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 Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 3:56 pm
Ezekiel Cross
D3
Ezekiel trembled as the platform began to rise. Focus on the metallic surface, Ez. Clear your mind... This is only a game. His mind was racing faster than his pulse. If he didn't get to the Cornucopia and get something to help him, it could be the end of him. Survival was never something he had to think about. Money-wise, yes, that was always a problem, but never the fact that people wanted him dead. It's a game. Think... Calculate the probabilities.
He had closed his eyes, absorbed in thought. The ring of people moving off of chrome platforms was the only thing that let him know that it had begun. When he looked forward, his heart sank. Water? He was definitely not an adept swimmer. If someone attacked him in the river, he was done for. Sarane was already long gone. Crap, what am I doing?! He dived in to the icy water and kicked, surfacing for only a moment. He hit the sand and bolted, not daring to glance back. There was a backpack that looked promising... and then there was a spear. A smile broke across his face. He could only carry one, but that would be plenty. He didn't bother to throw the backpack over his shoulder as he sprinted eastward. Travel towards the rising of the sun... A mountain towered up ahead.
Health;; 100/100
Hunger;; 100/100
Thirst;; 100/100
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 6:54 pm
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xxx---The moment of truth and the moment to lie
xxx---The moment to live and the moment to die
xxx---The moment toxxf i g h txxand the moment toxxf i g h txxx---TO FIGHT TO FIGHT TO FIGHT Arden was getting bored. No other tributes passed by the Cornucopia for the kill, so Arden decided to head back to the waterfall for shelter. It was approaching dusk. Right now, it was maybe an hour before the sun sets completely?
Arden packed up her stuff and headed north, bow in hand and arrow still notched. After only a few minutes of slow walking, Arden paused. Or maybe she should go ahead and scope out other parts of the arena. The mountains over in the east looked inviting and promising. She headed over that way. Best to look at how things go before settling to only one corner of the Arena.
exit to the mountains xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx---|health| perfect, 1OOxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx---|hunger| perfect, 1OOxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx---|thirst| perfect, 1OOxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx---|inventory| Bow and Quiver (12 arrows), 1 bee sting salve, 1 worm bait, 2 bittermelon, Scythe, 4 pack of water bottles (in a sack, 3 servings each, 7 servings left)xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx---|allies| no one yet[o.o.c. This was so short, sorry! I really have nothing else to write, and she's leaving too. So sorry! //flails]
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 6:19 pm
▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ╣ Bentley Marioth | District 11 ╠ ⌠ It always seems impossible...
until it's done. ⌡Alliances: Venus Tala [D11]
Location: CornucopiaInventory:Insulated sleeping bag, Full canteen (2/5 servings left), Antibiotic cream (2/2 uses left), Hunting Knife, 2 Smoke Bombs, Water purification tablets (7/7 left), Beef jerky (3/7 servings left)I felt dizzy, almost sick, as the horn blasted to begin. All the tributes ran towards the Cornucopia. I retreated maybe 100 yards into the forest behind me and waiting until I couldn't wait anymore. I took the first night sleeping under a giant pile of sticks, leaves, and shrubs. Spent the next day watching over the cornucopia, and decided one more night until I could comfortably retrieve my items. I had gone unnoticed. On the early morning of the 3rd day, just as the sky began it's blue-ish tint. Before the sun had risen, I bolted across the river to the cornucopia, grabbing the glasses, sweater, and large pack. I quickly rushed into the direction of the mountain to begin. Not sure how long I'd stay, but my balance and evasion abilities might be crucial and give me a great advantage there. ⌠ In order to be irreplaceable, one must always be different. ⌡
Current:
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Health: 100/100
Hunger: 75/100
Thirst: 70/100
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⌠ The best way to cheer yourself up is to cheer somebody else up. ⌡
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 12:16 am
▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ╣ Bentley Marioth | District 11 ╠ ⌠ It always seems impossible...
until it's done. ⌡
Alliances: Venus Tala [D11]
Location: Cornucopia
The sun had began to take it's toll on the earth's surface, still only painting it with limited visibility by the time I had returned to the Cornucopia. A little tired from dashing tree to tree, I took a quick break across the river from the Cornucopia. That quick break only happened to be a minute or two though; there was no point in risking this opportunity.
I dropped from the tree, and slowly, quietly dropped myself into the river. I swam across as fast as possibly, making sure none of my items were lost in the rapids. Once making it to the other side, I lied down under a large shrub. I had no idea where the other tributes were, but to have one kill me while rushing to grab some extra items would be ridiculously stupid. But I most go before it gets any light out I think to myself. And that's when I rushed the giant metal monument.
I was out of food back at camp, but I was in a rush; there was no time to check bags. Heart throbbing, blood pumping, I grabbed a backpack with a fishing net attached to it, along with a lighter which lied next to the bag. I ran out as fast as I could, lunging into the river and scattering my way into the forest as fast as I could.
I was safe. At least from the cornucopia. There was no slowing down in my running pace though. I climbed up a tall oak tree and began my branch-to-branch blitz. A pace I would continue until I reached the "safety" of my cave.
⌠ In order to be irreplaceable, one must always be different. ⌡
Current:
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Health: 100/100
Hunger: 45/100
Thirst: 90/100
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Inventory:Insulated sleeping bag, Canteen (4/5 servings left), Antibiotic cream (2/2 uses left), Hunting Knife, 2 Smoke Bombs, Water purification tablets (5/7 left), Night Vision Glasses, 4 yards of strong, durable thread, Fishing line, Hooks (4), Fishing Net, Bait (7 uses), Boning Knife, Plastic Wrap (6 uses), Lighter.
⌠ The best way to cheer yourself up is to cheer somebody else up. ⌡
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 2:29 pm
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▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ Ｍｏｒｒｉｇａｎ Ｌｅｎｅ Ｒａｖｉｎｅ x❤xxＤｉｓｔｒｉｃｔ Ｆｉｖｅ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪
┗━━━━━━━━━┛ I was thankful that we had decided to set up camp such a short distance away from where the river was. I had snagged Tao's fishing line and a hook before coming, and I knew that would make my life so much easier. The trip to the river was uneventful, with much thanks from me to the Gamemakers monitoring us from above. There was only eight tributes left, and I'm sure we'd be monitored much more closely by the Gamemakers and all of Panem. I thought of my family back home hoping and praying for my safe return and knew that they must be proud that I've made it this far, but their hopes must be even higher. I hoped that one of my opponents didn't crush that dream.
There was a much higher chance of me making it through this years games, and I was thankful to my partner for being so faithful to our alliance. I'd probably be dead now if it weren't for his constant help and protection. Of course, my swordsmanship was my biggest strength, but everything else fell far behind that.
Reaching the waters edge, I managed to hook a worm and drop it down into the water while holding on to the fishing line. Now all I have to do is wait. My first catch is quite exciting, and I can hardly believe that I had caught such a nicely sized fish. Two more fish later, I was heading back to camp, arriving there just when Tao did as well.
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Ｈｅａｌｔｈ ▪ 100/100
Ｈｕｎｇｅｒ ▪ 30/100
Ｔｈｉｒｓｔ ▪ 100/100
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