Another Sleepless night goes by,thought it was alright. You were already beginning to get use to the lack of sleep in your body system. The Cold Grey Concrete Walls still surround. Nothing else exists inside the walls besides the small bed you lay on, a mirror and a sink. You think to yourself, 'This is how they treat us so called "Tributes", Prisoners. Prisoners of War set to kill each other for Freedom. Pathetic.'
A Bowl of Baked beans sits beside the Bed, by now they've gone cold. As cold as the chill air inside the room. You know you should finish the beans as it might give that extra bit of strength over the next few days. But, You just can come to make yourself take another spoonful. The past few days have been full with countless stupid and insane flashy events. Parades, Interviews, Tests and of course Training with the Eleven other 'Tributes' as the Capitol like to call you. Though during these times of social glamour, you felt lonely...
No body cared about how you really felt, all that everyone wanted was just a Battle to the Death as punishment for a failed Rebellion against the Iron Fist. Everyone around you only thought about Themselves, Themselves and Themselves with "I", "Me" and "My" hitting the top three overused words over the past two weeks. You've endured these tough weeks trying to act strong so you wouldn't embarrass the District you were meant to bring Pride/ Glory and Wealth to. But how could you? When everybody still grieves the losses of War and that you are the very Reminder of why they lost so much in so little time. Countless lives lost, Homes burnt to the ground as the people are forced into famine. A tear sheds down your cheek as you finally break into weeping...
A voice suddenly comes to mind,
"Wake up, child, or you'll be sorry!"
Apparently you lost consciousness off in your weeping, You can still feel that your shirt is wet from the tears. Standing at the door were two Peacekeepers who looked as if they were in a rush.
"Hurry up and get dressed, Today is the Big Day"
A Peacekeeper throws a bag into your chest, slightly winding you. As you unzip the bag you pull out what seems to be Black Hiking Uniform. Clearly embedded on teh right arm sleeve and Chest Pocket is your District Emblem. Embedded to remind you that you are here to Make your District Proud.
"10 Minutes to the Starting Siren"
The loudspeaker clearly sounds, It seems everything is in a rush. Citing the look on the Peacekeeper's face you scurry around quickly getting ready for the upcoming Battle.
Before long you are pulled out of your room by the Peacekeepers,
"We don't have time for you to be all Glamorous."
Pulled into the hallway, you realise you are still alone. There are no other tributes around, just an empty Hallway. At the end of the Hallway is a Caged Mining Elevator like the ones from District 12.
"Come on get going, get into the Elevator"
You heed his words and step inside, waiting for the world above to come into view.
"I guess I should say this, Good Luck and May the Odds be Ever in your Favour"
That line, the Capitol has been using that all week. Maybe because the odds were never in our favour during the rebellion. The peacekeeper slaps the button next to the lift. The lift begins to ascend. At this moment, flashbacks of your family, friends and District come to mind. You remember your training and remember the words of your Coach. You go over your plan in every situation be it forest, desert or snow. You try to think what weapon will be best suited for you. Before you finish going through your training. You find yourself staring at 11 Other Teenagers, The 11 other Tributes all with Hesitant yet eager faces. You make Eye contact with each other, The Boys and Girls you spent the last two weeks learning with are now your Enemies. Only one of you will Survive till the end. Will it be you or one of them. Looking Left and Right, Back and Forth the Loudspeaker kicks in again
"The Game will Start in... 5....4....3....2....1..."
FIGHT.
Okay Guys, If you need too, Read over the rules again. Once you have done that PM me your Moves. First Come, First Served. Remember there are only 8 Rucksacks so 4 of you will miss out.
WE ARE PLAYING BLOODBATH MODE.
The Starting Arena Map with FOG, FOG of War will only be used for the first two phases in this game to prevent you all going into 1 direction (I.e via stalking each other). Depending on how this FOG goes, Depends if I add it Permanently in the next games.
It is Currently DAWN
Phases go for 48 Hours,
Phase Change at
1am GMT+10
3pm GMT +0
6am GMT -5
Just Realise the Map is on My Laptop .. Not Desktop... brb 5mins.
A Bowl of Baked beans sits beside the Bed, by now they've gone cold. As cold as the chill air inside the room. You know you should finish the beans as it might give that extra bit of strength over the next few days. But, You just can come to make yourself take another spoonful. The past few days have been full with countless stupid and insane flashy events. Parades, Interviews, Tests and of course Training with the Eleven other 'Tributes' as the Capitol like to call you. Though during these times of social glamour, you felt lonely...
No body cared about how you really felt, all that everyone wanted was just a Battle to the Death as punishment for a failed Rebellion against the Iron Fist. Everyone around you only thought about Themselves, Themselves and Themselves with "I", "Me" and "My" hitting the top three overused words over the past two weeks. You've endured these tough weeks trying to act strong so you wouldn't embarrass the District you were meant to bring Pride/ Glory and Wealth to. But how could you? When everybody still grieves the losses of War and that you are the very Reminder of why they lost so much in so little time. Countless lives lost, Homes burnt to the ground as the people are forced into famine. A tear sheds down your cheek as you finally break into weeping...
A voice suddenly comes to mind,
"Wake up, child, or you'll be sorry!"
Apparently you lost consciousness off in your weeping, You can still feel that your shirt is wet from the tears. Standing at the door were two Peacekeepers who looked as if they were in a rush.
"Hurry up and get dressed, Today is the Big Day"
A Peacekeeper throws a bag into your chest, slightly winding you. As you unzip the bag you pull out what seems to be Black Hiking Uniform. Clearly embedded on teh right arm sleeve and Chest Pocket is your District Emblem. Embedded to remind you that you are here to Make your District Proud.
"10 Minutes to the Starting Siren"
The loudspeaker clearly sounds, It seems everything is in a rush. Citing the look on the Peacekeeper's face you scurry around quickly getting ready for the upcoming Battle.
Before long you are pulled out of your room by the Peacekeepers,
"We don't have time for you to be all Glamorous."
Pulled into the hallway, you realise you are still alone. There are no other tributes around, just an empty Hallway. At the end of the Hallway is a Caged Mining Elevator like the ones from District 12.
"Come on get going, get into the Elevator"
You heed his words and step inside, waiting for the world above to come into view.
"I guess I should say this, Good Luck and May the Odds be Ever in your Favour"
That line, the Capitol has been using that all week. Maybe because the odds were never in our favour during the rebellion. The peacekeeper slaps the button next to the lift. The lift begins to ascend. At this moment, flashbacks of your family, friends and District come to mind. You remember your training and remember the words of your Coach. You go over your plan in every situation be it forest, desert or snow. You try to think what weapon will be best suited for you. Before you finish going through your training. You find yourself staring at 11 Other Teenagers, The 11 other Tributes all with Hesitant yet eager faces. You make Eye contact with each other, The Boys and Girls you spent the last two weeks learning with are now your Enemies. Only one of you will Survive till the end. Will it be you or one of them. Looking Left and Right, Back and Forth the Loudspeaker kicks in again
"The Game will Start in... 5....4....3....2....1..."
FIGHT.
Okay Guys, If you need too, Read over the rules again. Once you have done that PM me your Moves. First Come, First Served. Remember there are only 8 Rucksacks so 4 of you will miss out.
WE ARE PLAYING BLOODBATH MODE.
The Starting Arena Map with FOG, FOG of War will only be used for the first two phases in this game to prevent you all going into 1 direction (I.e via stalking each other). Depending on how this FOG goes, Depends if I add it Permanently in the next games.
It is Currently DAWN
Phases go for 48 Hours,
Phase Change at
1am GMT+10
3pm GMT +0
6am GMT -5
Just Realise the Map is on My Laptop .. Not Desktop... brb 5mins.
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