The Journey Ends Here [Crusader vs Pearl Day 6]
Dec 2, 2014 16:41:45 GMT -5
Post by Noah Vau - D2 (Cato) on Dec 2, 2014 16:41:45 GMT -5
Crusader Rhodes
district 11 male of the 68th hunger games
I'm absolutely disgusted with myself. Once again the chance to remain there with Stella was there. Only her friends decided to attack me. I can't help but be shaken about that. I have no ties to the tributes from eight. It worries me that she is the one who told them to attack me. I've also thwarted the game makers attempted to kill me not once but twice. A cave-in before the feast nearly got me. I suspect going back there would be impossible. Then another cave-in albeit on a smaller scale nearly gets me after the feast. Someone doesn't want me to make it out alive. The Capitol has another thing coming if they think their mutations or pawns will kill me. At this point I'm certainly the only person to be like they were before the arena. I haven't taken a single life be it human or mutt. That will remain true throughout the rest of my life here. I've given up on making it out alive after today's events.
The anthem comes only I don't care anymore which lives have finally been taken from this place. I'm done caring about anyone. Every time I end up caring for someone they die. Who knows what my comments will do to my family back home. Stella is alive, but I must not care about her if I've left her a total of three times. That hurts me more than any weapon could. The fact that i might not care for Stella like I thought. There are too many things wrong with me. Even in the feast I couldn't finish someone off. Severed a hand yes, but that didn't cause anyone to die. At least by my own hand. One thing I am proud of happens to be the way I've stayed true to myself. No one's blood on my hands. I've caused no deaths which makes me happy. I'm grateful that no one has had to fight me. I want to die my own way so that no one goes home with my life on their conscience. If I could just make the other tributes realize that they will not survive the arena in tact, then my mission will complete. President Snow will not allow anyone to be themselves. No one ever wins the games. They only hope to survive them.
My eyes fall towards the ground still flooded with a puddle of water. It's slightly cool, but I'm underground. I can't expect anything different. I try to stay true to myself, but in all reality, if I'm going to survive the games, at least one innocent soul will die by my hands. It haunts me every single day knowing it must happen. Maybe making the promise to Stella wasn't one of my best decisions, but knowing she's still alive helps me in a little. I don't know what I would do if I saw her face in the sky. I don't think I'll pay attention to any more anthems because it breaks me. The people I cared about for the last few days have all stared down at me with their innocent eyes. Nobody deserves to die. Well, I take that back. President Snow deserves to die, and right now, people are standing in my way of that mission. If I make it out of these games, I will hunt down and kill that stupid man. He deserves the death the twenty-three of us didn't deserve. And I am a man of my word.
-lights sword on fire with jar of tar using flint-
-Crusader Rhodes attacks pearl-
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1029 -- Deep Gash on Left Forearm -- 8.0 damage
1-50
+4 I think
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