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Nov 09, 2020 09:12AM
(Though I will say something: me and my friends did this thing where we converted the kids in our class into Panem OCs and some of them were too good (but still far enough from the actual person for legal reasons) to pass up.)
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"Lilac was up on her chariot, and she looked like she might be having the time of her life. Her dress wasn't anything fancy - it was made from layers of brown fabric, obvio..."
Helio waved to the crowd around him like the cinnamon roll he is, forgetting for a sec that he was going to be killed in less than a month. He had an emerald green tie and lightly applied subtle copper-ish eye-shadow along with thin bracelet cuffs on both arms. His suit was a dark mahogany to match Lilac's.
"Its hard to tell." He said, pretending to search himself for tree features, causing the crowd to laugh again as he did, taking Lilac's hand and nudging her playfully, wanting her to know that he was right next to her, both figuratively and literally.
His hazel-ish hair was tousled and looked pretty normally, but had a few almost unnoticable very thin strands of gold tucked in.
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Jackson narrowed his eyes at her but said nothing, being his usual silent and broody self. He ran a hand through his hair, looking stonily at the crowd with no hint of emotion in his eyes.
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(today is a study day for my Theology and Orchestra finals tomorrow, so...badly I guess. Not as bad as it could be, though.)
(Also thank you! I love posting super detailed stuff, so my interview will be as emotional and overdramatic as I can get it)
(Also thank you! I love posting super detailed stuff, so my interview will be as emotional and overdramatic as I can get it)
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((Yesssssss XD))
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((Today is...okay. A lot of homework, but that's okay.
And thank youuuuuu! Me and Audrey have similar styles - Noelle will be by far the most emotional for me, because a part of her is me. If you read her character, her older sister Selene is me, and now she's part of Noelle's soul))
(I'm used to writing from Foxface's POV because of fanfics, and so I honestly feel like these two really match, so i'm just going to use my Foxface writing for her.)
(Which is honestly just me showing off with my vocab-)
Foxglove observes Philip drinking up the attention of the crowd, delighting and reveling in flirteous decadence. Foxglove, or 'Fox', as she often appreciates to be nicknames, on the other hand, found no pleasure in acting like someone she wasn't just to be seen well by the Capitloites. Such distaste truly revolted her- after all, they were the ones that sent them to die, weren't they? And she'd much rather be deceased free than be living and perversely cared for by monsters.
But to each their tactics, she guessed.
After all, I have my own...
She knew it would be best, though, to get onto the Capitol's side, even if minusculely. It would serve her well to have them actually deem it interesting to keep her alive, even for a little while, so she lifts her hands in the air and starts waving, which causes cheers to erupt in the crowds. Not as many cheers as for a Career, of course, but that was good. Attracting attention, particularly jealous Careers, was one of the most unwise things to do here in the Games.
And she, Foxglove Jons, is not a fool.
Her dress was alright. It squeezed her chest to a point where breathing became a difficulty, but she had to admit she didn't mind looking good. Pampered before being sent six feet under.
As long as they didn't try to sexualize her, she would bare through it. Maybe take a shard of joy from it too. It wasn't impossible, after all.
The bottom of her dress was an explosion of color and fabric. Expectable, considering she holds from District 8. Still, whoever her stylist was, they at least hadn't decided to reveal her entire body to the crowds.
Unlike someone else here...
She thinks, flicking her gaze rapidly in Scarlette's direction.
She smiles one last time at the crowds as her chariot pulls away from the center of attention.
It takes either a genius or a brute to in these Games.
And she, Foxglove, was a genius.
In every sense of the term in the dictionary.
(Which is honestly just me showing off with my vocab-)
Foxglove observes Philip drinking up the attention of the crowd, delighting and reveling in flirteous decadence. Foxglove, or 'Fox', as she often appreciates to be nicknames, on the other hand, found no pleasure in acting like someone she wasn't just to be seen well by the Capitloites. Such distaste truly revolted her- after all, they were the ones that sent them to die, weren't they? And she'd much rather be deceased free than be living and perversely cared for by monsters.
But to each their tactics, she guessed.
After all, I have my own...
She knew it would be best, though, to get onto the Capitol's side, even if minusculely. It would serve her well to have them actually deem it interesting to keep her alive, even for a little while, so she lifts her hands in the air and starts waving, which causes cheers to erupt in the crowds. Not as many cheers as for a Career, of course, but that was good. Attracting attention, particularly jealous Careers, was one of the most unwise things to do here in the Games.
And she, Foxglove Jons, is not a fool.
Her dress was alright. It squeezed her chest to a point where breathing became a difficulty, but she had to admit she didn't mind looking good. Pampered before being sent six feet under.
As long as they didn't try to sexualize her, she would bare through it. Maybe take a shard of joy from it too. It wasn't impossible, after all.
The bottom of her dress was an explosion of color and fabric. Expectable, considering she holds from District 8. Still, whoever her stylist was, they at least hadn't decided to reveal her entire body to the crowds.
Unlike someone else here...
She thinks, flicking her gaze rapidly in Scarlette's direction.
She smiles one last time at the crowds as her chariot pulls away from the center of attention.
It takes either a genius or a brute to in these Games.
And she, Foxglove, was a genius.
In every sense of the term in the dictionary.
~AVACADO~ wrote: "(Also HI GUYS!!!!!!!!!! HOW ARE YOUR DAYS GOING? I ALSO LOVE THE LONG PARAGRAPHS AUDREY AND AYLA)"
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IKR?? They're so talented!!)
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IKR?? They're so talented!!)
Ayla ~when raindrops fell~ wrote: "Bella |It's like you disappeared| wrote: "AspiringAuthor wrote: "[spoilers removed]"
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(Welppppp i gtg see y'all soon with Azure's part!!)
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[[Whaddya mean?! Your paragraphs are still crazy long and amazing!]]
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((okay))
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Jackson ignored her, fidgeting with the black watch that went with his turquoise suit.
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"Lilac was up on her chariot, and she looked like she might be having the time of her life. Her dress wasn't anything fancy - it was made from layers of brow..."
Lilac elbowed him back playfully. She was glad that they were together here, even if at least one of them had to die. He didn't know it, but she was going to everything she could to help him win. Even if that meant dying. "You must master the sacred form," She said, continuing the joke because she could. She stuck out her arms to the sides, careful not to hit her friend, and shouted "I AM A TREE!" to the sky. The Capitolites loved it, and more laughter echoed from the crowd.
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((Yesssssssssssssssssss for sure! they're both in the training days btw))
((My stuff is gonna be really short for a while because I have a crap ton of stress with school, the school newspaper, I have an orchestra concert coming up, etc.))
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"Lilac was up on her chariot, and she looked like she might be having the time of her life. Her dress wasn't anything fancy - it was made f..."
Helio laughed and cheered with them, putting his hand in her head, making a bunny ears symbol with it as he laughed. "YES! ALL HAIL THE QUEEN OF TREES"
Azure lets all the attention waft into her. It's not unclassical for her to be at the center of the attention, it's not uncommon for everybody to cheer her name like this, to want her, to want her with them. As a matter of fact, it's her everyday life. her beautiful black hair flowing in the soft night air, she lets herself dazzle the crowd, showing off her looks, making the Capitol want her alive.
Drill the point into the ground. You'll look better with a Victor's crown upon your head than with a slit throat. Make sure they know you, remember you.
She'll admit, her chariot dress isn't the best. She'd look much better in a provocative silky blue dress. The only things truly revealed were her shoulders, and come on- leopard print? Didn't these Capitolites know fashion? At least she could she her legs a little. But yes, her dress wasn't the best option for a seducer like herself.
But no matter, tonight, they were staring at her and that was all that truly counted.
Because she knows that once she gets a boy under her thumb, everything will go as smoothly as butter.
After all, no one escapes Azure Cygnus' sensuality.
Nobody.
(I'm not hating at all on your outfit, Ava, I love it!! It simply made sense, though, to have Azure not like it... hope you understand :)
Drill the point into the ground. You'll look better with a Victor's crown upon your head than with a slit throat. Make sure they know you, remember you.
She'll admit, her chariot dress isn't the best. She'd look much better in a provocative silky blue dress. The only things truly revealed were her shoulders, and come on- leopard print? Didn't these Capitolites know fashion? At least she could she her legs a little. But yes, her dress wasn't the best option for a seducer like herself.
But no matter, tonight, they were staring at her and that was all that truly counted.
Because she knows that once she gets a boy under her thumb, everything will go as smoothly as butter.
After all, no one escapes Azure Cygnus' sensuality.
Nobody.
(I'm not hating at all on your outfit, Ava, I love it!! It simply made sense, though, to have Azure not like it... hope you understand :)
Jaxon stood beside his fierce chariot partner, looking out over the crowds with a stone cold glare. Dressed in a copper leopard-print suit, his amber eyes looked all the more sly. All the more sneaky. All the more hateful. Whether he won or lost, the boy didn’t care. He would take them all to hell with him.
No emotion flickered over his face. Nothing, except for an evil glint in his eye, one that foretold of the trouble to come.
Jax stood with his head held high. As the chariot moved, he met the eyes of many, daring them. Daring them to know.
The girl beside him, she was popular, he was not. But Jaxon didn’t care. Appearance as opposite as night and day, his golden looks differed much from the dark of hers. Azure, somebody had said. Jax had never seen her before in his life, no surprise there. She was popular, he was not. Their only similarity: Hate.
Nobody messed with Jax. And he would make them pay. Every last one. He would. Die.
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