The Reaping [D5]

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The Reaping [D5] May 22, 2010 9:47:07 GMT -5

Post by Lulu on May 22, 2010 9:47:07 GMT -5

The mayor of District Five stepped out onto the stage, a smile plastered across his face as he stared into the cameras that surrounded the stage. It was time once again to choose two children to compete in the Hunger Games, and it was his job to do so.

"It is time," he said as he stood over the impatient people of his District, "To once again send two of our own children to the Capitol to compete in the Hunger Games. Let us begin the Reaping!"

He did not look to see the reaction of his district before reaching into the glass ball that held the names of the female children. "Ladies first," he announced, pulling out a slip of paper. He unfolded it and read out to the crowd, "Nilly Harrison!" He then reached into the other ball. "Semper Capone!"

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The Reaping [D5] May 22, 2010 10:43:01 GMT -5

Post by cinder on May 22, 2010 10:43:01 GMT -5

I'm posting, then Tori, then volunteers. Do not post before Tori/me please.

Sabrina Harrison was relieved that she was no longer crammed into the pen of teenagers For one, it had always been a smelly, smelly pen--with animal and human odors, and for two she would never be in the Hunger Games unless suddenly the rules were changed which she highly doubted, considering the Capitol loved their own rules and games they played with their slaves, the people of Panem. Well, there was a tiny pull of heartache because Nilly Harrison, her younger sister, was still in there, and now Sabs could do nothing to help her if she was ever chosen.

It was a dumb thought though, Nilly didn't sign up for extra food, or do anything to provoke a fixed Reaping so the odds were with the Harrison family. Nilly would not be the third of the four Harrison's to fall. Sabrina hoped she would die first, although not of that cancerous disease living inside of her right now. Right now, the mayor was reading names off of a card and Sabrina was not paying attention. She was thinking of home, of all the chores and the dinner she would cook her not-dead-yet sister when the name Harrison entered her mind.

That voice, who had called out the family name, Sabrina Fallon thought to herself and looked around for the caller until finally he spoke again, calling out another name. A boys name. For a moment, Sabrina was confused, she was not Reap-able anymore, too old, so why were they acting like she was still a child, trapped with her little sister? Sabrina scanned the crowd for Nilly, still in shock, and saw her baby sister walking up to her death.

"No, no, no, no, no!" Her voice rose every time she uttered that one word until finally not just the people around her, but what seemed like the whole District was listening to her cries of pain, silent. "Nilly! My baby! Sister! God help her, somebody help her she can't die! I'll go in for her, make an exception you god-awful people! Nilly! Don't die, honey! Come here, don't go on that stage. Death! Nobody let her! Somebody help me! Somebody!" Only a sudden coughing fit stopped her from yelling anymore. Sabrina had pushed herself to the front of the adult crowd, she was on her knees now coughing her inners out as snot and blood and tears ran down her face. Her eyes pleaded with every person she saw, willing them to volunteer to take the place of her sister. She had cooked breakfast for that girl earlier this morning. She could not, should not, would not die. So young. "I hate you all!!!" she yelled hoarsely as Nilly stepped onto the stage, pausing for a moment as though she sensed somebody was going to summon up the courage to take her place...

Last Edit: May 22, 2010 10:58:48 GMT -5 by cinder

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The Reaping [D5] May 22, 2010 11:17:09 GMT -5

Post by Tori on May 22, 2010 11:17:09 GMT -5

This morning Nilly had given Sabrina a hug goodbye. She knew she would she her again after the reaping was over because there was no way Sabs could be picked for the reaping. She was too old. Nilly found her way to the roped off area for the sixteen year olds and forced her way in. She looked around her noticing a few of the faces and wondering if any of them would be picked. Nilly didn't have many friends, so she wasn't worried that any of them would be picked.

As the hand reached into the jar containing the girl's names, Nilly looked around for Sabs to give her a reassuring smile. Nilly didn't smile often, but she knew Sabs would be needing this. She never had a chance to find her sister as it was her name that rang out in the air. Nilly looked back to the stage, making sure she had heard the right name. She had never even considered it would be her to be picked. Never. The first step was the hardest. Nilly was fighting reality. This was not happening.

The second step was easier, but only because that same sense of hopelessness was taking over. The same she felt whenever she thought of the disappearance of her parents, or the thought of losing her sister. That's when the tears hit. Losing her sister. That's what was happening now. She had losing Sabs. "No!" Nilly turned around. Sabrina was pushing people out of the way and screaming loudly. Tears were literally pouring out of her eyes and Nilly started crying more at the site of her.

Nilly mounted the stage as Sabrina screamed at the people in the district. The screams suddenly stopped, and Nilly looked over to find Sabrina on her knees coughing. She was a wreck. And what was that? Blood? The tears ceased flowing as Nilly looked down at her broken sister who she knew would volunteer if she could. Nilly knew something was also wrong. She looked at her sister in horror and in pain. One does not cough up blood because they are upset. Something is wrong with Sabs. And now Nilly, was leaving her forever. Before she made it to the podium she looked back out to the silent crowd in the district, begging with her eyes. Nilly wanted to return home. "Please." she whispered, but no one could hear it over her crying.

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The Reaping [D5] May 22, 2010 12:17:39 GMT -5

Post by sunnyian on May 22, 2010 12:17:39 GMT -5

Cherry Grace

The scene that is happening up on stage is so terrible. I can hardly bear to see the blood coming from the women. Something is wrong with her, and she must really care for the girl who got reaped. The suggestion that I volunteer to take her place comes to mind. I've always wanted to be remembered, but not exactly as the tribute who gets murdered in the Hunger Games. I know what I have to do. Although people care about me and love me in this district, my hand shoots up to take the girls place.

"I volunteer" I say as I walk through the crowd to the wooden stage. My eyes catch a glimpse of my father, his face in total shock. All the faces of my friends flash through my mind. The memories of my childhood, my mother, and the time I spend in the forest play like a movie in my head. Each step I take towards the stage brings more and more regret. It's to late to back down; I am unstoppable.

After walking for what seems like miles, I finally reach the stage. Relief floods the face of the girl I have taken place with. I shake hands with the mayor, and stand straight facing the crowd. "I am Cherry Grace, and I volunteer as the female tribute for District 5."

Last Edit: May 22, 2010 12:35:22 GMT -5 by sunnyian

In memory of Cherry Grace. "I am Cherry Grace, and I am unstoppable."

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The Reaping [D5] May 22, 2010 12:49:28 GMT -5

Post by Tori on May 22, 2010 12:49:28 GMT -5

"I volunteer." Silence onced more erupts from the crowd, as the small voice calls up. Nilly doesn't recognise the girl, but she has answered her silent pleads. She had saved Nilly's life and already, she owed her everything. Nilly could hear Sabs had stopped screaming, and she wondered how she felt about this. The girl started making her way up to where Nilly was standing on stage. As she came up the stairs, she stopped a moment and they locked eyes. Nilly tried to convey everything she wanted to say through that one glance.

Nilly was still crying, but of happiness now. This girl has saved her life, but she still don't know her name. She took the girl's hand and squeezed it. "Thank you." Those words were more emotional than anything she had ever said before. Nilly ran off satge as fast as she could, and straight towards her sister on the ground. Her arms wrapped around Sabs and they silently sobbed. Nilly wiped the blood from Sabs face, and they held each other. "I am Cherry Grace, and I volunteer as the female tribute for District 5." Cherry grace. "Thank you."

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The Reaping [D5] May 22, 2010 17:36:53 GMT -5

Post by semper on May 22, 2010 17:36:53 GMT -5

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Those exact words were running through Semper's head as he made his way into the pen with the other sixteen year olds. He had been within those ropes quite a few times, and each time a name was called, he had never really known anyone that stepped up onto the stage. Most of them never came back -- except in a body bag, of course. The cries of their loved ones were the most horrid sounds he had ever heard in his entire life. Even though he didn't know any of the past Tributes from District 5, it had still made his heart ache whenever he watched them being slaughtered on the fuzzy television back at their old farm house.

The half-blind boy turned his gaze out to the other pens, not sure where his younger sisters were; and when he tried to find his other brothers among the crowd of older people, he couldn't spot them. 'Ah, well. It ain't like I'll have t' say goodbye, or anythin' to 'em... I'll go find 'em afterwards...' The boy gave a slight nod as though to confirm his thoughts, turning his attention back to the stage where the mayor was. He watched as he reached into the girls' basket, pulling out a name.

"Nilly Harrison!"

Having never heard the name before, he tried looking for whoever the girl was, though it didn't take long before the mournful screams of another lady reached his ears. Almost instantly Semper's heart went out to the lady, a depressed feeling sweeping over him.

"Poor lady..."

He murmured to himself, watching as she fell to her knees, begging and pleading. He then saw whom he assumed to be Nilly going up onto the stage, her face holding a sad look that he had seen on so many other Tributes.

"I am Cherry Grace, and I volunteer as the female tribute for District 5."

This caught Semper by surprise. Someone was actually volunteering to go to the Hunger Games? As absurd as he thought it was, deep down he was glad that the other girl stepped up. Now Nilly and the lady wouldn't be separated --

"Semper Capone!"

Semper froze dead where he was. 'D-did.... did they really....?' He thought, a cold shiver running down his spine. The boy couldn't find the will to move until someone from behind shoved him forward towards the stage. His legs felt like rubber underneath him as he shakily made his way through the crowd, remaining silent. Everything around him seemed to become so vivid and unnatural -- words of others slurred together, his own racing heartbeat drumming in his head, and the thought of his brothers and sisters entering his mind. What were they doing? Were they as upset as that lady had been? These questions left unanswered as Semper hesitantly went up the steps of the stage, feeling dizzy. He was headed to his death, and there was nothing he could do about it.

'Maybe someone'll volunteer -- no! I ain't gonna let no one take my place. I ain't gonna let anyone die in my place.'

The sudden surge of determination steeled his will, giving him a grasp on reality, though he was still scared out of his mind. 'I won't be able t' sleep at night anyway knowin' that there's someone else out there fightin' in m' place.' Closing his eyes briefly and taking in a deep breath, he opened them, looking out at the crowd. He accepted the burden of the Games -- either he would win this thing, or at least go down trying.

He just hoped he'd have the courage and wits to survive for some time.

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The Reaping [D5] May 25, 2010 23:28:55 GMT -5

Post by -xXInverted FlyingJennyXx- on May 25, 2010 23:28:55 GMT -5

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I'm relieved--if I ever got Reaped, I don't know how I'd communicate. It's hard enough in this District as it is. I'm a little worried for this girl, Cherry, though. She was the one who helped me name Mercutio. A nice enough girl, she is. I hope she survives.

I clench my fists and hope with all my might that none of my brothers--yes, brothers, even if it's not by blood or official document--would get Reaped. I squeeze my eyes shut...

"Semper Capone!" That doesn't sound like Will or Chris or Ryan. Thank God. Such a selfish, ugly thought. I'm sure this boy heading up to the stage right now, Semper, has people he cares for and people who care for him, too. I wonder if he has a sister. I wonder what she's thinking.

I don't know this kid. He has blond hair, like Will, and these startling green--I think--eyes. The Reaping continues, and the enthusiastic mayor and person in charge of our District for the Games congratulate the two frightened teens standing up on stage.

"Cherry!" It's Will's voice, calling for me. I turn toward his direction and give a small wave, a relieved smile on my lips. He smiles back, looking relieved as well. Only three Reapings more to survive.

I skim the crowd, but I can't find Ryan or Christian, or even Myrrh. This was Ryan's last Reaping, so he's safe. Chris just suffered through his first. Myrrh still has a few years to wait before she even enters.

I sigh once more, relieved that my family--the one thing I can hold onto now--is safe. I shall follow Cherry Grace into these Games, though, and hope with all my might that she'll come back, safe and sound, victorious.

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The Reaping [D5] Jun 5, 2010 10:07:53 GMT -5

Post by peanutpie on Jun 5, 2010 10:07:53 GMT -5

The square was hot, and as usual I was in the middle of the pack, the middle of everyone. But, still, my friend Lillywhite, who's family oddly was florists, put her hands up in a way that said "YOUR SOO NOT GOING TO BE DRAWN." I guess, In a way, it's optimistic, but in others, not so much. My loving parents actually wanted me to fight, probably because the nightengales were scared by me. But, as a optmisim, they hadn't forced me to take tessere, and I was glad about even that mere fact. So, my name was in the large glass box with yellow fluttering papers about four times. I tapped my fingers on my dress, a newly made yellow cotton shift paired with a flying white scarf. The mayor, a man who was uptight and rigid, gave the glass box to Jeanie and Bob Harkness, who were the pair that took us up. They had a capital look, and the annoying accent. They both had wigs the color of tourquise beads, detailing on their arms, no coats, only obnoxious purple body suits with oversized sweaters the color of mucus and platform shoes. Jeanie opened the box, stuck her hand into it, shuffled it around and finally pulled out a yellow slip of paper "NILLY HARRISON." Ok, good. I had heard the name before, just never talked to or about the person. She was younger, maybe twelve or thirteen, and had won the spelling bee last year. Thats all I knew of her, that was almost relieving. One girl was smaller, walking up to the stage, her big sister screaming in rage and dissapointment. The girl had white blonde hair and alien like green eyes. I just dismissed this, and watched the stage for Bob to pull out the boys slip of paper. With no warning, Bob whipped the microphone out of Jeanies hand and said "SEMPER CAPONE" Oh fabulous. The kid I had known growing up, the kid who was considered my "Perfect match." By my friends at sleepovers was going to die. DIE. Well, those match thingys probably didn't work, because, of course, it was a piece of plastic, and Penguina, ALWAYS got matched up with Haylen Graces, a complete social wierdo.