The Reaping [D12]

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The Reaping [D12] May 22, 2010 10:21:23 GMT -5

Post by Lulu on May 22, 2010 10:21:23 GMT -5

The mayor of District Twelve 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, "Aranica!" He then reached into the other ball. "Hendos Vector!"

OOC- RPing is allowed. If you wish to volunteer, let the tribute post first either accepting or stepping down from their place for volunteers, and then post. FIRST COME, FIRST SERVED.

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The Reaping [D12] May 23, 2010 0:27:54 GMT -5

Post by WT on May 23, 2010 0:27:54 GMT -5

The Reaping was always the same.

This was not a true statement, Aranica knew, for the tributes or the families. For them, there would always be one Reaping (or maybe more, if they were very unlucky) that was very different from the rest. They would remember it forever, even if they never spoke of it- in their nightmares, if nothing else.

Her, though? She came to watch. She hid from the openness of the square by surrounding herself with the crowd, or on rainy days she plastered herself to the wall of a building so she could use the awning to keep the clouds’ projectiles away. She cried for the people who were chosen, and for the people who were left behind, but there was nothing she could do about it. She could not volunteer, for the same reason she was never afraid for herself: she was too young.

The faces changed, but the rest remained the same.

There were no clouds today, which was a bright spot in a very sad day. Ara was out in the crowd, but she wasn’t really mingling; occasionally she said hi to someone or had a brief conversation, but most people were too caught up in worry and fear to really converse. She had been talking to the rock she was holding, but she had stopped now so she could pay attention, because the mayor was pulling out the first name.

She screwed her eyes shut, hoping that the two would be people who had a chance.

“Aranica.”

She nearly dropped the rock.

She was twelve. She was eligible. How has she forgotten that?

Slowly, so dazed that she didn’t even catch the second tribute’s name, Ara began moving forward. Her steps wavered at first, but some stranger’s supporting hands helped stabilize her, and she made it to the stage somehow. Still holding her rock, who seemed just as confused as she was shocked, she found her place next to the mayor and stood there.

She should say something- accept, or ask for volunteers. What, though? There would be no volunteers, she knew that. Ara was an optimist, but she wasn’t dumb. District 12 tributes almost always died, and she had heard of few people willing to volunteer for that, let alone actually seen them.

Anyway, even if there were volunteers, they weren’t getting in. She wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight, or any night in the future, knowing that she had sent someone else to die in her place. Besides, she had nearly died before, when she pulled that boy from the rockslide, and that had taught her something; she was afraid of death, deathly afraid of it, but she was willing to put that fear aside if it meant protecting someone else. Most people were like that, she had noticed, in that they were willing to make sacrifices for the ones they loved- and she loved everyone and everything in this District, because that was just who she was.

So it was with a steady heart (never mind her shaking hands) that Aranica faced her mayor and her people with as much dignity as she could muster. She clutched her rock close to her chest for support and smiled brightly. She would not go off this stage in tears; if she couldn’t be a symbol of hope, she could at least be one of sanguinity. “My name is Aranica Petros, and I accept my place as tribute for District Twelve.”

Last Edit: Aug 10, 2010 13:11:39 GMT -5 by WT

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Gorim Retired Staff [M:-5100] 1,262 POSTS last seen Oct 7, 2014 22:04:52 GMT -5	The Reaping [D12] May 23, 2010 10:58:55 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Gorim on May 23, 2010 10:58:55 GMT -5 (Uh... WT? C-could I volunteer? D:)

WT Retired Staff 2,134 POSTS Pronouns: they last seen Sept 10, 2021 1:50:54 GMT -5 time, gender, furbies, and other things that don't exist	The Reaping [D12] May 23, 2010 14:04:10 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by WT on May 23, 2010 14:04:10 GMT -5 ((OOC- Tori, you can try, but it'd be way out of character for her nods at Aranica to accept it. D= Sorry...))
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Gorim Retired Staff [M:-5100] 1,262 POSTS last seen Oct 7, 2014 22:04:52 GMT -5	The Reaping [D12] May 24, 2010 11:41:32 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Gorim on May 24, 2010 11:41:32 GMT -5 ((Tori? XD I'm Gory! Man. I really wanted to be in the Games. I spent money on Tessrae. XD))

WT Retired Staff 2,134 POSTS Pronouns: they last seen Sept 10, 2021 1:50:54 GMT -5 time, gender, furbies, and other things that don't exist	The Reaping [D12] May 24, 2010 15:43:06 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by WT on May 24, 2010 15:43:06 GMT -5 ((OOC- asdfjkl;ewi. Sorry about that. No idea what I was thinking. ... Sorry. D:))
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The Reaping [D12] May 28, 2010 23:00:29 GMT -5

Post by gm bourgeois decadence [aya] on May 28, 2010 23:00:29 GMT -5

Volunteering for the District 12 Male spot is now open. Volunteers will be accepted in the first-come, first-serve manner, and must have posted in the Pre-Games Activity Check. Members may not have more than one tribute competing at a time.

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The Reaping [D12] May 28, 2010 23:42:16 GMT -5

Post by Tom Hiddelston...jk it's kale. on May 28, 2010 23:42:16 GMT -5

It had been a normal day for Kale go to the reaping and jsut wait. So He got there and it was all fine and all. He got in the section of 16 year old guys liek they do every year. Then the announcer came on and spoke.

Then the first tribute was picked for the girls. A girl named Arnica was chosen. Kale had a sigh of relief when he found out crys was not chosen . Then it was time for the males and anticipation set in for Kale. The ball kept going round and around till it stopped. Then silence was all through the crowd.

The anouncer said the name allowed to everyone, "Hendos Vector" was chosen. Then hendos headed to the podium. Kale thought this kid doesnt deserve to go he is to young so kale did the craziest thing of all and Yelled the 1 thing he thought he would never yell. "I volunteer for Hendos." e yelled it all the way to the podium. He got up and saw the shock in people that kale had volunteered for someone else. Kale turned to the announcer and said " I am kale and I volunteer for Hendos Vector."