[Day 1] Track: 100m Sprint

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[Day 1] Track: 100m Sprint Aug 23, 2016 11:18:03 GMT -5

Post by gm bourgeois decadence [aya] on Aug 23, 2016 11:18:03 GMT -5

RUNNING: 100M SPRINT

Welcome to the 100 meter sprint tournament of the second Panem Olympic Games! The track and field complex is located within the Olympic Arena, with stands for spectators traveling from Districts One, Two, Four, and the Capitol to watch the competitors. Television cameras are set up around as well, to broadcast the event to anyone staying home as well as to the other districts who aren't as lucky and competent as you all! Please be sure you stretch and warm up with your coaches before you're called to the starting block, and remember, make your district proud!

The execution of this event is simple. Feel free to roleplay your character on the starting blocks and running, and then paste the code [*roll=349+1050] without the asterisks into your post and roll, as you would with a Hunger Games die. This will result in a four-digit number that will correspond to a time, which is read with a decimal point separating the first two and the last two digits (e.g. 1264 is read as 12.64 seconds)

The competitor with the lowest time wins this event. Times for this event will be continually updated on this thread.

After everyone has rolled, feel free to edit your post with your character's reaction if you so desire, but please keep it to one post rather than multiple.

There is NO POSTING ORDER; you may post your shots whenever you please. Keep in mind that this event must be wrapped up by the end of the Olympics Day.

Roster
1. [attr="id","dFour"]Bastian Speros - Benson Sharpe D3M [Tom]
2. [attr="id","dOne"]Andrew Northrop - arctic
3. [attr="id","dOne"]Lux Pelotte - Azalea
4. [attr="id","dTwo"]Tino Resnik - LAIN 🍽 1M | Mattio
5. [attr="id","dTwo"]Achilles Williams - pup
6. [attr="id","dTwo"]Trae Tamorlan - drevilsin
7. [attr="id","dOne"]Alexander Lumiere - lance
8. [attr="id","dOne"]Tawny Blythe - ghosty

Standings
1. Bastian Speros - 10.65
2. Trae Tamorlan - 10.74
3. Andrew Northrop - 10.92
4. Lux Pelotte - 12.40
5. Alexander Lumiere - 12.41
6. Tawny Blythe - 12.83
7. Tino Resnik - 13.46
8. Achilles Williams - 12.51 + 1.40(1 filler)

TL;DR
Dice: [*roll=349+1050]
Deadline: 08/29 ~11:59pm EST

Last Edit: Aug 28, 2016 14:50:32 GMT -5 by ᕙʕ•ᴥ•ʔᕗ

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[Day 1] Track: 100m Sprint Aug 23, 2016 12:55:34 GMT -5 via mobile

Post by drevilsin on Aug 23, 2016 12:55:34 GMT -5

Trae Tamorlan stood at the ready, leg muscles aching for the chance to let go and propel him across the entire 100m in front of him.He was excited for the opportunity to prove his worth, but he worried about what awaited him back in his home district.

Convincing his father to let him attend had been one of the most difficult challenges in Trae's young life. First, he had to convince the brutish man that the Panem Olympics would only boost his training, not hinder it in any way.The harder part, however, was convincing Trae's father that he wouldn't dishonor his district. He'd succeeded, but only partially. If Trae were to fail, his father made it quite clear what he'd find upon his return - restraints and a studded belt, to "teach him a lesson." Ripred, Trae hated that man.

He had been running from his father his whole life, and he didn't intend to stop now. Right as the whistle blew, Trae pictured the man standing behind him, whip at the ready. And he ran.

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Last Edit: Aug 24, 2016 12:20:06 GMT -5 by drevilsin

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[Day 1] Track: 100m Sprint Aug 23, 2016 14:03:05 GMT -5

Post by Azalea on Aug 23, 2016 14:03:05 GMT -5

L U X P E L O T T E

I'd warmed up behind the scenes: leg stretches and lunges could only amount to a stroke of luck, never ensured success. It's worth it, though. Pulled muscles meant pain and pain would mean a continuation of the stuff throughout the entire meet.

It's only the first day and I'm looking at future events like I have a chance, ha.

We are ushered onto the track, the eight of us lining up in the starting blocks eagerly awaiting the beginning of the race. Three words signal the countdown,

"On your marks," and our feet shuffle into position. "Set..." and we're pressing our hands deep into the track. Heart beating fast like it's running it's own race—all I can do to calm myself down is inhale a deep breath, close my eyes and slip into the moment.

Our legs extend causing our rears to rise into the air simultaneously and then the gun fires, bang, sending a plume of smoke into the air and putting our reactions to the test.

I open my eyes and all I can do is sprint.

I imagine an axe behind me, like there was in that dream weeks ago. I won't outrun it, I'll never outrun it but here, it provides me with the spring in my step which sends me out of the blocks and onto the track.

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I duck at the end of the race, like I was told to, and then the time is displayed on a monitor. I read it, my face remaining blank like paper.

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Last Edit: Aug 23, 2016 14:31:18 GMT -5 by Azalea

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[Day 1] Track: 100m Sprint Aug 23, 2016 15:22:03 GMT -5

Post by arctic on Aug 23, 2016 15:22:03 GMT -5

ufuoma northrop, district one.
he was new - reborn the moment he stepped onto that track. he shed his coat, shed his fears more accurately, and wore his new. this one had confidence, had a small spark in it that made him be ready. he was ready to win (despite the echo in his head telling him his chances of winning were much too small), and he was ready to thrive. take whatever people said about him and what he wouldn't accomplish and show them wrong. his parents wanted him to win - he wanted himself to win too.

or, at least, that's what his facial expression taught those that looked at him. he looked cocky, confident. like he owned the joint. like he knew he was going to win or that he knew that he was going to become the next best thing in Panem. ha, that's a funny statement. andrew, famous? being actually good? that was something he'd be worried for someone if they thought that he was. andrew was the least talented guy - though somehow he ended up here.

a few stretches, some small steps to get his blood pumping.

he felt ready, somehow. "on your marks," he got prepared - just like everyone else that he was racing against. "get set," he was set, just blow the damn gun already.

BANG.

andrew ran, and he didn't look back.

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[Day 1] Track: 100m Sprint Aug 23, 2016 15:49:04 GMT -5

Post by ghosty on Aug 23, 2016 15:49:04 GMT -5

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Tawny Blythe

I suppose that I always want an excuse to get away from One; the chance to win a medal was the perfect reward. In that case, the Olympics could not have come at a more perfect time. It was a couple of weeks ago that I signed the forms to come to Four; the sun really was exactly what it looked on the massive screens during the victor tour. And yet, the first event was here, and it was the 100m. Nothing like trying to show my strength in maybe one of the hardest events, let alone it being first.

I stretch, but only that is an act. We're all careers, we've already done it. Unless of course you're weak and pathetic. I've seen a couple of them around, and even then, they know their way around careers. It's kinda impressive. The gun was lifted into the air, and I heard the bang; I was off.

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[Day 1] Track: 100m Sprint Aug 23, 2016 16:23:15 GMT -5

Post by lance on Aug 23, 2016 16:23:15 GMT -5

Lex Lumiere

He had never planned on competing today, to be quite honest.

When his mother had first mentioned that the President was bringing back the Olympic competitions, he had acknowledged it with a "Hmm, interesting." and then had promptly forgot about it.

Career training was one thing, but participating in physical activities for pure sport?

Needless to say, Lex had never quite seen the appeal to it.

That had changed when he had learned that both cousin Adonis and cousin Annika would be competing, the latter tempting him with explanations of cheery crowds, of doing stuff for sport because you wanted to instead of being required, and for the chance at renown for your district.

When she had gotten to the part that many of the competitors would likely be very fit, attractive men and women from other districts, well, he was sold by that point.

The plan was simple. He'd sign up for a quick, popular event at the beginning, and spend the rest of the time viewing the eye candy around the park to his heart's content.

And if he was really lucky, then maybe he'd have a chance to sample some of it, as well.

Right now, though, that was hardly his main focus. His singular event, a sprint, was about to get underway. Lex had always been quick and nimble, but he had never before participated in a legitimate race with a goal of trying to win.

"On your marks!"

His body stretched out and mind set, Lex was ready to go.

"Set!"

He briefly glanced over at a boy across the track, his face set in a confident smirk.

That one looks like fun, he mused.

He glances back to the front, grinning from both adrenaline and anticipation.

BANG.

The gun fires, and Alexander Lumiere runs as if his very life depended on it.

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[Day 1] Track: 100m Sprint Aug 23, 2016 21:22:23 GMT -5

Post by Benson Sharpe D3M [Tom] on Aug 23, 2016 21:22:23 GMT -5

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His war with the world never truly ended. Pain always was his best friend, from days of running along the district to keep himself in shape and his endurance up. It was the only thing he ever did, nothing else but running and the occasional training. Running was his life, as were the olympics for him. He trained to be one of them. He trained to become the olympian that his mother would be proud of. He trained for every life that was held on his back and pushed him to live a life of endurance. Nothing else had made him the person he is that day, except for the boy on the roof. The boy that allowed him to live his dream that he was standing in now. A dream he never expected to have become a reality.

As he stands, waiting for the bang into the air to signal the race has begun, he stares at his opponents. Names that he had never heard of, just like his own. Bastian Speros was a nobody who had to run away from his problems than face them. This was the everyday torture of Bastian Speros. No friends. No one fits into his life. No one ever did, only the gentle hit of a breeze upon his face. ANd the sound rang through his ears. BANG. And he was off. Running away from everything again.

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[Day 1] Track: 100m Sprint Aug 28, 2016 9:32:29 GMT -5

Post by LAIN 🍽 1M | Mattio on Aug 28, 2016 9:32:29 GMT -5

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It was always Tino's plan to be known for something other than being a complete jackass, so what better way to do it than Panem's olympics? There were so many events, and in all honesty, the cocky boy wished he could compete in all of them, to prove that he could be well-rounded. However, the teenager signed up for one and only one event, a sprint that lasted less than fifteen seconds. Those wonderful seconds would prove once and for all how eager he was to be the best.

An evil grin stayed on his face as they stretched and prepared to do the quick run. Tino counted seven people that he had to compete with, seven people that he'd have to shame in order to win. That's a lot less than the people he menaces with back in District Two. His mind told him that this competition was just a game, but the rest of his body screamed for victory.

"On your marks.."

The adrenaline in his body began to flow, making Tino excited to race..

"Set.."

Victory was the only thing on his mind. The self-centered boy didn't care about his district right now, it was all on him.

A gun fires and he runs, runs for proof that he can be the best.

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