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89th Tribute Quotes Oct 24, 2021 19:07:19 GMT -5

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quotes, quotes, quotes, one in every color! with so many iconic writers and tributes all in one season, it's important to give all 24 of us a chance to shine in that spotlight, baby. for these games, a group of vet members & myself are going through to read each and every trib & picking some golden quotes to represent them each week. this first week we're doing...

THE REAPING :

“Move it Satin, Victors have a certain Je ne se quoi, and babes, you’ve got a certain Je ne se NAW, you know? HEY, I VOLUNTEER!! ME! THE PRETTY ONE!”

- D1f Nylon Gingham ( charade )

People only see you as unique if you’re make them envious or if you make them afraid. The Fray name harnesses the envy. The blood in his teeth brings the fear. And when you have both, it makes you pretty fuckin’ unique, enough to be called a barbarian, a warrior, the asshole that wouldn’t waver about punching someone’s wisdom tooth out or painting the town red.

- D1m Bastian Fray ( gunner, d9 ₊⊹ 👹 ɢʀɪғғɪɴ. )

Maybe they'll call my name, I think, a little seed of hope planted within my chest. At least then I know I could win and be free of them forever. I would be untouchable, unkillable... unforgivable, but alive. That's worth something. I'm tired of running, tired of just surviving. I want to live.

- D2f Liza Manford ( sidney )

All eyes are on them before he can even react. A silence burning at the edges of his lips before he glares down to Pascal. Somewhere in his whole determination to follow the rules, he's forgotten about the emotions caught up in the crossfire of everything. Pascal's angry, but there's a sorrow in those eyes staring up at him. An unpleasant feeling burns in his stomach before he keeps glaring, words slipping out from his lips. "I don't care. Let go." The cost of his name is too much.

- D2m Iden Averill ( Tom )

When she reached the microphone, she held out her hand to the escort, as though to verify the little slip of paper bearing her name. She just wanted to be sure. Not that it was her, but that it was her. Tsara in all her glory.

- D3f Tsara Fer ( admin kay )

He’d pulled out his camera to get the line of boys mid-laugh just minutes before one of them would be hauled off to death. And all the laughter lines of that image couldn’t hide the fear lingering at the edges of their eyes.

- D3m Arthur Rollei ( marguerite harvard d2a (zori) )

Marina and I have been arguing a lot lately, and honestly, it's nothing new, but it still puts a damper on my mood. We're sisters, so I suppose that it's to be expected. Nevertheless, she's a gray storm cloud and I'm the bright sunshine that can't quite push through. Although, she'd argue the opposite.

- D4f Nixie Summers ( kap )

I feel like I'm hitting the self destruct button instead of chasing some kind of glory, and maybe because I am just falling apart.

- D4x Anarchy Mer ( @fabulousraven )

"I said," and as he raises his baton to strike her, she veers to the side, "to move." She obliges. Bolting forward, weapon slicing harmlessly through the air behind her, she runs. To what destination, she's not sure, but she doesn't stop. Even as the shouting starts, and she can hear the swell of alarms screeching through the district. She gasps out, lungs already burning, but she can't stop. It's too late for that. She stands face to face with her undoing. And she charges into it.

- D5f Cecily Deerling ( gamemaker 🍒 maryn hale )

His favorite mug sits on the kitchen counter because putting it back in the cupboard was bewilderingly painful. Like burying him all over again. The old apartment is holding its breath, still waiting for him to waltz through the door with a goofy smile and a shitty bouquet. Which I know he won't. Because he's dead.

- D5m Gavin Hale ( ᴥ )

I step forward as I take Nina's hand in mine. "It's okay, Nins," I give her hand a gentle squeeze before letting it go, the crowd parting before us. But it was not her that took the next step, it was me. "It's my turn to help you."

- D6f Aurora Emerson ( lionel estrada d5 ᥫ᭡ kiah )

Maybe once you had people you cared about, but you let them down, or you blew them off. Consumed in your whirlpool of drugs and booze and women. You find it easier to have no one, don't you? There's no one for your actions to hurt, now.

- D6m Jack Spragg ( rook )

Tighter, she feels her nails digging into her palms, wrapped all the way around. Violence and flowers. If you look closely, a sliver of blood drip, drip, drips down the stem and gets caught at the base of a petal. "Maisy?" she says out loud now, questioning. "Maisy?"

- D7f Sasha Dupree ( 🌱 kaitlin. )

That's when it hits: the reality, the wave, the fire and the smoke. And then, the anger. He dusts off dirt and dust as he stands again, helped over to his spot by an escort that only cares about what the cameras show. Snake eyes stare out into a crowd that will be better off when he's gone, every gaze broken as they refuse to stare back at him.

- D7m Whiskey Finch ( pogue )

But I just wanted- I just want- I want- "You can call me Ginny," I say into the microphone, dead inside, my voice cracks along with my heart. The inside of my cheeks start to bleed from biting down and I am selfish, selfish, selfish -- look at me. please.

- D8f Ginny Lawson ( [ retro gm ] angel lí ✨ )

He remembers when his father yelled at him for looking soft when he wanted to wear a light yellow pair of socks to school. The most minute things are what aggravates him most. Before Tyrone steps out the front door, his father leaves one final remark. "Good luck! Don't end up like your mom!"

- D8m Ty Hope-Less ( MATTIO )

Her breathing becomes shallow and she watches as the reflection staring back at her begins to cry. The tears fall and she winces against them like they hurt. She'd never been much of a crier, and she always made it a point to be especially strong around her mother. Lot of good that did. "What if they get me?" She seems to genuinely consider it as a possibility, which Aneesa appreciates. The months spent trying to convince her she had nothing to worry about were completely useless. Were the circumstances weird? Yes. Had she been in the wrong place at the wrong time? Yes. Would it logically have happened if there weren't rioters running the streets that night? Probably not. Did any of it make a difference?

- D9f Aneesa Warden ( dars )

I think I tune out the voice in record time, trying to find Gunner's head in the sea of faces surrounding me. Predictably, I fail - and while there are few times I curse my twink body, (because it is very handy in the right scenarios) this inability to look over the heads of my peers qualifies as one.

- D9m Zane Holbrook ( lance )

"Melanie Rune." It takes a couple of people standing next to them for Maddox to realize that their name is the one being called. It takes people taking a step back. Melanie is only used at home, and in public places, and in this moment, Maddox realizes what has happened. Their eyes lock with Hawkins and Jarrad, and the fear that's radiating from them causes every hair to stand on end. Ma and Pa are standing with their chins to the ground. Water pools in the corner of their eyes, but Maddox knows better than to cry. Each step feels like it takes an eternity, and the only sounds Maddox hears are the sound of a beating heart racing quickly. The stairs to the stage feels like several flights, but soon Maddox is standing next to the escort. Maddox clears their throat - "It's Maddox." And that is all anyone needs to know because today is the day Maddox stops living in fear. Today is the day everything changes.

- D10x Maddox Rune ( knuckles )

"They all know I'm scared. But I think that's fine. Be a little crazy if I wasn't, right?

But mostly—""Laurence Woodruff, hi.""—I'm ready to win.

I'm ready to be a victor."

- D10m Laurence Woodruff ( arx )

It’s like dusk again, everything standing so still except this time there is no birdsong, no whistle of the wind. Only the deafening silence filling her ears.

- D11f Luya Feng ( я𝑜𝓈𝑒 )

I hoped that Six's death was enough of a punishment from God for my cousins. Yes, they've sinned. The O'Malleys were chosen by God to be Peacekeepers and defend the rule of our rightful leaders in the Capitol and keep the Panem safe. And his parents had forsaken that calling to be farmers. But they were already punished with Six. Though, part of me feared God would kill my cousins one by one until that side of the family repented. And God responded to my fears. Prop O'Malley! I was right. He was going to kill them, all of them, one by one.

- D11m Abel O'Malley ( @icyhot )

Her voice faltered as the mic was pressed to her cherry stained lips and she announced her name. Sinead Williams. Affron Williams. They were one in the same - two siblings doomed to the same ending, yet hers wasn't a choice. Fate's a bitch, isn't it?

- D12f Sinead Williams ( bailee )

Ever since he returned, he felt that itch that couldn't be scratched. He needed to be away again, to go anywhere else but here. He tried crawling under the fence, but the Peacekeepers were on him like flies to shit. They knew him better by now. His punishment was to remain cattle in a monochromatic life, seeking thrill after thrill until his body couldn't take it anymore. Eventually, he would probably die of something. He had thought about dying before while perched on the edge of a building. Nobody knew what came after death, and that was exciting. His dead body on the ground, head cracked open, would definitely be a sight.

- D12m Cedric Hardin ( Python )

the reading group this week includes the wonderful : alex 🐺 , calla , ghosty , marguerite harvard d2a (zori) , lionel estrada d5 ᥫ᭡ kiah , MATTIO

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89th Tribute Quotes Nov 5, 2021 20:26:07 GMT -5

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quotes, quotes, quotes, one in every color! with so many iconic writers and tributes all in one season, it's important to give all 24 of us a chance to shine in that spotlight, baby. 24 tributes enter the first day, 4 don't survive! Day 1 of the 89th brings us the bloodiest bloodbath of over a decade in this year's dinosaur research arena, and here are the quotes for...

DAY ONE :

I stab his chest with the tip of my index finger as I stop leaning on him. “Either way, we have ally shopping to do. Maybe. I’m an expensive bitch and Liza seems cheap.” I get dizzy again and have to lean on him for support. He’s not a bad-looking guy, you know. Some of the saccharine creeps back into my voice. It tastes better than the blood on my tongue.

- D1f Nylon Gingham ( charade )

And something about Nylon Gingham makes the fire in him burn low if only for a moment, enough to warm them the both of them. But it won’t last. He knows that with a certainty. Boys like Bastian and girls like Nylon are destined to burn one another in hopes that the other becomes ashes first.

- D1m Bastian Fray ( gunner, d9 ₊⊹ 👹 ɢʀɪғғɪɴ. )

I want nothing left of this day, no supplies to scavenge and no remnants of who was lost. No memory, no recollection. Just ashes. Which I think Bastian of all people can appreciate.

- D2f Liza Manford ( sidney )

Iden could handle this. He could prove his worth as a career. Burn the lives of those who don't deserve to be there. A glare set straight to the center as the countdown starts. His heart beating through his body, grounding him in the life he still contains. Wonder spreading through his veins wandering if his tainted blood would end him.

- D2m Iden Averill ( Tom )

Tsara knotted her fingers around the bridge ropes. Somehow she thought maybe if she held on tight enough help would come. But it was slowly dawning on her that the only rescue she was going to get was right in front of her.

- D3f Tsara Fer ( admin kay )

Perhaps he should’ve been a little more concerned with the fact that he might be witness to the end of someone’s life, or even his own, but he couldn’t muster up the moral energy. They had stripped him bare of it back in three, and now all that remained was the thin veneer of trying to give a shit.

- D3m Arthur Rollei ( marguerite harvard d2a (zori) )

Honestly, I never expected them to actually wait for me, or want to wait for me, but Tsara seemed to have grown fond of my presence, for whatever reason. It made me feel good about myself, which was more than I could say for my parents. Tsara started crying, and I approached carefully. I kept my distance until they knew it was me, just to make sure I didn't get attacked for 'sneaking up on them' or something like that. "Tsara, it's Nixie," I said gently from behind her, hoping she'd recognize my voice and not go into flight or fight mode. "You'll be okay." I couldn't promise she would be okay, but I could give her hope by saying it without a guarantee, at least.

- D4f Nixie Summers ( kap )

Maybe it’s the arrogance, the blood on his gun, the moment he’s trained seventeen years to claim - to kill for. To die for. He’s just dumb enough to do it, just brave enough to try. Anarchy checks for his allies as he loads another pistol, Nylon already dead weight and two stubs and he’s not much better. So much for career experience; if anything, stubborn’s all he has left.

- D4x Anarchy Mer ( @fabulousraven )

And, really, there are worse ways for my story to end. I could save her from death, and she could drive her blade through my back. It'd be terrible for a short moment, and then what? Good for her, honestly. People survive in different ways, and I try not to mock them for that. I can only imagine what the audience thinks of me, if the Capitol hasn't already thought of some way to erase me from the narrative completely. For the rest of my life, however long it might last, I'll always be the person who ran.

- D5f Cecily Deerling ( gamemaker 🍒 maryn hale )

We run away like clever little cowards. I can hear the clashing of weapons at my back, I can smell the decay. Blood carries metallic on the breeze, rotten before it even hits the ground. Fighting to the death is a rather spiteful affair, who woulda thunk?

- D5m Gavin Hale ( ᴥ )

We reached the hanger where an official started to direct me towards one of the hover crafts but I turn my back on her, pulling Flynn into a tight embrace, "thank you for everything you have done over the last couple of weeks." Pulling away I take both his hands in mine, giving him a sad, hopeful, smile. I try to fight the tears that begin to well, but I can't, they roll down my cheeks. "I'll see you soon, okay," my voice breaks and I quickly let him go, turning to hurry into the hovercraft, the official giving me a dirty look.

- D6f Aurora Emerson ( lionel estrada d5 ᥫ᭡ kiah )

(Perception): A thin glass tube stands tall before you, rising up into the ceiling above and beyond into something unknown to you. This is it, your fate, your sentence. Death or glory. (Physical Instrument): Death or glory.

- D6m Jack Spragg ( rook )

Somehow, I think he deserves protecting. I can't wait to find out all the ways in which that's not true and decide to protect him anyway. Foolish, foolish girl, caring about things I know better than to care about. I suppose that's nothing new.

- D7f Sasha Dupree ( 🌱 kaitlin. )

Wiz grinds his teeth until it feels like he's chewing on nothing but dust and dirt, choking on his own sins and spitting them back out. It's all he can give him, just enough silence to say that Pryce was right all along. Ain't in a Finch's DNA to give anyone that fucking satisfaction.

- D7m Whiskey Finch ( pogue )

Is this place large? Or are you just small? You decide on the former, the latter too overwhelming to comprehend. You're just a little girl in a death games with a frown and a panic rising in her chest - the last thing you need is to remind yourself of all the odds stacked against you.

- D8f Ginny Lawson ( [ retro gm ] angel lí ✨ )

"You guys, there are guns in here!" He pulls one out to show the rest of the group. As he shows it off, Ty realizes the barrel is aiming right toward Luya. He lets his arm rest as soon as he realizes. "Oh, fuck, sorry! I wasn't going to shoot you, I promise!"

- D8m Ty Hope-Less ( MATTIO )

A tube encircles her and she's on the rise, clock tick, tick, ticking even before it clicks into place. The air is hot and thick with humidity. The atmosphere is loud with the chirping of insects and birds and, in the distance, horrible and awful things she is terrified to encounter. The tributes make a perfectly round shape around a perfectly round island. There are huge, massive gates in every direction, each opening a new circle of hell, she's sure. And there, amidst the tributes, is the wealth. Shiny metallic weapons, life-sustaining medical supplies, water. Avriel would want her to run. She should. She doesn't.

- D9f Aneesa Warden ( dars )

But I am nothing if not quick on my feet, and I allow the anger to last just long enough for the cameras to capture it before my stage smile is stretched across my face, exposing each and every one of my pearly whites. "Message received, your Gamemakerliness!"

- D9m Zane Holbrook ( lance )

A frantic heart claws at their chest, and Maddox pleads with it to stop, but as long as a blank face clear of emotion is all anyone can see, that is all that matters. Being here, living this life, they didn't ask for it, yet it doesn't mean one simply can't enjoy it. Time is precious, and Maddox knows this. In a few hours death could knock on their door. It isn't a desire, but having peace is more important than anything. That's all that matters right now. Living each day knowing every breath will eventually come to an end. Nobody wants to die, not really, do they?

- D10x Maddox Rune ( knuckles )

It's hardly target practice when the barrel could touch your forehead though, is it? Mercy is strange. But powerful.

- D10m Laurence Woodruff ( arx )

Luya would like to hold onto Ginny as long as she is alive, but what happens when Ginny is gone? What happens to Ginny if Luya is gone first?

- D11f Luya Feng ( я𝑜𝓈𝑒 )

"This is going to work because I'm smart enough not to trust you. I'm going to sleep armed, and if you have any braincells you'll do the same. Besides if you end up solo you won't be able to sleep ever or a mutt or tribute will end you. This is mutually beneficial for us, even if you're... you."

- D11m Abel O'Malley ( @icyhot )

"We made it," she giggled in between her breaths, "we-" Her mouth drew to a close and her eyebrows furrowed as the small figure of Tsara Fer curled tightly into a ball entered Sinead's field of view. "Oh." And then cannons. Four of them. "OH."

- D12f Sinead Williams ( bailee )

But he did agree with her. "Now that's an idea," he said, at Ginny's statement about finding weapons. That was step one. Step two, three, and four fell like a shooting star in the form of a silver parachute. Ah, my gifts. It was almost expected. Most tributes could earn themselves an early sponsorship by simply breathing. Cedric was grateful that he had breathed enough to find himself holding purifying tablets and a backpack.

- D12m Cedric Hardin ( Python )

the reading group this week includes the wonderful : alex 🐺 , calla , ghosty , marguerite harvard d2a (zori) , lionel estrada d5 ᥫ᭡ kiah , MATTIO

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89th Tribute Quotes Nov 7, 2021 21:37:47 GMT -5

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quotes, quotes, quotes, one in every color! with so many iconic writers and tributes all in one season, it's important to give all 24 of us a chance to shine in that spotlight, baby. let's see those mutt fights baby, because it's...

DAY TWO :

"Such a gentleman. I think I’ll put a top hat on his tombstone when this is all over; you know to take a teary selfie for my fans. Hashtag, nice guys finish before the top eight."

- D1f Nylon Gingham ( charade )

His body is a half-eaten porterhouse steak: juicy, bloody, and cut all the over with a dining knife.

- D1m Bastian Fray ( gunner, d9 ₊⊹ 👹 ɢʀɪғғɪɴ. )

Don't go far from me, I want to say to him, want to plead with him. Because too much space between us feels like a thousands shards of glass being pressed into my skin. Because not knowing whether or not he's okay is like someone reaching into my chest and seizing my heart in their hands.

- D2f Liza Manford ( sidney )

The need to follow her feet home - home to Arthur Rollei - temporarily overwhelmed her. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. The machete slipped in her sweaty palm. She wanted to run to him, curl into his chest, and plead with him to find them safe passage out of the arena. Surely there would be another train to Three. Surely they would let two teenagers go. After all, what harm had District Three ever done?

- D3f Tsara Fer ( admin kay )

"Oh come onnnnn…” Arthur groaned watching Abel’s blow dart go wide. The kid couldn’t even hit the thing sitting right in front of his face. Stupid. Hadn’t the nimrod spent his whole time trying to train in the training center? Fat load of good that had done. Arthur had preferred not to take advantage of the cavalcade of trainers if only because he’d always been relatively good at fucking things up, so why would he take advice from a bunch of punk capitol flunkies when it came to smashing shit? He had two eyes, two sets of hands, and a brain – for now, anyway. “Look alive out there Abel. Come on man,” Arthur hissed.

- D3m Arthur Rollei ( marguerite harvard d2a (zori) )

Whiskey insists that he felt hands on his back before he fell in, but I know he's full of shit. He tried to explain why he thought I'd done it by narrowing it down between Sinead, Tsara and I, and honestly, he sounded ridiculous. The guy just wanted someone to be mad at. I'd met people like that before. It wasn't anything new to me, but I hadn't actually done anything this time, truthfully. If he kept it up enough, though, maybe I would later.

- D4f Nixie Summers ( kap )

I'm surrounded by four walls again. And I feel stubborn, and I feel reckless. And the static tries to consume me, so I drive the point of my blade through it. I'll do anything to get us out of here, even if I have to sever every last fucking vine myself. Even when I run out of ground. I'll run.

- D5f Cecily Deerling ( gamemaker 🍒 maryn hale )

So I've learned two things today: 1. I can aim, neat! 2. Bullets are not super effective against giant bugs.

- D5m Gavin Hale ( ᴥ )

I keep my distance at first, stick only close to Gavin even though it's clear he trusts Cecily immediately. He grabs the hem of my shirt at one point and I push him off. "My clothes are wrinkled enough without your grubby hands grabbing at them," I say. Pretender, pretender, pretender. I take his hand in mine instead. At least no one sees.

- D7f Sasha Dupree ( 🌱 kaitlin. )

"So.." He lets his words trail off, cocking his head as he looks towards Nixie. "Why don't you explain yourself? Why'd you push me, Nixie?" The spear slides against his thigh as he leans forwards and spits directly at the spot where Nixie's shovel threatens to break ground, blood and dirt mixed into the saliva. "Cause I've got a bad taste in my mouth when I look at ya, and it's not from that mutt's blood."

- D7m Whiskey Finch ( pogue )

They looked after me, she realises, and her heart flutters gently. The world still spins but Ginny feels the most secure she's felt so far in this place, finding a comfort in their presence. Luya she remembers crying out for and vice versa, but Ty and even Cedric who had taken down the monsters must have carried her away. They could of left her to die, mutt food or worse, but instead they chose to save her.

- D8f Ginny Lawson ( [ retro gm ] angel lí ✨ )

Tyrone killed both of them. The tall one and the big one, just with the tiny knife he found in the outskirts of the bloodbath and a desire to protect his friends. His eyes turn to Cedric, desperate for his approval or appreciation. Each one of them did their part in killing the creatures, but being the final strike held some importance in his soul. Could he do it, though, if the threat is a human being rather than a manmade monstrosity? Could Ty do it if the threat is his ally?

- D8m Ty Hope-Less ( MATTIO )

Whatever, she pulled it away from herself and bolted over to Gavin as quickly as she could. She might not have been a good fighter, but she was a good friend. She'd always been a good friend. Did that mean Gavin was her friend?

- D9f Aneesa Warden ( dars )

Sorry, Avriel. Hopefully Aneesa, wherever she is, is doing better. She'd be someone he could focus on. Hope for. Bring back home with some of her humanity intact, perhaps. Cause even if I prove the unthinkable and return the crown right back to Nine's doorstep, I don't think there'll be much of me worth saving.

- D9m Zane Holbrook ( lance )

"I didn't want to do this, but you leave me no choice." Raising the spear into the air, Maddox strikes again. Killing isn't the first choice, but it has to be. It needs to become priority as they navigate through the games. Giving second chances will never help anything, and this has proven it twice now. It is time to change their thoughts, and maybe things will fall into place afterwards.

- D10x Maddox Rune ( knuckles )

And then she's there and everything's a little bit less scary. And I feel far braver than I should. And I think maybe I'm in trouble. Cause I'm charging the thing with my gun raised all fucking wrong, but I can't make my fingers work right as my blood drips into the creases of my palm and all I can think is the one thing I've got going for me is that I'm a hell of a switch hitter.

- D10m Laurence Woodruff ( arx )

But Ginny is a girl she can never real have. They can't both survive the Games, and the chance that one of them will is slight anyway. Dread stays with her as she falls into an uneasy sleep, curled up against Ginny's back.

- D11f Luya Feng ( я𝑜𝓈𝑒 )

Honestly, it was beautiful out here whenever the sun set. It was reassuring to me. God was showing me he was there in each setting sun I had seen so far. But part of me feared the sunset. What faces would I see in the sky tonight? Sinead? Nylon? Arthur's some day? Not that I cared about whether or not Arthur died, he was just a meatshield. Nothing else.

- D11m Abel O'Malley ( @icyhot )

"I'm going on a walk," she told her bickering allies, "with peace and love, can you guys figure your shit out before I come back?"

- D12f Sinead Williams ( bailee )

How did he keep his composure? How was he so fearless? The simplest answer: he just is He chuckled again, "That was probably insensitive, but it's because death isn't scary to me. If we die, we get to see what comes after. That's interesting, isn't it?"

- D12m Cedric Hardin ( Python )