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Supernatural HG 3
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Supernatural HG 3Finn watched the fight unravel, he perked up.
Marshal stood there, waiting.
Hailey rubbed his shoulder one more time, “Just ignore him” she said while covering up her face with her other hand.
Finn sighed, “Just when things were about to get interesting” he said quietly to himself while he closed his eyes to rest again.
Roxy smiled, "the poor thing, she's all wore out."

Adelaide didn't know what she was expecting exactly beyond a whole bunch of lost souls to be the fodder for this years Arena; eyeing this girl, she saw a mixture of resignation and perhaps trepidation for the future. The snowy haired brute met the girl's gaze patiently, learning back on the plush ornate chair. "No worries." The career said evenly.
Eve was dressed in a dress and a heart accesory that lit up at the push of a small button on the dress. It gave an odd sense of charm to the child, but it made her look better, like a fighter.
Aura was quickly given a dark colored dress that reflected the night however, when a small button desgusised as a gemstone was pushed the dress slowly glinted to mimic stars, perched upon her head was a moon themed head piece that was the icing on the cake.
Roxy was quickly dressed into a cowgirl themed attire and her hair was pulled into twin braids with some feathers decorating the hairties.
When they had been given the final touches they headed down and entered the bottom of the remake center for the tribute parade. There the charriots pulled by the horses.
On the other hand, Natsume didn't really know what his district costume was. It looked like... a train conductor? When he was informed that it was more of a power plant worker that had been upgraded. It was all said slightly condescendingly and Natsume bristled at it. Sure, he was 12 and he wasn't from one of the big career districts, but did everyone Really have to belittle him. If people continued to underestimate him, Natsume would just have to cast a spell where everyone's shoelaces would become untied forever and ever and ever. See how they like it then. Staying still as makeup was applied to his face, Natsume couldn't help but squirm slightly as eyeliner was drawn and bright poppy eye shadow was applied. His regular stud piercings were replaced by the earrings that the girls would wear just to match with everyone.

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As the female donned the rather ornate valkyrie-like gown, she reflected on how similar it might have appeared if she was truly with her original family. Not the one in the mortal realm, but the ones in the heavens. The home that she'd been given by God amongst the archangels and seraphim. Something told her it was wrong to reflect. Taking into consideration that Adelade might not have been her real name was enough to send a trickle of unease, the fae arching her back in discomfort as a non-too-gentle stylist told her rather fiercely to stay put.
Every contour of the dress fit a little too perfectly to Adelaide's curves, and the thought that the Capital workers were merely doing this to bring out her vanity was a stifling, if not slightly odious thought. She did look fine though; reflecting the wealth and glamour of her class. Her hair was curled and coaxed in a coronet; an ornate amulet glowing coldly on her neck. But the dress was the richest part, smooth flowing white that gleamed beatifically in the light. There were even two slats in the back that allowed for Adelaide to manifest her wings. Armor in the loosest sense. She had brought the amulet from home; a gift from her elder sister before she was reaped. The female died in that arena; fierce and undying, but she was the only person out of anyone in her family that Adelaide actually cared out.
It would appear that Bellatrix was dressed up very differently, and Adelaide inclined her head in greeting to her vicious female fellow tribute, gracefully ascending the chariot and waiting with a proud stance for the spectacle to begin.
Agent Fallows, signing out~
Roxy fixed her hat, which had again gone slightly askew. "Lookin' fine there Shiloh," Roxy commented with a smile when her district partner walked toward their charriot. "I think Milo would like it."
After many of the stylists fingers were broken, And almost an arm because they tried to take off his mask, They were able to get Finn into a suit. The suit was pretty plain, but it was embedded with a chemical that would react with Finn’s gas to make him glow an eerie shade of red. The gas that Finn would use was invisible to the human eye, so it wouldn’t affect the other people. Finn entered the Chariot and stuck his hands in his jacket. “This is annoying” he said to himself.
Hailey worked with a particularly nice stylist, who curled her hair and had some great makeup skills. He put lots of colored eyeshadow on her face, so it would work with her dress. She nervously entered the chariot and stood next to Finn. She looked away, because she was scared of him.
Hayden complied with the stylist, and then walked out. He didn’t really care much for looks, so his suit really wasn’t anything special. His suit was black with blue roses on it. He entered the chariot for district 2.
Finn’s suit:
Hailey’s dress: