TheFrugalWizard

Andrew Vinyl sat in the dark cellar of an old building in Buffalo. He waited patiently, tapping his pencil on the wooden tabletop. Tap tap. Tap tap. He waited for another hour or so before starting to worry. He tapped the pencil, which had made quite a mark on the table by now, a little faster. Tap tap tap. Tap tap tap. He stood up after sitting there for another ten minutes, waiting. His hand was on the door handle when it flew open. Andrew stumbled back, surprised. John stood there, a proud look on his face and - was that a corpse? He threw the corpse - for that was what it was - on the table. An exhausted looking Kira walked in behind him, slumping down in a chair. "Calamity, John! What on earth is that?" @Lord Spirit Kira answered him. "Well, we were on our way back from Diamond's when John here spotted this guy." "Please tell me he's an epic." "Yeah. He's a minor illusionist who was robbing a guy when we found him." Andrew rubbed his temples. "You guys can't do that!" "Well. We did."

He sighs. "I just don't want to lose you, kid. You're a good student, despite what you may think."

He eyes you. "We've still got some adventuring to do, young one."

You soon find yourself in the Justice building hugging goodbye to all of your young followers.

He frowns. "Just don't get yourself killed. We still have work to do."

Your mentor soon comes in to talk to you. "You really had to get chosen for the games?"

Rob Location: District 7 Rob nervously watches the reaping. It'e his last year of the reaping, and he's nervous for what could happen. A small crowd of young children huddles up against his legs. He had collected a following of young ones from his time in the streets. He loved all of them to death. Bob Pollino walks onstage. "And welsome to this year's reaping!" a couple halfhearted claps follow. "Let's choose our female winner!" He choses a name. Bob doesn't know the girl, but she looks terrified. "And our male!" he announces. "Lem Garth." Lem! Had he just chosen Lem? He looks down at the little child, barely twelve. He is shaking in fright. Rob couldn't let him go, could he? the child wouldn't survive a second. Before Lem can walk up, rob raises his hand. "I voulenteer as tribute!"

Ishmael scans the nearby terrain for animals.

You are soon ushered into the Justice Buolding where you await your family.

No this is district 8 train you are district 4. Diff trains, but you'll meet soon!

You sit in the Justice Building for an hour, being visted by only your parents who don't seem as distraight as they should be. The guards show you to the train. In a few hours, you will have made it to the capitol.

right, but what loved ones are you seeing, etc.

How about @TheRavenHasLanded or @RoyalBeeMage or @Lord Spirit? How are you guys reacting?

"I'm tired of you. Guards!" The guards tow you away into the justice building and strap you to a chair.

"We have had a reaping for the past fifty-four years! Surely you know what the games are!"

"Enough funny buisness! Quiet!"

The woman glares at you. "You've been selected as district four's tribute for the hunger games!"

@justice magician The guards restrain you and take you to the stage. The woman running the reaping looks at you darkly. "I suggest you not resist further, young one." She addresses the audience. "Hopefully we can avoid another fiasco. Otherwise, there will be... consequences. Now for our boy."

@justice magician "Guards, please restrain her." The man, unsure, makes a move. You can see the one-move checkmate.

@justice magician "Come up now or we will resort to volence." The man, intreauged, moves.

@TheRavenHasLanded Hepldul hint: you don't know whether or not they'll let you keep your metal minds.

@justice magician "Yes. If you would please come up to the stage. Regardless of what you're doing, you must come." You notice that the man has made his move.

That's fine, thanks for letting me know! Also - gold is fine, and I am putting you into district 4 (fishing) is that's fine with you. Cerca Location: District 2 (masonry and defense) Cerca stands beside his dad. He wears the full peacemaker outfit, and is one of three officers overseeing the reaping. Cerca half hopes that someone will try to run, if only so he could shoot them. Cerca watches the reaping. Bob Treffler stood up on the stage, already choosing the female. Cerca isn't surprised when a career volunteers. Hopefully district 2 will be able to take a win this year. Suddenly, a thought strikes him. "Father?" Cerca asks. "Yes?" "What happens if I get chosen?" Cerca can't see his father smile, but he hears it. "Son, you are one of hundreds of possible contestants, and your name is only in there four times! You won't get chosen." Cerca believes him right up until they called his name. He wasn't shocked or mad. In fact, he had considered volunteering. He has plenty of training to be a cop. Now is his chance to show off. He only hopes there's a gun and a few coins in the cornucopia. Sharice Location: District 4 (fishing) Sharice could care less about the reaping. She sits at the back of the crowd, playing a game of chess with some older men. A pile of money sits beside the board. The winnings. Sharice moves a piece. "Check," she whispers. The man is looking slightly frantic. Sharice was sure she had him. The lady up front is babbling about something that had to do with a nice day for the games. Whatever. It is her last year of the reaping. The man moves his bishop to block the check. Shacrice had been hoping he'd do that. She moves her rook over, placing pressure on the bishop. The crowd suddenly grows quiet. Everyone stares at her. What? Wait, what if- "Sharice Kelly?" calls the woman up front. "Sharice, you've been chosen for the games."

That's alright. We can accept new members at any time. For now, do you just want me to control your character?