[Day 2] Boxing: Round 1

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[Day 2] Boxing: Round 1 Aug 24, 2014 19:05:41 GMT -5

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Post by charade on Aug 24, 2014 19:05:41 GMT -5

By his count, he had done alright in the 100 meter sprint the previous day, beating out nearly everyone except for a smarmy little kid who had taken off like greased lightning, and the boy that had reached the finish line at literally the same time. But now that the boxing challenge had rolled around, Carver was truly excited. This was his element. Raw power hammering down on an unlucky and unworthy opponent. He readied up, repeatedly smacking his fists together in anticipation. The boy opposite him was also from district two, which meant that in the unlikely event that Carver lost the fight, it would be to someone close to being his equal. The glittery pansies from one and the fish from four just couldn't hold a candle to the sheer brutality that careers from his home district were capable of. Are the rest of you watching? he thought. This is the part where I crush this Leo Pine.

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[Day 2] Boxing: Round 1 Aug 24, 2014 20:40:28 GMT -5

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Post by gamemaker kelsier on Aug 24, 2014 20:40:28 GMT -5

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It isn't that I have anything against hitting a girl. I run a brawl ring in the evenings and on weekends for Ripred's sake, I don't have a thing against hitting a girl because she doesn't have a problem with hitting me back. The problem I'm having here is that my opponent is fourteen years old but she looks like she's even younger and I've got a thing against hitting kids. I didn't like it much when it was happening to me growing up and so I guess I've got a complex or two.

It doesn't help that every time I see a young girl I can't help thinking about my sister. She'd be around this girl's age now.

I don't want to punch a fucking kid, I'm nearly ten years older than her, this has to be a joke. I look around at the waiting crowd for a moment, wondering if someone's going to come out and put a stop to this.

No one does.

I'm the only one from District Four in this event, I can't lose on the first round when I've become notorious for my brawling. I'm at an impasse.

With a sigh, I ready myself, knowing that either way I can't lose and I can't back out on this, I'd never hear the end of it for being too scared to fight a little girl. It's not that I mind stepping down to a kid, it's the heckling that will never stop, it's annoying. I just hope Uma doesn't see this and judge me for punching a kid in the face.

I barely give her breathing space as the match begins.

H A L E O N

{ the winter has passed and the spring has come }

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[Day 2] Boxing: Round 1 Aug 25, 2014 7:52:59 GMT -5

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Post by arx!! on Aug 25, 2014 7:52:59 GMT -5

clare hayes

district 1 - fourteen - turning a blind eye

I can only pray to Ripred that my father hasn't heard about this. Sure I fight in the underground ring all the time, sure I have won enough to earn myself a name, but what does that matter if I can't win one match for the public to see? Father would disgrace me. Well, he would disgrace me even more than he already does.

Maybe he would finally just make me change my name. Just Clare. No Hayes.

I chuckle as the crowd gets louder. Someone is winning, someone is promising, someone is getting the shit beat out of them. And for the first time in a long time, I - the Blind Bandit - find myself scared.

This place is not where I usually fight nor is there this many bodies pressed around to watch. I guess one could call it stage fright, though I would certainly never admit it to any of these peasants. They don't deserve to know me. I'm much too cool for that.

I let someone else put my gloves on, which again is just so foreign to me. I would much rather keep my fists free of restrictions. But that isn't how you play this game. I step into the ring as best as I can, but a blind girl can only be so graceful ...

Okay so it was the clumsiest shit you have ever seen, so what? If I win, no one will care. And if I lose, well, maybe everyone will think the guy I am fighting is an asshole. Ha! That would be a bit comedic.

But then again I fear that I will lose with every inch of my body and soul. I haven't lost in such a long time and yet this one time when it actually matters and counts for something, I got that uncomfortable itch - I don't think I can win.

I shake my head, trying to rid myself of the fear. I plant my feet, listen to just how muscular he sounds in the boxing ring, and stand tall, waiting for the first blow so that I might throw him to the ground. Fight.

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now I'm just chasing time
with a thousand dreams I'm holding heavy
and as we cross the line
these fading beats have all been severed
don't tell me our youth is running out

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Last Edit: Aug 25, 2014 7:53:45 GMT -5 by arx!!

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[Day 2] Boxing: Round 1 Aug 29, 2014 11:17:38 GMT -5

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Post by sadniss everdeen on Aug 29, 2014 11:17:38 GMT -5

(wow I'm a dick is this done yet I'm sorry)

Kendrick Draper

You're late, as usual.

Rolling out of bed and gathering your things is a mad scramble to get ready, shoving a bowl of cereal down your throat and flying out the door with your gloves dangling from your belt. It's a fight to get through the tourists that make your temper flare, and by the time you reach the arena your skin is glistening with effort. Your mouthguard, thick and heavy on your tongue, muffles your curses as you strip out of your jeans and into your shorts in preparation for the fight ahead. The helper rolls his eyes as you wrap your hands, and all too soon the lights blare as you square off to face your opponent.

Fucking hell, you just woke up. This is going to be a mess.

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Last Edit: Aug 29, 2014 11:18:30 GMT -5 by sadniss everdeen