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We're only Human (Hunger Games RP)

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                                                Posted: Mon, 28/03/2022 20:59                                                (2 Years ago)
                                            

Minya Reedshaw.

Minya let out a shrill cry.

"AH-!"

The tiny girl promptly skidded on the floor, landing on her rear. Her eyes were wide with shock and pain, her chocolate curls spilled over her face.

"What was that for!?"

Minya glared angrily at Riggs.

Raiyhan Vale.

..why...why did I lie?

Marjoree and I- we can't be a team.

She's going to kill me, one way or another.

Someone will.

~~someone ought to~~

..

Raiyhan groaned, face in his palms.

Why. Why, why, why. Him of all people, why was he picked for this?

'good for nothing Raiyhan.'

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                                                Posted: Mon, 28/03/2022 21:06                                                (2 Years ago)
                                            

Riggs Oakfrost

"Hey? Me?" Riggs gave her an extra shove for good measure, clearing them from all contact. "You were the one in my way!" he seethed. "You stupid brat! You could've gotten me in-"

He broke off.

The voices from the room were getting nearer.

"..they... there?"

"don't... know..."

And then the doors burst open. Riggs cursed Minya in his head again.

"What're you two still doing here?" Ash asked. He glanced at Dawna. "It's late, you know. You should be heading for dinner. You need to put on the pounds before the game."

Majoree Sinclair

I may not be much, Raiyhan, but...

"Raiyhan," she said softly. Her voice barely stirred the wispy air. "You're not alone. I'm your friend. Here for you. I promise you that you will live."

I will always make good on my promises.

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                                                Posted: Mon, 28/03/2022 21:12                                                (2 Years ago)
                                            

Minya Reedshaw.

"W-what!?" Minya stammered.

"How's it my fault you little...rat!" She yelled. "Pushing me over, tryna act like a big bully? You're just a coward Riggs Oakfrost." She spat. "Deep down, you know you are. A coward."

"You don't scare me."

The tiny girl stormed off.

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                                                Posted: Mon, 28/03/2022 21:16                                                (2 Years ago)
                                            

Riggs Oakfrost

'Little rat'. Riggs would've chuckled if rage wasn't searing through him already. "A coward?"

He gripped her arm in a vice grip, pinning her down to the spot. "A coward, you say? You want to say it again, Mouse?" I'll tear her organs out, I'll grind her intestines into a mash, I'll cast her bones into dust and use it to- His fingernails dug into her skin. I'll kill her I'll torture her I'll murder her I'll destroy her and cast her body into an endless pit, no I'll feed it to vultures, I'll murder her, I'll KILL HER-

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                                                Posted: Mon, 28/03/2022 21:26                                                (2 Years ago)
                                            

Minya Reedshaw.

"GET OFF ME!" She shrieked, batting at him with tiny fists.

Minya's eyes were full of hatred.

..

She balled a fist, and with as much power as she could..

Thump!

Punched Riggs in the side of his face.

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                                                Posted: Mon, 28/03/2022 21:33                                                (2 Years ago)
                                            

Riggs Oakfrost

A strong force smacked into his face, nearly sending him reeling. Then, searing, searing pain.

Eh...?

The rage hit right after, and then his own fist was flying forward, aiming directly for that stupid mouse's face, reeling, twisting as he'd been taught, prepared to make optimal damage and contact with those stupid mousey features that he was going to melt into nothingness-

"You idiots!" Ash cried.

His fist smashed right into her cheek.

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                                                Posted: Mon, 02/05/2022 16:34                                                (2 Years ago)
                                            

Physical violence was an interesting thing. But so was psychological violence. And the capitol was full of both. The capitol was a cage, a prison. But the districts were not much better, they were simply the playground area outside the main cellblock. The pressing environment began to well on everyone. Even one as light as Alora Lux began to feel oppressed. Alora Lux had to train. She had to perfect her strategy. Her strengths would shine and blot out any weaknesses. She knew she could easily take half the tributes on by herself and win.

There it was.

The arrogance.

Of District 1.

Of the capitol.

Alora hated it. She hated herself. She hated what she had to become.
But it was what it was.

She would play her part.

His smile has a grip on me <3

Agent Fallows, signing out~

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                                                Posted: Tue, 03/05/2022 00:50                                                (2 Years ago)
                                            

Lilith sat waiting, bobbing her head and legs along to a familiar tune. Her eyes swept around the room, Natalia taking pride of place on the bed. Apparently people did this thing called training, whatever that word actually meant. Lilith didn’t train, she just did what she did. Although…this training thing did sound like it’d be helpful. She heard other people could improve if they trained, so maybe she could too? With that goal in mind, she set off, looking for something to do, or someone that could help her

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                                                Posted: Sun, 22/05/2022 12:56                                                (2 Years ago)
                                            

Another day passed. Some of the tributes had spoken to others, some had perfected their skills, and even some had wasted the opportunity. The private training session was tomorrow, and the realization that these people were truly heading to their deaths soon began to set in...

Alora hesitated before speaking to anybody. She knew she would have to kill all of them in order to get back to her family, why bother trying to make friends with them? That would only worsen the killing blow and make it harder to deliver. Alora focused on what she would have to do to get back to her siblings. Water was essential, food could wait. A weapon was essential as well. Thinking about it, Alora could get food from sponsors. That wouldn't be too hard, but a weapon and most 'camping' supplies would only be found from the cornucopia. The bloodbath.

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                                                Posted: Sun, 22/05/2022 14:56                                                (2 Years ago)
                                            

Kendo was just off on his own, doing whatever strange people do when sitting in the corner of a room. He was just talking to himself, going over ehat he had figured out about the tributes from the limited interactions and information he had.

Is it
wickedness?

Or is it
weakness?

You decide.

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                                                Posted: Sun, 22/05/2022 15:10                                                (2 Years ago)
                                            

Jason rolled around on his bed, thinking about how he wasted his first day of training. Now, it wasn't really a waste, he didn't lay about doing nothing, but all he did was refine his best skill, swordsmanship, and paid a bit of attention to the food edibility training. While he didn't approach anyone yet, he knew he wanted to make allies soon. Private sessions would start the next day, and he was ready for a hearty discussion with Alex, his mentor. Now however much Jason might dislike Alex, he knew he had the expertise to judge his fellow candidates for potential allies well. The arena is going to throw a lot at him, and he is going to be ready for the madness.

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