HUNGER GAMES RP!!!

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HUNGER GAMES RP!!!

HUNGER GAMES RP!!!

 

Okay, I'm obsessed wit h the Hunger Games books and have never seen an RP on them, so I thought I'd at least attempt. This is in the arena, but you are trying to escape. And one of the people you can be is someone who will die!

RULES: If the Admins are OK with it, you can do blood etc. Language!

Name: Zinnia Hart

Gender: F 

Age: 15

District: 11

Appearance: Auburn hair in one long braid, blue eyes, pale skin, freckles

Training score: 10

Best Defense(pick 2): Bow and arrows, speed

Etc. 

Nothing too gory. We reserve the right to edit.

Admin

 

 

submitted by Young Writer
(December 23, 2014 - 3:54 pm)

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submitted by IATW
(February 15, 2015 - 4:41 pm)

Lucelle~

I find myself awake again, sopping wet. I see Jackson standing over me with a bucket. Well, that explains it.

I lift my head from the floor and look around. Zander is also lying on the ground, stirring a little bit. Zinnia is by him with a bucket, and a branch is on his other side. 

I sit up and my head spins, making me quickly lie down again. 

"I think I have a fever," I tell Jackson. He shakes his head.

"No, you don't," he says. "I set up a small electric trap, but it wasn't done. I don't know how it got to here, but it did, and you stepped on it. Luckily I know how to get rid of electrocution. Do you have any blackberries?"
I nod. "There's a pantry in the hollow tree over there."

Soon I'm standing again, and helping out with Zander. We've diagnosed him with a concussion. At least, we're pretty sure that's what he has; he had a little bit of trouble reciting Humpty Dumpty and  (as Zinnia is pretty sure she remembers reading) he has slightly dilated pupils. 

My arm is much better, actually. I suppose the antidote Lily sent me just took a while to work. I use some of it on Zander's head, which was bleeding, but Jackson told us not to worry, all head wounds bleed, even if they aren't very bad.

submitted by St.Owl, age 10
(February 16, 2015 - 1:35 pm)

 
I stirr and sit up. Where.... Where am I? "Zinna?" I ask "Where are we? Why does my head hurt? Why is everything blurry?" I ask. She explains. I sigh. I hear footsteps and 3 equipped tributes burst out of he bushes with bows drawn. "Zin. Leave me here. Escape. Leave me...... ," I say. "You'll be safer. Go."

submitted by Zander
(February 16, 2015 - 5:01 pm)

Lucelle:

These must be whats left of the Careers. I can tell because on of them has a diamond earring. District 1 boy. I killed the girl.

I dive behind a stump as the first arrow falls. Jackson steps out of the tree and almost gets impaled. I grab him and we run.

We run for about a minute until I realize-- Zander and Zinnia aren't behind us.

"We have to go back," says Jackson. I agree. We run over to see Zinnia and an almost uncountios Zander surrounded by Careers.

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Dun dun duuun!!!

submitted by St.Owl, age 10
(February 16, 2015 - 5:45 pm)

Oh no. Oh no. Oh no oh no OHNO. I look around frantically. My bow is over on a tree stump. I'm no good at wrestling. 

submitted by YW/Zinnia
(February 19, 2015 - 10:59 am)

GUYS!!!!!! COME ON!!!

Lucelle-

"Come on. We can't just stand here!"

I run into the fray. I think I catch something, but no cannon fires. Good, no one's dead.

I dash over to Zinnia's bow and quiver and throw them to her. She starts firing, and I hear a cannon. The district 1 boy, lying on the ground.

"Come on," I say to Zinnia.  "I'll get Zander."

 

She doesn't come on. Instead, she's helping me lug Zander into the forest. We're not safe yet, however. The crashes in the brush behind us indicate we are being followed.

submitted by St.Owl, age 10
(February 21, 2015 - 11:44 am)

"Go on!" I hiss at Lucelle as we try, and fail, the task of carrying Zander away from the Careers. "No," she replies, huffing. " We can't get away." We will have to fight. We can't do this much longer." I nod, and we set the unconscious Zander down against a beech tree. I take out my bow, and Lucelle her knife. I stare at the brush we just came out of, an arrow ready to fly.  But no one comes out of any bushes, nor trees. After about 15 minutes of patrolling, we set down our weapons. I start to tend to Zander.  While I'm dabbing cool water on his forehead it hits me. Jackson and Cory caused a diversion. Do they have an OUNCE of common sense?

 

 

submitted by Young Writer/Zinnia
(February 22, 2015 - 9:36 am)

"Well," I say. "Should we leave?"
Zinnia shrugs. "They know where we are," she says. "They may come back."
"True," I reply. "Just let me gather up my stuff."

This takes me ten minutes, as I have a lot of stuff! But after a bit I'm done, and we leave.

"Wow, your backpack's full to the brim," says Jackson.

"Yeah," I reply, "when I was injured, I got a lot of food."
He nods. We all (the three of us are supporting Zander) are reaching the edge of the forest.

"Soon we'll be very easy to see," I say. "Should we keep going or turn back?"

submitted by St.Owl, age 10
(February 22, 2015 - 7:54 pm)

Zinnia-

I see the trident fly through the air and feel it pierce my leg.  

submitted by
(March 8, 2015 - 4:43 pm)

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Cappi says imdb. I'm da bomb? 

submitted by Young Topper
(March 8, 2015 - 5:24 pm)

Congrats on 100th post, thread!

submitted by Young Writer
(March 8, 2015 - 5:28 pm)

This thread is awesome¡!!!!!!!!Smile

submitted by Palmtree, age 12, Florida
(March 9, 2015 - 6:00 pm)

Thanks Palmtree!!

submitted by Young Writer
(March 10, 2015 - 2:14 pm)

Zinnia-

The pain is the fiercest thing I've ever felt. It rips at my body like a lion pulling my heart from my body and shoving it back in. I think I'm screaming, at least my mouth is open. And right before I black out, I know. That blade wasn't just a blade.

When I wake up, my bow is next to me. A little farther along, Loretta is slumped against the tree, fresh cherry juice streaming from her arm.

That's not cherry juice, yeh dumbo. I tell myself, crawling over to her. But I can't.

submitted by Young Writer
(June 12, 2015 - 3:08 pm)

Zinnia-

My leg. Darn it all.

I brace myself and turn to look at the damage.

My leg is red and orange, flames spreading up my thigh as I watch.  

submitted by Young Writer
(June 14, 2015 - 1:53 pm)