Quick Fix Game 5: The Hunger Games!

[little wilson she/her]

So I can't be from district 19? alright, is district 9 taken?

Yeah, 9's taken. And Gamma's about to take 5, so the males left will be 11, 12, 6, and 2.

[Gamma Fiend he/him]

Dam checking in from District 5.

He works on the big thing that helps provide lots of electricity for all of the Districts and holds back all of the water. He can just never remember what that thing is called....
 

[Jo and the Bush all/any]

I'll take 2 then.

[Kasimir he/him]

I'd like to sign up, but I hate games that require betrayal. So I'm staying out. I don't like betraying people and have a clean slate so far Should be right up King's alley though.

Good luck, Tributes! And may the odds be ever in your favour.

Edited December 16, 2014 by Kasimir

[Metacognition he/him]

Melinda shuffled from foot to foot, trailing her big brother Dam around. It shouldn't have been allowed, two members of the same family getting picked, but it had happened. The fact that she was just old enough to be picked didn't help matters. 

 

At least she had Dam. She loved to tease him and call him names, but he'd look after her... right?

[Mailliw73 he/him]

Can we quit it with the white text? It's not nice! I want to be able to read without highlighting everything.

 

Why, you don't have to read this. It's nothing important.

Jain, a male who claims to be from District 13 is signing up. 

 

And of course, he's bringing a toy panda. 

So, uh, what district are you actually from? 11, 12, and 6 are the only ones with Male spots open.

 

Well, hey, way to spoil the white-text.  

 

(Not that I would have noticed anyway if it hadn't accidentally been posted as normal text until it was edited to white)

yeah...

 

Melinda shuffled from foot to foot, trailing her big brother Dam around. It shouldn't have been allowed, two members of the same family getting picked, but it had happened. The fact that she was just old enough to be picked didn't help matters. 

 

At least she had Dam. She loved to tease him and call him names, but he'd look after her... right?

 

So that's who you chose.   I'm excited to see this brother/sister action actually. This way, I don't have to feel bad about stabbing my sister in the back eventually.

[Lightsworn Panda he/him]

So, uh, what district are you actually from? 11, 12, and 6 are the only ones with Male spots open.

 

Jain actually is from 13. Somehow, no-one blinked an eye when he signed up for the Hunger Games.

[Sart he/him]

"Please... It's not as if District 13 even exists. I mean honestly, the Capitol would never allow them to survive." Marge took another swig of wine. How many had she had? She didn't know, and frankly didn't want to know. She had decided to go to the Games drunk. At least she wouldn't feel anything.

 

Marge, the female from District 10 is in!

[Mailliw73 he/him]

This is the player list as it stands so far:

 

Mckeedee, male from 1.

Ignis, female from 2.

Joe, male from 2.
Aaron, Male from 3.
Al, Male from 4.

Dam, male from 5.

Melinda, female from 5.
Mil, Male from 7.
Salamander, Male from 8.
Newan, Male from 9.
Tekon, Male from 10.

Marge, female from 10.
Niobe, Female from 11.
Ashiok, Female from 12.

Jain, Male from 13

 

Male options:

6, 11, 12

Female options:

1, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8, 9

[Eolhondras he/him]

Eolloe, a female from district 9 had the misfortune to be selected in the reaping this year. 

It was sowing season back home, and the earthy smell of seeds was the only thing that gave her comfort as she sat silently on her train to the capital. It was going to be an interesting couple of days.

[Mailliw73 he/him]

That makes 16 players so far. I have to say, I feel like this is the quickest I've ever seen signups.

Eoldren, I'm happy to see you join again. Hopefully there's no hard feelings from last game, since we were both good.

[Eolhondras he/him]

That makes 16 players so far. I have to say, I feel like this is the quickest I've ever seen signups.

Eoldren, I'm happy to see you join again. Hopefully there's no hard feelings from last game, since we were both good.

 

Not at all! If anything I feel a bit guilty and responsible for bringing the hate train down on your head...

I probably went a bit overboard in my big essay thing, but writing in an angry tone is just so much fun!  

[Mailliw73 he/him]

Not at all! If anything I feel a bit guilty and responsible for bringing the hate train down on your head...

I probably went a bit overboard in my big essay thing, but writing in an angry tone is just so much fun!

 

Oh, good. No big deal, I kinda deserved it.

[Peng the Just he/him]

Jain actually is from 13. Somehow, no-one blinked an eye when he signed up for the Hunger Games.

Or so he says... The official record disagrees.

[Mailliw73 he/him]

Hey, Peng, on that available districts list at the bottom of the player list, 9 on the females and 6 on the males should be removed.

[Newan he/him]

Eolloe, a female from district 9 had the misfortune to be selected in the reaping this year. 

It was sowing season back home, and the earthy smell of seeds was the only thing that gave her comfort as she sat silently on her train to the capital. It was going to be an interesting couple of days.

High five for District 9! 

 

Newan walked toward the girl.  She hadn't said anything to him yet.  He wondered if she hated him.  Sometimes people hated him.  He wasn't going to win if people hated him, so he was going to give her a gift.  It would probably help with the boredom.  Was it boredom?  Was that why she kept looking out the window?

 

"Hi." he said.  He sat down next to her and showed her the book in his hand.  The cover was dirty from use, so he opened to the title page.  Mistborn, The Final Empire.

 

"I think you're worried that you won't be able to kill people." said Newan, "This book is about a girl who worried about that too, but she became the greatest killer in the world.  You should read it."  Newan looked at the girls eye and made a friendly-looking smile on his face.  

[Lightsworn Panda he/him]

Or so he says... The official record disagrees.

 

The official records also say that President Snow was a kind and loving man, and that Panem will last forever.

 

By the way (and I apologise for my blindness if this has already been asked or answered) which Hunger Games is this? The 23rd?

[Peng the Just he/him]

The 17th annual hunger games.

[Lightsworn Panda he/him]

The 17th annual hunger games.

 

Thanks. I assume President Snow is still the President (my Panem lore is rusty)?

[Kasimir he/him]

3) Beginners should work together.  

The people who have been playing this game for a long time have history together.  If you form an alliance with Kasimir and Renegade and you get close to the end of the game, who do you think they are going to choose to kill? (No offense, guys)

Last comment in this thread before I shut up since I'm a non-player.

I am incredibly offend, Newan! I would kill Ren, of course, who else? It's a no-brainer

P.S. Peng, is there a spec doc for this one?

Edit: Sorry, I don't even know why this is in blue. Reflex, I guess.

Edited December 16, 2014 by Kasimir

[dominic1994 he/him]

Hi all. I'd like to join. This is my first ever post so I thought I'd start with something gentle... These types of games are good fun so I couldn't resist.

 

I'll be Dom, a male from District 11.

[Gamma Fiend he/him]

Dam knew he wasn't the brightest bulb in the district -- and District 5 had a lot of lightbulbs -- but he still couldn't fathom how him and his sister ended up getting chosen. He was of course going to Offer himself anyways, as soon as she was chosen, but that didn't stop him from nearly having to change his jumpsuit when he was actually picked.

Their mother had fainted immediate as soon as he was called and everybody realized what had happened, and before they could do anything else, him and Melinda were swept away onto the platform to be gawked at. Like sheep at a prize show before they are sent to the slaughter house.

Their mother never came before their trained departed. Either she never regained consciousness, or she couldn't force herself to come say goodbye.

 

Everything changed on the train in; however, that was when they met Wilson.

----

Dam watched the rest of the Tributes as they shuffled about in the general meet-and-greet before they showed their skills in the private showings to determine their rankings. Melinda trailed behind him, showing a rare strength in her courage and self control. Dam knew he needed to remain strong for the both of them however.

"Just remember Wilson's advice when everything starts," Dam reminded his sister. "She is our mentor, and was obviously cunning and vicious enough to have won at least once, so I'd say listening to her is a pretty good idea." She certainly seemed the devious type to him.

He knew he didn't have any skills to speak of, or anything that would put him at even a slight advantage. But he had his determination and his resolve to stick to his one and only goal. Panem would burn to the ground before he let anything happen to his little sister.

"Dam, Melinda?" Some mild-mannered, well dressed man approached them, wearing the latest fashions that were popular in the Capitol, but somehow actually pulling it off.

"I am Kam, your fashion guru for the Tribute events. I'm not sure how long we have until the ceremonies start, but we'll have to make due with what we have. " He smiled pleasantly, and Dam found himself warming up to the person. Probably the first friendly face he had seen since this whole ordeal had started. Not that Wilson wasn't friendly....it's just that one doesn't win the Hunger Games and have a friendly face....

Kam continued talking. "And what we have is probably the greatest story since the birth of Panem. Insurmountable odds, and a sibling love that refuses to be ripped apart by even the Hunger Games itself! People always speculate how wonderful it would be to have a story of star-crossed lovers somehow forming during one of these annual bouts, but really, how implausible is that? Nobody would want to hear that story. This, however," Kam swept his arms in front of him, gesturing to both Dam and Melinda, "is a story that will sell. People will love this. And with the theme of District 5, I will make sure you light up the night, and the audience's hearts!"
 

[dominic1994 he/him]

By the time Dom realised exactly what he had done, what he had said, it was too late. He just sat now, staring, not really seeing, just staring. 

 

I volunteer.

 

Something had been nagging him all day, at the back of his mind, pushing him, whispering to him. 'Go on, do it'. Dom hadn't wanted to volunteer, of course he hadn't. Who would volunteer? Nobody. Nobody sane anyway. But the voice was there ,'Go on, do it. Do it!' Maybe he wasn't sane. 

 

I volunteer.

 

Had he actually said those words? Dom didn't think so. He'd heard them but he couldn't remember speaking them. That voice. That voice in his mind, it has spoken for him. That was the only explanation. In the end it didn't matter who had said the words, he was trapped now.

 

Those words would haunt him, Dom knew. Haunt him until the day he died and that day, Dom was certain, was very fast approaching.  

Edited December 16, 2014 by dominic1994

[Jo and the Bush all/any]

Joe opened the door to the diner and stepped in, smelling the scents of coffee and other luxuries that Two was afforded. He looked around, until he saw Ignis sitting in one of the Corner booths. He carefully made his way to the booth, and slid into the seat across from her. She looked up and smirked as he introduced himself.

 

"Hey, I'm Joe. We met at the choosing. Want to stick together in the games?"

Edited December 16, 2014 by The Only Joe

[tusoud16 he/him]

"The male tribute for district 10 is..." Her shrill voice came from the speakers all around the stadium.

 

Jake sat there trembling worried it would be him. I looked at him and whispered "look do you really think you will be chosen? The likelihood of either one of us bein..."

 

Her vice came back on "Tekon!"

 

I stopped paralyzed. I had no clue how to react. I didn't know what I was doing but my legs were moving on there own. I made it to the top of the stairs and stood tall. I barely noticed that Marge was the female contestant. One if not both of us is going to die soon. How is this normal? How is this allowed?