The 1st Hunger Games

bluegreen · Jul 14, 2012

but will our characters compete against each other in the hunger games? and isn't violence not allowed on tamatalk? how will we post about the hunger games without violence? someone please answer my question

so this is what happened to Fionna...

She walked with her family to the reaping. "Oh, how I hate dresses" she thought as it got caught in yet another bush. They had finally arrived, the atmosphere was like that of a funeral, soon 2 unlucky people would be given a death sentence. They wouldn't stand a chance against the careers. A lady in flamboyant clothes and a fancy hairstyle was standing on the stage, a representative from the capitol, no doubt, she was speaking. Blahblahblah, yadayadayada, Fionna never listened to her speeches, it was pretty much the same every year anyway, finally she was done talking. She shoved her hand in the container full of papers and grabbed a slip at random..."I hope it's not me, I hope it's not me" Fionna chanted in her head...

caomi · Jul 15, 2012

The assistant pulled out the name everybody was silent... "Renki Waters" she read. Renki froze, she had just heard the name wrong it wasn't really her was it? Maybe there was another Renki waters, maybe- "Renki waters can you please come to the stage now." Renki walked trembling to the stage. She looked out at all the faces staring at her. The assistaant said a few more things and then she asked "any tributes?" Renki looked around pleadingly but nobody stepped forward, nobody wanted to take her place. Then the assistant drew the male name. (since we don't have one I'll make one up) "Sam Yeman" The paper read. Renki knew Sam, he was about 17, but looked about 15. He was a quiet boy usually quite timid. He wouldn't stand a chance at the hunger gsmes and Renki instantly felt sorry for him.

bluegreen · Jul 15, 2012

I still can't decide on a last name for Fionna so I'll just make one up right now...how about Nekomi? Also I'll just make up a random name for the boy tribute.

and why is no one answering my questions??? (the one in my previous post)

She raised the slip to the light and read Fionna Nekomi. Fionna's head was swimming with thoughts, as she stood rooted to the spot, fear was welling inside her, she was going to die, no way will she stand a chance against the careers. Then she recovered from shock and walked to the stage nervously, everyone was staring at her, that increased her fear, she hated attention. She was so preoccupied she didn't notice when that lady from the capitol called the boy tribute. Maxwell Maforo, please come to the stage! A small boy, who for some reason reminded her of Lucky, started walking to the stage, if she was nervous it was nothing compared to him, he was shaking like a leaf with every step, pure terror on his face. He looked like he was only 12. But he may have been 13. "At least there's a small chance the careers WON'T beat us, anything is possible, right? Well, it's better than no chance at all." Fionna's optimistic side was trying to cheer her up, it wasn't really working.

kuchipatchi.is.blue55 · Jul 15, 2012

Tasha stood among the other 14 year olds. It surprised her at how she stood tall and straight, with a sort of fearlessness radiating from her. The others sort of slouched and hid their faces. Why not? It wasn't like this was a draw you wanted to win.

The escort (whose name Tasha forgot) walked up confidently to the giant glass bowls. She quickly pulled out a slip from the boys' bowl.

(Random name here) "Adam Pesante!" she calls triumphantly.

Adam, a strong boy of 15, trudges up to the stage and glances at the crowd, his eyes sweeping over the mass of people gathered at the platform. He looks like he doesn't give a care in the world, but Tasha knows he's trying to see if anybody will volunteer.

"No volunteers?" The escort chirps.

She walks over to the girls' bowl.

Not me, not me, not me...

Tasha silently chants.

The escort draws out a slip of paper.

Not me, not me, not me...

"Tasha Anderson."

Shoot. It's me.

CheesyNoodleTama · Aug 1, 2012

Would it be too late to join? :/ Here's my character, anyway. Sorry for trying to join kinda late in the story.

Name: Diana Roland

District: 3 (technology district)

Age: (12-18) 13

Appearance: Jet black hair that falls to her shoulder blades, brown eyes, height at about 5'2, thin. Usually has chapped lips and wears ragged clothing.

Gender: Girl

Abilities: (Things that can help when in the Hunger Games) is skilled at inventing contraptions, being from the technology district. Her other major skill is running. She doesn't like working with weapons all that much, but when needed can handle a knife fairly well.

District Token: none

Other: (I really want the personality to be shown through posts, because that would be better because people don’t follow their own personality part in their form.)... nothing