User blog: Srish. The 6. 3rd Annual Hunger Games - The Hunger Games Wiki. This is an RP blog for the 6. Hunger Games. You can present your Tribute however you want - as star- crossed lovers like Katniss and Peeta, it is entirely up to you. You will post your RP in the comments, and I will edit it into the main blog. But the tribute who is supposed to say cannot say . If the Tribute has received a fatal wound and can find no way to cure it, I will add the Tribute to the death list. If anyone gives a post after one week without a valid reason, the tribute of that person will be deleted. The tribute can also be handed over to a person willing to handle the tribute. If multiple tributes kill one tribute, the supplies of that one tribute will be divided amongst the tributes who killed him/her. If a tribute dies of natural causes/Gamemaker weapons then the supplies will be removed from the arena. Only one gift can be sent if the Tribute hasn't killed anyone. For each Tribute your Tribute kills, you can send one more gift. Peeta Mellark Rock Camouflage 56 ChevySo that means that you have one free gift to give to each of your tributes. You can then give a gift only after your tribute has killed someone, and you can give a gift to that tribute only (for users with multiple tributes). Sponsor gifts can be sent anytime. Very fast, pretty good in hand combat and has a way with plants and trees. Good with anything that is sharp. The children shuddered as they looked at the glass bowls which held their death sentences. The Career Tributes, however, were excited, praying that they would get in. They were excited to know who would get into the Games. This is an RP blog for the 63rd annual Hunger Games. Peeta Mellark; Gale Hawthorne. Here are some of my favorite Peeta Mellark quotes from. Peeta genuinely seems. Hunger Games: What’s Changed From Page to Screen. Katniss never got or threw out cookies from Mr. I'm not afraid of death though. I no longer have a real family who is related to my blood. They were looking right at me with tears in their eyes as if their eyes were saying . I stand with the rest of the 1. I'm fairly small compared to some. But I'm alot stronger then most of the people here combined. I can feel myself breathing - . Everyone looking at me. I walk up on the stage. I see my sister, She is going to volunteer. But she doesn't, because I shake my head at her. I signal peace to the crowd of people. They signal it back. I stand there next to the escort. Looking at the crowd, scared, but also hopeful. I could win this, I think. Our escort pranced onto the stage and walked over to the bowl with our names in. It was my second reaping and i was terrified. The escort pulled out a piece of paper from the girls bowl. A girl about the age of 1. My heart was pounding as I waited to see who would be going into the arena. I froze as everyone turned towards me. I walked up towards the stage. Most tributes felt lucky when their name was pulled out. Madge Undersee never expected anything to happen in her life. She expected her life to be simple. On that fatal day, the day of the reaping for the. Easily share your publications. And lying underneath the rock disguise. I didn't want to die.. I hear the name it's not me . I'm glad I wasn't picked. I realise who was picked. I hug hold of my older sister, She isn't well enough for the games. Search the history of over 505 billion pages on the Internet. Liam Hemsworth and Josh Hutcherson, for an Italian dinner at Locanda Verde restaurant in Manhattan. 56, previously directed. The boy hesitates but then walks up to the stage with NO fear in his whole body! He is not scared about the fact that he is most likely to die, he has no one in his family he just lives in an orphanage. He is a hyper and fast boy who taps his toe loudly on the stage because the peacekeepers wont let him run around. Today, was undescribable, I looked up to the same sad sun I see every year another tribute is chosen. I am so nervous, I close my eyes for one second and swear I can hear the soft tranquil lake I used to admire with my friend Aqua, I wonder where she is now. Inside I am hoping, REALLY hoping, me nor my smaller brother will be reaped for at least 2 more years. Sunligth fills my sight, I squint my eyes and Im able to see the stage, and someone reads out MY name! Bree Lange. I dont know what happened, but I felt my legs to start moving slowly, each time faster. I dont know what to think, my face is blank, not showing fear or sadness. It is impossible to smile at this moment, but I manage to show a half smile to show that everything is all right, that I have hope and confidence. Even though, I dont feel anything at all. I took a big look, probably my last at the faces I loved, my dad and my brother with open eyes. I stand tall waiting for the escort to pull out the next tributes name. I can do this, yeah, I just need to get my hand on some ropes. Then, maybe, JUST MAYBE I- ll have a chance. I've been waiting for this moment since I was 6. I hear my friends chearing for me. And I can see the fear in the female tribute's eyes as I walk to the stage. All I can help thinking is that this will be easy. I climbed up to stage and waited for the boy to be called out. I felt nervous,scared in fact. I walked up the stage as bravely as I could because I knew in my heart that I have no chance of winning. I don't know what happened next, I felt like I was blind,deaf and mute at the same time. All I could see was my mom's crying face.. Leo walked up to the stage, a frown on his face. He had two sister, 1. Games. He needed to support them so they wouldnt starve. Sadly, he clomped up the steps on to the stage. At least he was strong and older, so his size would be an advantage. Leo blocked out everything else the escort had to say. He was too focused on his potential death sentence. Of course, on his second to last year, he was picked to go to the Games. However, he would rather go than watch his sisters in them. He shuddered at the thought as the girl tribute walked on stage. I already wanted to kill the capitol. Now I want to kill them more. Maybe I should take my anger out on the stupid careers that are probably going to kill me anyway. I storm up to the stage and purposely step on the escort's foot. I start to tremble as I walk my way towards the stage. I look around at my district, hoping to catch a few more details of my home before I am shipped off to the capitol. I stop walking altogether. Some peacekeepers pick me up and bring me to the stage. I smile and wave at the crowd and remark, . Maybe one of them would like to sponsor me. When I was a kid and growing up we used to joke around saying that if I went into the games I would win. But I always hoped I wouldn't find out. But here I am, about to do so. Then I shake myself to reality. I walk to the stage and shake hands with the girl. My eyes speak three words. When she calls out the boy's name, I'm shocked to find out it's my brother's best friend. Before I know it she's already got a name from the boys' reaping ball. Then he reads the name . I'm a bit shocked but I'm determined. I have said if I was in the games I would so win because I have great survival skills. But my friends would disagree. One time i mixed up a bear with a moose. I nearly died, but if I survived that I can survive the Hunger Games. When I'm on the stage the girl glares at me. Then I realize it's Luna Snare, the 1. I hated my life in District 9 and was ready to move on to bigger and better things, show my worth! I walked up to the stage and smiled and waved at the crowd. Most of them just looked at me like I was crazy. It wasn't until the Peacekeepers dragged me against my will to the horrid stage. I have nothing to live for, my entire family was killed in the Hunger Games. I will not let the Capitol kill me too. I hear Haley Elkins called, I heard she was intellegent but I will not form an alliance with anyone, not even the careers. I, Xander Ryan district 9, will win for my poor sister and my parents, not me. She walks over to the girls' reaping ball and pulls out a name. She unfolds it and speaks in a loud voice . I keep telling myself to move but it seems that I'm having problems. When the announcer says . I'm definitely not an easy target. She wears an eager smile, but I know that she has faked it. She is in my year in school and we are not the closest of friends, but I know her well enough to tell when she's faking. Relief flooded through me when she wasn't reaped, as it does every year. She meets my eyes and grins. My name, he called my name. I walk calmly to the stage and look Julia in the eye. She doesn't back down, but something does flicker in her eyes as she shakes my hand and I'm suddenly afraid. I know she is skilled, but I am to, and I will come home, I will. Everyone was whispering about who they though would be chosen. I would like to be chosen to be away from my life. Our escort walked onto the stage and started banging on about how the hunger games were created. Then she moved towards the bowls. I was finally going to leave my old life. I walked up onto the stage and waited for the female tribute to be called. I climbed up on stage and shook hands with the boy tribute. He had the feeling in his stomach that told him something bad was happening. At least he was alone, though. His close cousin, Rosemelrose, was also an orphan and he helped to support her, for she lived in the community home. That was why he worked in the mines at an age still available in the Reapings. He lumbered on up to the stage, ignoring Effie's comments as he walked by. He towered above everyone around because of his immense size of 6'8. He did have a chance, though. There was probably not a single tribute taller than him bit the Careers would be a huge threat. They were usually tall, too. But Stone was strong, tall, fast, and deadly with a hammer. He hoped that he would come out alive. District 1. 2 needed a victor. Though her name was only in once and this was her first, if she was chosen she was dead. Effie reached into the solid glass ball and retrived a name on a opaque piece of paper. Rosemelrose Divageshe geered. Sudden gasps and cries occoured. Many thought it was unfair to be chosen at age 1. True, Rosemelrose only 4'4, and is a soft figure. Though she can use bow and arrows and throw knives, none of this can make her any taller. A terrifying pathway was made, she didn't have family only her cousin Stone Arbin. She hoped to stay alive it was her quest. All of you have thought up awesome costumes, and it's a pity to see this work go to waste. So I have decided that the users whose districts come in first place will get three extra sponsor gifts for their tributes of that district. Favorite Peeta Quotes from The Hunger Games – Sunday Freedom. The Hunger Games is currently my favorite guilty pleasure. I read the first two books of the trilogy repeatedly for almost a week, and I can’t wait till Mockingjay comes out in August. When I first read The Hunger Games and Catching Fire, I was more involved in the action – the quest to survive, the violence and all that. On my second reading, I started noticing the romance. Lately, I’ve been noticing more of the humor. For such a dark book, there are portions that made me literally laugh out loud. You have to hand it to the baker’s son to always say something funny.? You can lift hundred pound bags of flour. Peeta genuinely seems to enjoy this station, swirling a combination of mud and clay and berry juices around on his pale skin, weaving disguises from vines and leaves. The trainer who runs the camouflage station is full of enthusiasm at his work. The iced ones, for the bakery. If only you could frost someone to death. You can never tell what you. One almost landed on my foot. There must be some special girl. Unrequited love they can relate to. So what does it matter? And the voice was hoarse and weak. Still, it must have been Peeta. Who else in the arena would call me sweetheart? My eyes peruse the bank, but there. Just mud, the plants, the base of the rocks. Could I just have imagined it? His voice was right under my feet. Then his eyes open, unmistakably blue in the brown mud and green leaves. I gasp and am rewarded with a hint of white teeth as he laughs. It. Forget chucking weights around. Peeta should have gone into his private session with the Gamemakers and painted himself into a tree. Or a muddy bank full of weeds. He does, and his mouth, too, and completely disappears. Most of what I judge to be his body is actually under a layer of mud and plants. His face and arms are so artfully disguised as to be invisible. The final defense of the dying. I tell myself this is a good thing and bite the inside of my cheek hard because my breakfast is threatening to make a reappearance. I meet his eyes, knowing my face must be some shade of green. When did forever start? I guess the first day of school. You had on a red plaid dress and your hair . My father pointed you out when we were waiting to line up,? I wanted to marry her mother, but she ran off with a coal miner,? Why did she want a coal miner if she could. It strikes me that my own reluctance to sing, my own dismissal of music might not really be that I think it. It might be because it reminds me too much of my father. Your hand shot right up in the air. She stood you up on a stool and had you sing it for us. And I swear, every bird outside the windows fell silent. And right when your song ended, I knew . So, in a way, my name being drawn in the reaping was a real piece of luck. Picnics, birthdays, long winter nights around the fire retelling old Hunger Games. I guess the real question is what. The closer we get to District Twelve, the more confused I get. He waits, for further explanation, but none.
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