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A long time ago in the world of Minecraft things were good. Peace and harmony ruled and people could go about their business but came the war that nearly wiped out humanity. In order to maintain the hard-earned peace, 12 boys and 12 girls, called Tributes, are put in an outdoor arena where they remain to compete in a nationally televised event called the MineGames. The rules are simple: Keep the audience entertained and stay alive by any means necessary.

Every citizen must watch as the youths fight for survival against death until only one remains or a full year has passed. Your job is to survive the Games for as long as you can in hopes of escape.


(So one thing I forgot to post in the sign-ups was that despite being in Minecraft not everything is a block or flat. So round does exist, think of it as real life.)

It was a warm day in July, almost too warm for one's comfort. People were getting ready to head to the town hall for the MineGames "Selection" would take place.

Akane and Leaf were helping each other getting ready. Leaf was wearing a modest green dress and a pair of flats while Akane was wearing a canvas jacket with a tanktop underneath and a pair of jeans, and her work boots.

Melody was still bathing as she got ready.

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Megami brushed her hair, trying to smooth it out. She repeated to herself her mantra. "Everything will be okay." as if hoping that she could manipulate herself into believing that. Unfortunately, it didn't work that well. She was nervous, and scared. She finished with her hair and got dressed. "Megami Okurito, it is time to go!" her mother called to her from the downstairs. "One second mother!" Megami scrambled to get dressed. She chose a pair of silver leggings and a light gray tank top. Over that she put on her trademark gray jacket and pulled on her black leather combat boots.

Rae was staring at a lantern. People ignored her, for they were afraid of triggering something. Her obsession with fire was a well known fact. Her insanity? Even more well known. She has a long cruel looking red blade dangling from her belt. It was dripping blood. No doubt she had been in the woods earlier, slaughtering away at animals.

Silver was picking at a blade of grass. She was very bored but had to pretend she was at least a little bit mentally present. Silver was ADHD and it was obvious by the way she moved. Her limbs were full of energy, and she was very athletic. She was very good with metal as well, and had a ring on her finger that she twisted with her free hand. At the age of 14, she was on the younger side but you couldn't tell by her body. She was pretty tall for her age, so she was often mistaken for someone older then she was.

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meg brushed her hair silky smooth and put it in a ponytail ,she put on her sweatshirt and got her bag and went down stairs.she ate some toast an put on her shoes and walked out the door.She began walking to the town hall where the "selection" for the mine games would take place.

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Blood drips from Kayda's knuckles. Her eyes are squint as she glares down at her target. He was known to be a bully and had a long track record of beating others up just for the fun of it. Kayda had to admit, the fight was tough at first, his power had something to do with amplifying physical strength. If it weren't for the fact that she had taken him by surprise, she would've more than likely lost. The boy glances up at her with a shocked expression, almost as if he were surprised that he had lost. But it falters away into fear when she raises up her hands- afraid she was going to hit him again.
"Does the name Timothy sound familiar?" Kayda asks, her voice comes out sounding like a purr- a cat who had trapped her prey. The boy tries to answer, but it comes out as a choked gasp when she kneels down so that they face to face. "Hmph, by that reaction I would say yes-" she pauses to wipe her bloodied knuckles on some cloth. "Now, I would imagine you are planning on leaving him alone for now on right?" She tosses the cloth at the boy, who reacts too slowly and gets hit in the face by it.
"You have some nerve, why did you decide to jump me? Why today?" The boy growls.
"I find that humiliation is a great motivator, everyone will get to see how weak you are today. If looks aren't enough, I'll be sure to share the news." Kayda moves towards the door, she gives the boy one last mocking smile. "I'll see you at the picking for the Minegames" she says with a wink before leaving.
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It doesn't take long for Kayda to get ready. She wears the same attire she usually wears. A loose but menacing dark outfit. It shows off the rose tattoo covering her shoulder and neck. She choose a rose tattoo for a reason. It was beautiful, but dangerous, exactly the reputation she wanted. Now she had to do one thing. Wait. There was no reason for her to be early for this thing. It was pretty unlikely that she would be chosen, so she wasn't too stressed out.

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(Here she is~)

The sound of an infant's wail shook through the house, waking Cora from her sleep. With a groan, she sat up and put her cyan beanie on her "hair" and stumbled downstairs half awake. Her mother was trying to calm her baby sister, who at the moment appeared to be a cyan squid. Her mother gently rubbed Coraline's head as Coraline gave her mother a weary smile and grabbed her fanny pack that contained her many various Weapons that she had would use. (Meaning the Splatoon weapons.)

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Tenacity stumbled around his room, the large boy making plenty of ruckus. In all reality, he was just trying to get a shirt on. However, his large wings made that more than a little difficult. Struggling to get the useless extra limbs through slices in the back of the shirt, he ran into the walls, the door, his bed, and his dresser. After a bit of swearing and muttering, he got the shirt on. Only to find it was almost too small. "You gotta be kidding me." The growl was filled with rage, both at his wings and at the shirt. "It'll be there and back, not too long in this thing. I'll be fine." His pants were already on, and a belt was buckled around them. A dark colored glove covered one hand, and a very medical looking eye patch covered the corresponding eye. Making his way through the house, he checked himself in a mirror. Blue jeans, black leather belt with a bronze buckle, a maroon shirt that was too small, and a pair of hiking boots. He didn't need the boots, of course. But they were the most comfortable pair of shoes in the household, so he rather enjoyed being able to wear them. Headed for the door, Tenacity glanced backwards. He was sure he wasn't forgetting anything... So why did it feel like he was? Stumbling back inside the house, Tenacity checked to make sure the oven was off. It was. Nodding slightly, he started towards the Minegames selection.

The city hall square was packed with girls and boys all between the ages of 12 to 18 in the middle of the square. In the front was a large podium, on either side was a large glass bowl filled with slips of papers, each having a name on them. One was dedicated to teh girls and another to the boys. A brief security check at the entrance prevented anyone underage or overage from entering the square. Anyone wanting to watch that was outside of the age range was escorted to the sides of the city square that were roped off.

Akane and Leaf walked in together holding each other's hand to calm the other's nerves, yet trying to be somewhat discrete about it.

Melody was wearing a gossamer's gown and knee-high boots as she sauntered up to teh city's square.

Coraline walked up behind Kayda (unknowingly) as she headed to the square, keeping her head down to avoid any unessisay contact.

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Grey eyes fall upon Coraline, they are filled with judgement as she stands, rooted in her spot, silently analyzing the girl. She looked small and scrawny, exactly the type of girl to draw negative attention to herself. She raises her head up proudly, a cruel smile appearing on her lips as a clever plan forms in her head. She would escort Coraline to the Picking Area. Of course, Coraline would be unaware of her actions. If anyone dared mess with Coraline, well, they won't make it into the Picking Area in the same shape as they were previously.
Feathers lightly brush Kayda's face as her form slowly dissipates and turn into an assortment of sparrows. It's a horrifying sight, watching a human slowly, and quite literally, crumble down piece by piece; where flesh, bone, muscle, and meat should be, instead is a living creature. It's painful too, not the shifting part- the controlling part. Her power is interesting, she really only has full control of only a few birds, the rest act as clones, perfectly copying every move of the one it's mimicking. Her brain and conscience are literally ripped apart into pieces as she focuses on her multiple new forms, forcing it to carefully fly above and around Coraline. She tries to act natural, carefully landing on branches at times. But it wouldn't surprise her if Coraline took notice to the random flock of sparrows tailing her.

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Tenacity managed to sprint to the city hall in record time, although his wings did slow him down. He had tried to leap and flap them, but it didn't gain him much ground. Nearly running over one of the security guards, he came to a stop at the checkpoint, quickly making his way through. Stepping into the crowd, he winced as people nearby turned and looked at him, with his single glove and eyepatch. The massive wings might have done something for the attention, too. Making his way through the gathered horde, he whispered a few sorry's and scuze me's as wings whapped faces and feathers the size of a forearm suddenly blocked views. Sighing, he eventually made it to where he could hear what was happening on stage, then looked over his shoulder and regretted it immediately. The sheer amount of sour, annoyed, and purely rage filled faces was shocking. Turning briskly back to look at the stage, the boy took a deep breath. 'They'll be fine, it's just a bit of a flogging. Nothing much.'

Coraline had heard the fluttering of wings and glanced up at the flying group of Sparrows that was actually Kayda in disguise. One of them flew down and landed on her outstretched hand. Being gentle, she stroked the bird's head then let it fly out of her hand when it flapped its wings. WIth a small smile, she headed to the selection area and waited for everyone else.

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What a shame, nobody took the bait Kayda thinks to herself as Coraline nears the area, she was safe, that was clear. Kayda was secretly hoping for a fight, she liked the small workout it gave her, the way it released her anger, and more importantly, there was always someone benefiting from her win besides herself.
Taking a deep breath, Kayda lands behind a group of kids her age. They scoff when they notice Kayda reappearing in her human form behind them. Whispers move through the group as she quite rudely bursts through the middle of the group instead of politely walking around them. She turns around, loose strands of hair falling into her face as she gives them a challenging glare.
"You have something to say? Say it to my face" Kayda growls, she crosses her arms and gives them a firm stare.
"Nothing, we have nothing to say to you" one of the girls responds bravely, her confidence rising as armed men take notice of them. Kayda's jaw tightens as she holds back biting words, now was not the time to cause a dispute. As Kayda nears the stage she notices something curious. Eyes had fallen upon her, and it was from those who she wouldn't want to get attention from. Peacemakers. She turns away from them, pretending to not notice their stares. Dread fills her gut as her eyes land on the two jars. Something felt off about this, and her intuition was rarely incorrect.

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meg stood in the crowd waiting for the selection to start "im probably not gonna get in"she thought and went to go sit somewhere.she sat down on a bench and got out a book an started reading.

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Tenacity Green, forever a clutz in crowds. Mainly due to his wings, which he truly despised so very much. In fact, that were what caused him to smack so many people in the back of the head, and accidentally jab them in the eyes with big feathers. His mind was in a loop, complaining about the wings. That is, until he reached the selection area. He noticed it all too late. What had he forgotten? To tie his boots. As soon as he stepped into the area, the boots took the chance to strike. Strings caught under one boot, causing a slight gasp of surprise as one foot stopped midway through the step it was taking. His wings flared out, trying to keep balance, although did so unsuccessfully. Then, he noticed her. A fairly dangerous looking girl, with a set jaw and a very dangerous build. He pointed out several things that could probably remove his shoulders from their sockets in moments. Then realized he was about to hit her with his fall. "Sonuva-" The curse was cut off as he felt his body collide with hers, his mind going into overdrive. She was likely going to kill him for this.

Any remark or action was delayed as surprise fills Kayda's gaze. She instinctively puts her arms out, desperate to stop his fall and save herself from the embarrassment of having someone take her down, even if it were by accident. She manages to place her arms onto his chest, but she isn't able to hold him up very easily. He has a pretty built form, and the extra weight of his wings certainly didn't help. She doesn't have time to be shocked by the fact that he has wings, a very rare sight, even in this world.
He was still falling, and she wasn't fully prepared to stop it. Her arms buckle under his weight, which brings her down with him. Fortunately, she manages to roll out of his way just in time, which saves her from further embarrassment.
Her face somehow manages to turn even redder when she loses her footing as she tries to stand up, which would've sent her tumbling down again if not for the fact that she managed to regain her footing just in time.
She slowly stands up, her eyes fixated on Tenacity with a look of rage. What should she do with him? A fight was a no go, there were Peacemakers everywhere, and she could tell by looking at him that he was not someone to underestimate. Still, she was desperate to do something, especially if it meant regaining some of her lost pride.
"Watch where you are going" she snaps. She cringes slightly, what a cliché remark, she could usually come up with a more wise-a*s remark but it was too late for that.

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Tenacity felt his body slam into the ground, knocking the air out of him and causing him to wheeze. His eye patch flew off, the small straps not very secure. Trying to regain his breath, he scrambled to grab the eye patch. He took note of Kayda's tone, which caused him to look up in surprise. He forgot about the eye patch, hefting himself up to his feet. His right eye, the one previously covered by the forgotten eye patch, was blank white, as if it were blind. Brushing himself off, he stated down at her. The eye gleamed in the light, showing no sign of previous pupil or iris. As the left eye moved, took in every other threat Kayda could possibly be, the blank eye remained still. He did not speak, simply analyzed. His face showed some kind of expectancy, as if awaiting her to scold him or look down to avoid the dead gaze of his right eye.

A shiver runs through her spine as she finds herself staring at that one dead eye. Years of fighting had conditioned Kayda to be able to deal with gruesome sights, but this certainly topped them all. Focus Kayda scolds. She should be focusing on appearing menacing, but she was struck silent.
The silence was deafening, it had drawn out a moment too long, that realization was enough to shake Kayda back into reality. She unclenches her fists, having now just realized that they were clenched, anticipating a fight. "Watch yourself" she says threateningly, then pauses, she shouldn't be acting this aggressive, it was a mistake after all. "Learn to control those" she adds with forced kindness as she gestures to his wings.

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"I didn't ask for them. I'd rather cut them off." His voice was slow, deep, approaching dangerous. The first thing Kayda had said reminded Tenacity of the one person who he despised the most. But he would never mention her to this stranger. Not unless the stranger had something to trade. The dead eye seemed to bore into the mind, hungry for secrets. Although, it never found any. Not unless a memory was brought to get mind. Which Tenacity was reminded of when he felt his own mind attempting to reach out. "Your knuckles have traces of blood on them. Who was that?" He only wanted to force a memory to get thoughts, only wanted to show her what he could do. He didn't care who it was. He wanted her to realize that he was not to blame.

Megami leans against a fence post/tree/whatever. She waits patiently, observing those around her. She sees Silver picking at the grass. "ADHD." she mutters to herself, taking notes. Her eyes flick across Rae. She remains silent, knowing that Rae had weirdly remarkable senses at random times. She sees other people too. "Maybe I should make some friends." she thinks.

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Laughter drips out of Kayda's mouth like venom. "And why does that matter to you?" She asks. The mention of the memory made it pop back up into Kayda's mind. Maybe without realizing it, the memory was transferred into Tenacity's mind, but in return, the memory in his head was placed into her mind.
It was a rather strange memory, in that moment, Tenacity would feel every feeling she felt. Her anger, her cunning ways of fighting, and lastly- her fear. The slightest tremble in her hands and knees as she faces a target who should've been able to defeat her easily. Her instincts screaming for an escape, as she continued to fight the bully.
Her eyes widen in surprise as what was happening suddenly dawns on her. "How did you-?"

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Before anyone could do anything else the mayor stepped forward and began his usual speech about the war and the dark times and how most of the earth and been swallowed up by water leaving behind little land for them to survive on. Then came the part everyone was dreading, the picking. Everyone took a collective breath as he headed over to the ball with girl's names. He reached his hand in and read off the slips one by one, calling each name.

(Everyone does their own characters, girls first then we'll jump back and do the boys.)

"Akane Stone." "Leaf Gartha." Akane and Leaf looked at each other in worry.

"Melody." Melody looked up at the cameras as they trained on her face, it was hard to read her expression.

"Coraline Cyan." The color drained from her face.

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