Closed.

Your weapon of choice?

Sword!	18.6%	[ 8 ]
Bow and Arrows!	14.0%	[ 6 ]
Scimitar!	9.3%	[ 4 ]
Spears!	2.3%	[ 1 ]
Throwing Knives!	39.5%	[ 17 ]
Slingshot!	2.3%	[ 1 ]
Poison Berries!	9.3%	[ 4 ]
Mines!	0.0%	[ 0 ]
Fishing Hooks!	2.3%	[ 1 ]
PLANTS!	2.3%	[ 1 ]
Total Votes:			[ 43 ]

[sieux]

ωєℓ¢σмє тσ тнє 31ѕт αηηυαℓ нυηgєя gαмєѕ...

"Hello, and happy Hunger Games! May the odds be ever in your favor!" The voice echoed across the stadium of your district. The spokesperson from the capitol, all done up in blue and gold today, is speaking directly to the crowd who stays silent. You can't help but swallow the lump in your throat as they stand on the stage awkwardly. What if you're chosen? The silence seems deafening as you stand perfectly still in your age group of kids. Those around you shuffle slightly, some are even dizzy with nausea. This time every year, many even faint. Can you blame them? Reapings aren't exactly the most enthusiastic thing on the planet to go through.

With a clearing of the throat, the spokesperson then announces the two of the tributes from your district.

One of those names is yours.

You feel your throat begin to close slightly. Is this real? No, it can't be. You stumble your way from your age group to the front stage where you stand bewildered, confused, perhaps even choking back tears. The spokesperson presents you as one of your district's tributes, and orders you to shake hands with the other child chosen. You lock eyes, and for a split moment, you feel sorry for the other person; this is someone you'll have to slaughter to live.

Ushered into the Mayor's building behind you, you find yourself secluded into one room. After moments, your family, closest friends, even lovers come in to give, what could be, their final goodbyes. With a single token of your district and a determined attitude you board the train with the other tribute from your district, and you head to the Capitol to meet your stylist. You have Training to do, Interviews to make, and Sponsors to get.


Then, it's the Games.

...мαу тнє σ∂∂ѕ вє єνєя ιη уσυя ƒανσя.

[xRed_King]

ωєℓ¢σмє тσ тнє 31ѕт αηηυαℓ нυηgєя gαмєѕ...

Hunger Games Rules and Stipulations:

Right, now before you enter that Arena, you need to know a few things. First and most certainly the most important, follow Gaia's Rules and ToS. They could be the sponsor that saves your life, you know!
Now that the disclaimer is covered, let's lay down what you're gonna do inside that arena. This is the Hunger Games, not the Lust Games, so the viewers won't be expecting a bunch of hanky-panky riff-raff out there. However, in the history of the games, there have been a few extremely complicated star-crossed relationships. They never ended well. One in particular was a ruse, and the feisty woman killed her unwitting partner mid-kiss. I can't even bear the thought. So rude. Anywho, try and keep your hormones under control out there, ladies and gentleman. Children watch the Games, you know! Don't do anything your mother wouldn't approve of... oh, aside from... killing people. ANYWAY, I think that's pretty clear. Don't copulate and don't throw bowels around. If you really must, we can provide a time-lapse.
Next, let's get the chain of command under control. You will follow any commands given by the Announcer over the intercom system. You wouldn't want to disappoint Gamemakers, now would you? The last insolent fools that disobeyed a command from the Gamemakers was engulfed in flames and eaten by wolves. Tragic, that is.
Well, enough about the Games. Now to speak about the brief pre-Games events. You will be interviewed in front of the whole of Panem. Please try to present yourself in an elegant and respectable fashion. Also, I sincerely hope all of you are literate. If not, we'll have to give those district schools a talking to. Anyway, some of the fans in the Capitol are enthusiastic and may ask for an autograph or, for the more macabre citizens, your last words on paper. Please do try to give those rare fans at least a two-paragraph composition with proper spelling and grammar. Sometimes we put those on air after the Games. Also, keep any personal talk among yourselves! Unless you are specifically asked in the interview, the fans don't need to hear your life story.
As a last point, you will need to do a certain amount of preparing during your training sessions. If you don't practice, you'll never get far in the Games. Nobody's invincible, after all. If you have any further questions, ask your mentors (myself, xPissedxOffxPoptartx, and - L I 3 X).

Send any and all profiles to myself or - L I 3 X entitled "That's Mahogany!"

IMPORTANT: Check the announcements every day before you post!

...мαу тнє σ∂∂ѕ вє єνєя ιη уσυя ƒανσя.

[sieux]

ωєℓ¢σмє тσ тнє 31ѕт αηηυαℓ нυηgєя gαмєѕ...

Alright, Ladies and Gentlemen, in order for you to be able to join our little soiree, I'm going to need you to fill out some information. Don't go half-assed here, we need the absolute truth. Color as you wish, but change the format and I'll make sure you die the very first day in the arena. Also, don't change the format, at all. Get this to me A.S.A.P! Thank you kindly.

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[list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][color=yourcolor][size=18]» My name is (Name here.)[/size]
» I am [b](age; remember, only ages 12-18)[/b] years old.
» I am from District [b](#)[/b]
» I am [b](height, feet and inches, please)[/b] tall.
» I weigh about [b](give us a weight in pounds(lbs))[/b].
» I figure I'm strongest in [b](areas of strength. Archery/Daggers/Plants, whatever.)[/b].
» My weapon of choice would have to be [b](self-explanatory)[/b].
» You want to know a little more? Well...Okay. Here goes!
[list][list][size=11]»[/size]Bio Here. Not too long. Don't want to waste precious time reading a novel![/list][/list]» Things I like? [b](list these in normal notation. Ex: Cooking, Baking, Making cakes, Throwing bread at Katniss Everdeen's head....Oh, sorry, wrong year.)[/b]
» Before I go...[b]Anything else?[/b]
» My Mentor is: [b]Username.[/b]

...мαу тнє σ∂∂ѕ вє єνєя ιη уσυя ƒανσя.

[xRed_King]

ωєℓ¢σмє тσ тнє 31ѕт αηηυαℓ нυηgєя gαмєѕ...

District 1


Name: Autumn Lightwood
Age: 17
Played By: x - - GDRAGON - kokoro

Name: Tiberius Clayton
Age: 18
Played By: xRed_King

District 2


Name:
Age:
Played By:

Name:
Age:
Played By:

District 3


Name:
Age:
Played By:

Name:
Age:
Played By:

District 4


Name: River Moor
Age: Sixteen
Played By:- L I 3 X

Name: Dante Triton
Age: 17
Played By: xPissedxOffxPoptartx

District 5


Name: Kesslar McRorcy
Age: 17
Played By: Hunters Poison

Name: Caelam McRorcy
Age: 15
Played By: Hunters Poison

District 6


Name: Myra Blake
Age: 16
Played By: clockwerk_mockingjay

Name:
Age:
Played By:

District 7


Name: Chell Olina
Age: 17
Played By: InoueTakashi

Name:
Age:
Played By:

District 8


Name: Elizabeth Delgado
Age: 13
Played By: Fancy iNSaNiTY

Name: Lyle Gaines
Age: 12
Played By: rainbow and arrows

District 9


Name:
Age:
Played By:

Name: Mitla Klaho
Age: 18
Played By: Mango McCrazy

District 10


Name: Jennifer Kaplan
Age: 14
Played By: TsunderePika

Name:
Age:
Played By:

District 11


Name: Nanalie Bonaparte
Age: 18
Played By: Orgiastic

Name: Adder Leon
Age: 18
Played By: rainbow and arrows

District 12


Name: Darcii Sparks
Age: 16
Played By: Beautiful Rarity

Name: Aster Larkspur Fenris
Age: 17
Played By: xRed_King

...мαу тнє σ∂∂ѕ вє єνєя ιη уσυя ƒανσя.

[sieux]

ωєℓ¢σмє тσ тнє 31ѕт αηηυαℓ нυηgєя gαмєѕ...

Links!
Profiles

OOC Thread


Please be cautious what you post and where. Don't need any of our IC posts in the OOC, or any profiles in the OOC thread!

...мαу тнє σ∂∂ѕ вє єνєя ιη уσυя ƒανσя.

[sieux]

ωєℓ¢σмє тσ тнє 31ѕт αηηυαℓ нυηgєя gαмєѕ...

ANNOUNCEMENTS:

Stay present on our Games with this post!
Reminders/Announcements will be posted in red with a wahmbulance
Characters added will be posted in blue.
Deaths will be posted in green with a emotion_zombie
Important events will be posted in purple



04/05/2012 - Thread(s) Created
04/05/2012 - Thread(s) Opened
04/06/2012 - Accepted profiles!
04/06/2012 - District 4 Female accepted, Male reserved. District 6 Female accepted. District 7 Female accepted. District 8 Male accepted.District 12 Male accepted.
04/07/2012 - First IC Post
wahmbulance 04/07/2012 - REMINDER: Send profiles to either xRed_King or Myself, and title them "That's Mahogany!"
04/07/2012 - Districts 10,11,12 Females accepted. District 11 Male reserved.
wahmbulance 04/07/2012 - REMINDER: Reading the rules is imperative. You must understand that NOT EVERYONE lives here. If we message you, and tell you we are killing off your character, then you have no choice but to oblige. We know who we want to make it to the end of this roleplay, the rest of the few will be determined by your character development and posting skills!
04/07/2012 - District 9 Male reserved. District 9 Male accepted. District 11 Male accepted.
04/08/2012 - District 8 Female accepted.
- District 5 Male/Female duo accepted, District 1 female and male accepted.
wahmbulance 04/12/2012 - FOR THOSE WHO HAVE YET TO POST: We are moving on! The parade will start in moments!If you're stuck without a companion in your chariot, we sincerely apologize, but you'll have to act like they're there anyway. For those spots not filled, we will NOT be opening these later; the unfilled spots WILL be INSTANT KILL CHARACTERS.We have to get this ball rolling, TONIGHT! So hold onto your fins, diamonds, and coal dust, because the show is about to begin!
4/12/2012 - Parade started.
4/15/2012 - Parade ended, District 5 tributes invite most everyone to their flat in the Tribute Apartment building for dinner.

...мαу тнє σ∂∂ѕ вє єνєя ιη уσυя ƒανσя.

[sieux]

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Reserved...

Remember, make your posts pretty. We want to be entertained by your formats!

...мαу тнє σ∂∂ѕ вє єνєя ιη уσυя ƒανσя.

[sieux]

ωєℓ¢σмє тσ тнє 31ѕт αηηυαℓ нυηgєя gαмєѕ...

Reserved...

Characters will be killed off...When your character is killed, don't hissy fit. You're welcome to stick around, but this roleplay isn't a 'If you die, you can come back later!' roleplay. All deaths/murders will be final. Only a certain number of characters will make it through. We shall decide who....

...мαу тнє σ∂∂ѕ вє єνєя ιη уσυя ƒανσя.

[sieux]

ωєℓ¢σмє тσ тнє 31ѕт αηηυαℓ нυηgєя gαмєѕ...

Reserved...

Any resistance with the 'Mentors' (a.k.a. Myself, xRed_King, and xPissedxOffxPoptartx) will result in your character being killed. Immediately, no questions asked.

...мαу тнє σ∂∂ѕ вє єνєя ιη уσυя ƒανσя.

[sieux]

ωєℓ¢σмє тσ тнє 31ѕт αηηυαℓ нυηgєя gαмєѕ...

Reserved...

There will be many NPC's (so to speak) to be killed off...about half of the Tributes will be NPC's whose Gaians have agreed to play. If not by myself, than by fellow roleplayers. If interested in playing a NPC destined for an arrow to the neck, or perhaps a spear to the chest, inform me or xRed_King. Any part here is significant!

...мαу тнє σ∂∂ѕ вє єνєя ιη уσυя ƒανσя.

[sieux]

ωєℓ¢σмє тσ тнє 31ѕт αηηυαℓ нυηgєя gαмєѕ...

Reserved...

Failure to comply with any of the rules above, or stated in the Rules Post itself will result in immediate termination of your Character.

...мαу тнє σ∂∂ѕ вє єνєя ιη уσυя ƒανσя.

[sieux]

ωєℓ¢σмє тσ тнє 31ѕт αηηυαℓ нυηgєя gαмєѕ...

Reserved...

While we probably seem like controlling Nazi's, we're actually very flexible and nice people! Don't be afraid to get to know us on a personal level. We've taken quite some time to plan things out, so the whole 'controlling' atmosphere simply comes from us knowing what we want to happen, and what we have planned and expect.

...мαу тнє σ∂∂ѕ вє єνєя ιη уσυя ƒανσя.

[sieux]

ωєℓ¢σмє тσ тнє 31ѕт αηηυαℓ нυηgєя gαмєѕ...

And now, without further ado....

I present to you, Ladies and Gentlemen, the 31st Annual Hunger Games!

If you've stuck with us this long, read every quip and qualm we have, you should join us in our bloodbath! This roleplay has great potential, we're excited to share this experience with you, and hope you're as enthusiastic as us. Let the Games Begin!

...мαу тнє σ∂∂ѕ вє єνєя ιη уσυя ƒανσя.

[sieux]

River Day Moor
District 4

▸▹xxxx The worst thing about the Games, River thought, HAS to be the ride to the Capitol with our Mentor. Striking blue eyes flickered over to the ragged, weather worn looking fisherman that sat across from her. "So, tell us. What will this be like? We've trained our entire lives for this moment, but we still don't know what will happen." She said, her gaze shifting from the mentor to the boy beside her. A fellow with dark hair, light eyes, and rather brawny looking. She hadn't caught his name at the Reaping. She'd have to ask for it later. Along for the ride was the blue and gold dolled up spokesperson, Saira Clavikson. A short, curvy young woman with gold tattoos on her face and arms. Her skin was dyed a light blue, causing the gold to stand out, and her hair was bright sapphire blue. She wore a powder blue sort of Sunday suit with gold and green accent. Her lips, painted a bright green hue and eyelashes brushed with white mascara. Capitol folk were...odd.

▸▹xxxx The ragged man looked up, looking rather tired but confident in the year's two tributes from District 4. "Well, it's a bloodbath at the beginning; there's weapons and everything in the cornucopia. My advice? Slaughter any in your way, get in there, grab your weapon, your pack, and run." At the end of his statement, the train stopped. "We're here, kids. Meet your stylists, then it's the parade. Excited, yet?"

▸▹xxxxRiver couldn't help but frown and quirk a brow. The train came to a halt, and as soon as the doors opened, the two Tributes were graced with screaming, applauding Capitol folk, some pushing others to get a look at the tributes from District 4. A slight push came from behind, courtesy of the ragged mentor. "Wave. Smile. Make them like you." He whispered. River, though begrudgingly, lifted a thin hand and waved, flashing a pearly smile.

▸▹xxxxAfter pushing through the crowd, the two were thrown into a building of great size, and scrubbed head to toe. Scrubbed raw all the way to the bone; At least, that's how River felt. Her skin felt stiff, and upon looking on it, she found it to be rather pink, and almost glowing. After a long and painful plucking and waxing session, her dirty blonde hair was washed and brushed thoroughly, and she was given a paper gown to wear until her Stylist came in. The tall, lean woman was done up in red, orange, and yellow; she looked like she'd burst into flame any moment. Her hair was dyed a brilliant red, orange and yellow at the tips, and was pinned up into a sort of mohawk, the ends curled and hair-sprayed into place. "You must be River. I am Alise." River could do naught but stare at the woman. Finally, she slipped from her catatonic state and nodded. "Yes, lovely to meet you," she replied. "District four is the fishing district. We figure we'll play with the water theme for your costume for the parade. Ever been a mermaid?" Alise asked, crossing her arms and angling her hips. "Ah, no, but I trust you have wonderful ideas; my body is your canvas." River replied. Alise motioned for her to stand, so she did. She was also asked to turn in a tight circle, and lift her arms, move her legs certain directions, and just trivial things. "You, gold and teal paint. I want scales on her arms and at the corners of her eyes. You, get her hair done; curl it in thin strands down her back. You, get on her makeup. I want gold, teal, turquoise, blue green, and silver. I'll take care of her costume. Take her measurements and get them to me," Alise said, before turning and walking off briskly.

Location:Train/Capitol
Doing:Train/Meeting stylists.
Interview Outfit
Music
[OOC: Forewarning; I already know what the other tribute from my district will look like,
so I'm not making things up here. Let's get this ball rolling, folks!]

[xRed_King]

Aster Larkspur Fenris
District 12 Tribute

Aster sat in the bullet train to the Capitol in complete silence across the table from his mentor, Gray Jardine. He didn't know much about the old coot, but he knew that he'd won the Hunger Games very early on in its inception. He probably hadn't broken double digits. This was surprising, considering the kinds of Tributes that always came from District 12. Sitting beside him was the escort known as Sextus Wellwood. He'd been District 12's escort since the Hunger Games began, if Aster was correct. Today, he wore a deep purple suit and had a kind of golden color to his hair, which was up in a topknot. He also had greenish tattoos around the corners of his mouth and his eyelids, making for a very creepy character all-around. They'd all just been talking about how to survive in the games. The arena was always a huge variable, but the gist of his advice was Take as much from the Cornucopia as you think you can get away with without dyin', then find water. Steer clear o' fire as much as yeh can.

They drew near to the Capitol and Aster shot a quick glance to his fellow Tribute, Darcii Sparks. She grew up under similar conditions to him and they both held the "Seam look" of all families that had lived in the Seam for generations and whose men worked the coal mines. Dark hair, olive skin, and gray eyes. Aster was a bit more tan from long days in the outdoors during summer. Anyhow, they were pulling into the station and when the doors opened, Aster stepped out to crowds applauding and reaching out to touch his hands. Aster was a huge people person, so he extended his arms to give anyone seeking one a high-five as he walked along, a white-toothed grin on his face the entire time. Soon, he was in the prep building and they were washing him down and trimming his hair all-around. They let him keep his five o'clock shadow, stating that it added to his "rugged good looks." This was rare for a Capitol prep team. Most people in the Capitol steered clear of facial hair. He only knew of a few political figures who kept a beard.

Once Aster was fully prepared, his stylist entered. She was brilliantly garbed in a flowing dress combining red and blue that made Aster think he was looking out across water. The look was accentuated by long, shiny, chocolate brown hair in a bright curtain around her shoulders highlighted with silver to match the tattoos about her arms and legs. She did seem rather beautiful for someone from the Capitol. Most just looked odd. She strode forward toward Aster and gave him a once-over while walking around him. "My name is Fannia, and I'll be your stylist for the entirety of the Games. Hm, you are a good slate to work with. I see a lot of versatility here. Now, District Twelve is the coal-mining district. So, we're clearly working with a multitude of dark colors. Grey and black, mostly. I think we'll make you a coal miner. A black jumpsuit covered in gray and black dust, as well a your face. Then we'll give you a headlamp for effect." Fannia said before barking her commands and striding from the room. Aster had figured versatile meant it might be different this year. Instead, it would be the same as always. Thankfully, she wasn't making him go stark naked and covered in coal dust.