco...

Last Edit: Jan 4, 2009 2:29:00 GMT -5 by rae

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The Reaping [District Three] Jan 6, 2009 19:57:20 GMT -5

Post by boq on Jan 6, 2009 19:57:20 GMT -5

Boq watched the Reaping on his television in his apartment, which was, he admitted to himself shamefacedly, very cushy.
Both of the tributes were attractive. He wouldn't have to do much in that department; particularly on the girl. Watching them walk up, he noticed their polarizing, their differences in the way of confidence.
I could go with metallic colors, to go with technology. And since they're so different... He took out his sketch book and clicked the record button on the television. Scribbling out a quick sketch, he figured something a bit more in-your-face and flashy for, what was it, Parikay? While something a bit more muted and conservitive for Jeremy.
A slow grin formed on his face as he drew a sparkly, long sleeved, short-skirted dress for Parikay. Some black accessories and it would look absolutely stunning. He figured that sticking with a certain color for each of them would work. Silver for Parikay, bronze or something opposite for Jeremy. And a suit... yeah... a gold suit...
Boq beamed and went straight to work. He had to make them as memorable as possible. For their sakes.

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The Reaping [District Three] Jan 7, 2009 11:51:32 GMT -5

Post by raxes on Jan 7, 2009 11:51:32 GMT -5

I stand on the stage as my tributes are chosen. I know what it takes. I've won, and I can help them win too. The tributes are called, Parikay Cynto and Jeremy Fronsco. The first thing I notice is the confident smile on Parikay's face, I'm going to confront her on that. I want to know what makes her so confident. The boy, I'm not to sure about, he looks, vulnerable. I'm going to have to tell him that that's not okay. He needs to be confident, like Parikay. I have to dig, to find out what they're good at, what they should stay away from. These kids better know how to survive. I hope they know how to hunt and how to use weapons. God, if they waste my time, I swear, I'll...I don't know. But this is time spent that I could be gamblling. I really hope they make this worth it. If I had to pick right now on who I think could win, I would choose Parikay. That confidence is key, if you want sponsors, you're going to have to show them that you KNOW you can win. I shake their hands as they walk on the stage, I murmur "Good luck," So that only they could hear. Let the 54th Hunger Games begin...

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The Reaping [District Three] Jan 7, 2009 20:54:27 GMT -5

Post by rae on Jan 7, 2009 20:54:27 GMT -5

'Wow!' Is all i could say as i approached my spot, I see the last victor, she is gorgeous. I rub my eyes hoping to see some flaw, no scars or anything, this must be wrong, dont victor's usually have scars? None on this girl at all, oh goodness... I hope im not as intimidated when i actually talk to her, like i am right now. Shivers run through me as I take in my fellow distrect threes... Goodbye all! Ill try my hardest to come back... I blow a kiss to Ma and Pa, but they are radiating happiness, Now i have to win, for my name, for my father.