[March Mini] HUNGER GAMES MARATHON [CYOA]

[baby_gwing]

It was a wonder that no one had thought of organizing a marathon in Destiny City until now, so it was only natural that the hospital that Boaz worked at would take the opportunity to send a representing team when a sporting event that drew its inspiration from the Hunger Games series generated quite a bit of excitement and attention from both the general public and the media. Not that it would hurt anyone to send a team, maybe two to increase their chances of winning, but it would certainly make for positive publicity for the hospital if anyone among those participating managed to emerge as the winner in the end.

Boaz already had a pretty good idea from the start that his name would make it onto the nomination list. It was a given since every department was required to nominate at least one person for consideration plus he happened to be the only one in his department who looked remotely up to something of this nature and didn't spotted a beer belly. Not that he minded taking part in the race at all since he was already running on a regular basis since his school days and he had always wanted to push his own limits a little and see just how far that would take him.

Decked in a pair of navy blue shorts and standing at the starting line with many other hopefuls around him, he looked at each of the piles in turn as the instructions were read out to them, the beating of his heart already picking up its pace in anticipation of what was to come. If it was just a matter of running alone, the bottled water and energy bar pack would be the most logical choice. This, however, was going to be an obstacle course on top of a long distance race and he had a feeling that whatever he chose here would have a huge impact subsequently when he started attempting the various obstacles along the way.

Even after he thought that way, his instincts still won out in the end as evident by him making a bee line for the pile of water and energy bar when the signal was given for the race to begin. He would need something to keep his strength up in the event that dehydration and fatigue started to set in later on after all.


[a] water + energy bar pack
 

[ChibiGingi]

Today was the day. Today was the day that Madeyln Caspian would prove to her sister and her friends that she could be something more, someone athletic and someone who could fend for herself if they time came. For too long has Gwen been mocking and teasing her, making not-so-subtle jabs at the little bit of flab on her belly (in which Madelyn would fire back with the little stubbles she called 'breasts' on her sister's tiny frame). For too long her friends mistook her for a dainty little flower that couldn't stand to get her hands dirty, just because she tended to her appearance over taking to the gym every single day.

Madelyn may not have been an olympian, but she felt that she was a healthy, capable young lady in her own right. After tending to Gwen's basic cares and needs (and then some), Madelyn was going to prove to everyone what she already knew to be true. That she was strong, dependable, and able to hold her own when things got gritty.

And this would be the day she'd prove her worth to Gwen! Not to mention the thought of the prize money going to help her mother with the incoming medical expenses as well as getting started on hoarding away diapers and then some.

"You got this, Maddy," Madelyn told herself, stretching her muscles and getting ready for the starting horn. When the decision was laid before her, she immediately looked towards the bungee cords, looking around the area and trying to decide the best route to grab them. She suspected they'd be pretty useful in the events to come, and as much as she wanted to think she was the only genius to think of this, she was sure that others would think the same. Which meant she had competition... which mean she might have to resort to stepping on people's toes. 'I could pretend to go for bandages... but that would waste time. I'll just go straight for the bungee cords and give a little nudge. It's all just a friendly competition, right?"

One that she might take too seriously, but she had no time to think of that now. The starting horn was blown and Madelyn took off like a bat out of hell, going straight for the bungee cords. Just pretend it's Black Friday!

d) bungee cords  

[[Mistress Morbid]]

Rowan fidgeted nervously as she stood in line waiting for the marathon to start. While she had trained for this she was still incredibly nervous. This was the first time she had signed up to do the whole thing. Usually she just picked a section of it. Taking a deep breathe she slowly began to relax. She'd be okay. As long as she paced herself and didn't over do it, she could finish this thing. 'I can do this.' The teen chanted over and over again in her head.

Rowan eyed the piles of gear, debating which would be best and easiest to work with and give her the most use. Wall she wasn't sure just what exactly could happen that they'd need bungee cords or space blankets, but she liked that they were there just in case. ...Bandages would be nice.. But if she had to stop to apply them she'd just fall further behind. With that she made up her mind on what she'd try to grab.

[a] water + energy bar pack  

[moonlit-raven]

space blanket

What on earth would he need a bungie cord for? The water and energy bars made sense, and so did the bandages. He could almost see the reasoning for the blanket as well, but it was the bungie cords that made him pause. Did they know somehting he didn't? Well, obviously yes, but that wasn't the point.

Should he go for the bungie cords?

He was thinking no, that he should just go for the water bottle and energy bars, but while he was thinging, the horn blew, and his body darted over towards the Space Blanket pile instead. He knew that there would likely be ways to acquire energy bars and water later, he was sure, and these could possibly serve multiple purposes.

He moved through the crowd carefully, slipping through the crowd to reach the pile. He thought at one point that he had kicked one of the water energy bar packs with his foot, in the direction of the pile that he was heading to, but until he managed to get what he was going for, he wasn't about to look. He had to focus!

Maybe if there were any left, he'd be able to snag one of those too.

There was an advantage to being smaller, and he slid through a pair of competitors to get closer to the pile. He was close now, and he dove at the pile, his body poised to roll the moment he grabbed one of the blankets.  

[Noir Songbird]

Delilah reached up behind her, twisting her hair into a ponytail with a pale pink scrunchie. She was excited, for certain. Ever since she first heard about a Hunger Games-themed marathon, she had ramped up her usual exercise regimen, focusing on cardio and endurance to get herself prepared.

She was feeling good and ready, and to top it off, she was feeling gorgeous. It was hard to feel pretty in basic race-wear, but damn it, Lila was convinced she made it look great.

She walked up to the piles of supplies, pondering. Well, there was really only one rational choice; if this was really like the Hunger Games, she'd have to conserve food as much as possible. So Delilah went straight for the energy bars and water.

[a] water + energy bar pack  

[ktqueen]

Right, he had signed himself up for this marathon and had somehow managed to show up on time. That was a miracle for Ianto Yates. There had been a certain amount of sizing up the competition, perhaps not entirely for sizing up reasons, as Ianto stretched before the start of the marathon. It was always a good thing to stretch, to make sure that your muscles wouldn't cramp in the middle of running just because you forgot to do such a thing. There currently weren't buildings or anything of the sort to run or climb, but Ianto could do a normal jog and run sort of deal, as long as he didn't get bored.

He had been supplied with a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Ianto had donned them with no comment and was now standing at the start of the marathon continuing to look around. Then they were off. One foot in front of the other, the dark haired young man tried to remember that it was a marathon, that the fastest runner didn't always win, but then his deep blue gaze landed on the pile of goodies and all bets were off. He kicked it up to eleven a notch and ran for the items, quickly assessing the various things in front of him and attempting to snatch [a] water + energy bar pack because that seemed to be the most helpful thing there. What the hell was anyone supposed to do with space blanket anyway?  

[LP]

Sade Mistiltan had signed up because, well it was a charity event and despite her normal dispositions, there was nothing better than the publicity of winning a charity event.

She sighed as she stretched, they didn't allow her to bring anything? Not even her headphones and the latest and greatest ipod? Well it was a small sacrifice if she could get her name out there. Catching sight of a few of her friends 'Mits' as they called her, waved to them.

When the staring horn blared the bleach blonde looked towards the stations and pondered before heading for something that didn't seem quite so popular. Bandages, surely there would other opportunities for water and such along the way.

[c] bandages  

[Sleet Tempest Snape]

Akito was always one to try something new and this was something new, he'd never run a marathon before, and so when he'd heard about this marathon he couldn't turn it up; especially with the theme being what it was. He was excited, and almost bouncing on his feet, when he arrived all decked out in the darkly colored shorts and tank top he'd been given for this race. His number tags in place he heard people being called to the line and made his way that way. This was going to be fun! He'd never run a marathon before but this one, due to it's theme, had caught his attention and his curiosity. He had actually turned down an offer to go out with his friends today, this was just more attention grabbing and worthy of his attention.

At the front of the line, stretching, he looked out over the packs while going over what to get. Maybe food and water...it seemed like the best idea. Why a bungee cord would be needed he didn't know, couldn't think of a reason.

As the signal went off he took off toward the packs. He needed something, but what? The blanket also was a good idea he supposed. The thoughts though were dashed from his mind as he finally reached them and scooped up the first pack he came across and took off.

[a] water + energy bar pack  

[Fiction1119]

Dev saw it as a good sign that one of the first things he found to do in the city was a race. After years of stomping his brothers and pals into the ground in a cross country barnyard race he thought he would beable to do pretty good against a bunch of city slickers. He had come to the city only a few weeks before to find a part time job, get his cheap apartment settled, and figure out the DCU campus but to hear about the race over the radio as he fiddled with a manttle clock was like a sign from above. It was time to go out and show these suites what a good old country boy can do.

As he stood around the starting line he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "heck of a lot of fillys here." It had to be a city thing since no respectable country lady would be seen sweaty and trying there hardest to beet the stronger and faster males. He shruged the thought away and focused on the task at hand, a choice. His mind broke down each item and the likely hood of them being chosen.... so many would go for the water but that can be scooped up later on the run. Bandages would be useful but that is what shirts and bandanas are for, nothin stops blood like good old cotton. Space Blanket? What good is that? he thought as his mind racked up reasons to get it but came up blank. Bungee cords on the other hand.... they had some potental.

When the horn blared he made right for the pile of bungee cords. Only luck and speed could help him now. Did he choose right?

D - Bungee Cords  

[ZaiaFantasy]

Destiny wasn't exactly sure why she was running a marathon race to begin with. She wasn't exactly out of shape but this just wasn't her style. Yeah, she liked the Hunger Games trilogy and gobbles them up just as quickly as she could get her hands on them once she was made aware of their existence. Oh, well, it was too late now that she was here and getting ready to set off. She did stretches at the line, touching her toes and making sure she was limber.

When she looked up it wasn't surprising that they'd mimic the piles everywhere in the book. If she knew anything at all it was that she'd probably be in for some serious road ahead and though she'd need all the help she could get. But she had to be smart about things.

Looking over the piles she decided that they were all attractive options but [c] bandages could be used in more ways and could be nice to have when the need was great. She could chug along without water and hopefully there wouldn't be need for a blanket. And bungee cords, well, she'd just have to forgo them despite thinking that would be pretty damn useful as well. That was the thing about flying blind, she'd have to grab what she could and hope for the best.

[c] bandages  

[Lithiasaur]

Dennis Terry was what one might call 'out doorsy'. He liked to be active and eager to meet the day. He got up early and went to bed late, wasting as little time as he could possibly get away with to sleeping. At least to remain among the living and functioning.

He was more than ready for this little excursion. As always, he wanted to win. Everything he did in life, he wanted to win, even when it was not exactly a competition. It didn't matter: he went for everything with the same gusto if he wanted it and felt it would make his life better.

Or if it just seemed like a kick in the pants at the time.

He made his way forward with the rest of the pack, not too shy about shoving and tripping. These kind of tactics were not beneath him, and just made things more daring and interesting. People should not get in his way, if they didn't want to get run over. He aimed for whatever was closest, only wanting to grab something for the sake of taking it from someone else, confident enough in his condition and intelligence that he could make use of anything. Or so he had told himself, as he always did.

space blanket  

[The Red Dame]

The money, the glory, blah blah blah. Not why Leo had entered this marathon. He wanted the bragging rights, that’s what he wanted. Well, and to be surrounded by a lot of fit people, maybe see them dirtied up – mm – and maybe get some phone numbers. Of course, since he had gone through the trouble of entering and training and wearing these unflattering shorts, he planned to win too.

Lined up at the starting line, Leo eyed the supplies speculatively. He wrote off the bandages and bungee cord immediately – the hell did he need a bungee cord for? – and was left with the food and blankets. Much though he disliked the taste of most energy bars, that and the water had obvious uses. The blanket, it had uses, but- well, actually, the more Leo considered it, the more he wanted a blanket. He could probably, ah, obtain water or food later.

When the horn sounded, Leo dashed for the blankets, pretending the mob was a moshpit, using an arm the move people aside or weave his way though them.

space blanket  

[Bronze Coffee]

Kor was utterly excited. He loved running. He had a good history of it before he lived here. He kept in shape this way as well. Looking around at all the people, the pierced man felt a little out of place. After all, he looked like he was the only one with metal, the only one with tattoos. He didn't really recognize anyone, either.

Oh, well. His hands moved to start taking out all of his face metal. If it was physical, these things would just make for easy targets. They would catch in the sun, give away his position or whatever happened during this Hunger Games. He had just finished taking out all the metal, leaving in the gauges, when they were told to line up. He felt kind of naked without the metal. Ah, well. It was for the better. He put them all in his baggy in his pocket he kept with him in case he ever had to take them out while in public.

Then the horn sounded. Without even thinking much about it, Kor went for the biggest stack. Water would be useful, energy bars as well. Something like a blanket would add extra weight and slow him down. He couldn't even begin to think of what the bungee cord was for.

[a] water + energy bar pack