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Addison walks in and thinks about what she should say. She decides to try and act funny and maybe sweet or sexy for her interview. Now what to say......
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Astrid walked in wearing a dress and high heels. It didn't feel right. She threw off the shoes and put on a pair of riding boots. "Much better."Ready
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((Full name: Geneva OwensGender: Female
Age: 16
District: 8
Eye color: Stormy-sea blue
Hair color: Dirty blonde
Skin color: Tan
Weight: 125
Strength: Quick thinking. Climbs fast and can outrun almost anything. She can also stab quickly and quietly.
Weakness: Believes that all humans had good in them at one point (before she was reaped).
History: Lived on the poor side of the district with her brother and parents. Her mother died giving birth to her younger brother Febrizio Owens when Geneva was only 6. Her father is alive and still just as humorous until Geneva was chosen.
Family: Brother (Febrizio) Father (Peto)
Weapon of choice: Knife, sword and bow and arrow
Other: She was full of humor and kindness and looked to the world in wonder, despite the terrible things that happened to her best friend who had been chosen two years before. Up until the reaping day she had thought she was going to marry a boy she'd always loved and he loved her back. Geneva didn't blame him for not volunteering for her. She still thought some had good in them. Then she discovered that she could be wrong.
Shes my friend but shes never on.))
HollyHas the finishing touches finished with her makeup.
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Addie Walks around in her clothes and she twirls, letting it spin out. She waves and smiles.
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Hazel walks quietly in. She sits in a chair and looks down she turns her feet inward. ready
Logan walks in, wearing the outfit from his stylist...He sat down, he was ready for this.Ready
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Will enteres quickly and quietly
Ready
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Logan looks over as another tribute walks in.
Will felt eyes on him, and looked up
Logan looked him over, giving a small nod.
Will nodded back, and raised his hand in a tiny wave
Logan walked over to where Will was standing.
"Ah." he said, leaning against a wall and crossing his arms.
Logan looked away from Will, for a moment, looking at all the others that were going to be interviewed before him.
Will scanned the others in the room, thinking about who would be the biggest threat
Logan was already planning a starigy for the games. He'd proably join up with the other carrers at first then once they'd taken out the bigger threats he'd betray them. Kill them when they couldn;t fight back. He was going to win.
Oh this was bad, Will's best choice was probably to hide out wherever there was foliage. Trust no one but himself, kill when necessary, stay out of the way.
He scanned the room, trying to pick out the bigger threats. The one's he'd go after first.
Will winced at the thought of having to go into the games
Sting walked into the room and sighed. Why did the Capitol make girls wear dresses? Sh looked gorgeous in it, but it wasn't her type. She hated dresses!!!! She looked down at her bluefish green dress and turquoise shoes. She rolled her eyes. The shoes had bows on them! What people made these days. Ready!!!!!!
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ReadyRhett stood in the room, awkwardly tugging at the bright yellow tie that was threatening to strangle him. Ha, he didn't have time to fear the other tributes, it was obvious that the real threat here was the tie. Ha. He smiled, it was either smile at his own sad joke or cry about his near certain death. He kept his eyes off of the other tributes, he didn't want to look at them, another reminder of all the murdering and death that was going to follow. Only one person in the room was going to live. Twenty three of them would die as entertainment.
Marina walked in the room, nervously checking herself in the mirror. She looked small and frail next to her opponenents. Mostly because she was small and frail. But she looked beautiful in her sea green dress. She looked down in her hands, then at the delicately made tiara made of seashells in her perfectly styled hair. Looking back in the mirror, Mari saw that it was covered in color-changing glitter, when she moved it turned either green to blue or blue to green or in the middle, a perfect shade of sea-green that matched her eyes. With a satisfied smile, she turned from the mirror.
Ready!!
