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Ready

Gender: 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.))
((Holly is now. Then C.J., Hazel, and Logan... Happy Hunger Games! Sorry, schools sooo busy!!!))
Will enteres quickly and quietly
Ready
Ready
Will felt eyes on him, and looked up
Will nodded back, and raised his hand in a tiny wave

Will scanned the others in the room, thinking about who would be the biggest threat

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.
Will winced at the thought of having to go into the games

Ready!!!!!!
C.J., Hazel, Logan, Will, Sting. That is the order! You don't have to remain in this thread. Just be ready for your turn..,, May the odds be ever in your favor...

Rhett 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.

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!!