Hunger Games ( RP)

( That is soo weird but cool at the same time.)

( Are those roman chariots?)

( Yea ok continue.)

( Lets them meet at training.)

( I think I can act out Abigail.)

( Sorry, I really want our characters to meet soon. You can start first.)

As she sat in the chariot, she waited impatiently for it to start. " At least get this over with." she thought, but then she say the boy again. " Damerian, his name is Damerian." She remembered from his reaping. "Gods, he actually looks good in that. No, don't think that Zoe, he's going to kill you soon." She silently scolded herself as she tried to look at something else. Thankfully the chariots started as they heard Caesar announcing their arrival.

( Silently waits for Mark to respond, while being mentally tortured.)

( Noooo com backkk!)

As the chariot ran, Zoe could hear the adoring crowds screaming for her affection and attention. As they wished she waved to the crowds and even blew out some kisses, which in fact made them scream more. Soon enough she might actually be deaf. She glanced at Lark who was doing the same thing, then at the television. " Take that tributes!" She rejoiced in her mind. Then they were lead into a passageway where the doors closed and the screaming crowds became mute. Zoe sighed as she stepped out of her chariot and was escorted into her quarters until dinner.

( Night.)

( How the heck are you up so early?!?)

As Zoe got out of her chariot, she spotted the boy again. So had already made up her mind and she was so over him, or so she thought. She was escorted to her room again to change. In her mind, she thought to herself " Well, that's sure going to get me some sponsors, the people love me. That is until they see me die." She picked a brown leather jacket to wear with a green shirt underneath along with a pair of ripped jeans. This time she let their hair flow down, then she was called to dinner

As she plopped down at her seat waiting for the feast to begin, she reviewed the chariots..again. She now knew her opponents well, but tomorrow at the training she would know everything soon enough. The sound of voices and the scent of food woke her from her thoughts as the biggest feast she had ever seen. All kinds of exotic food appeared in front of her. Soon, she wasn't able to eat anymore.

After she managed to change and get herself to bed, she looked up blankly at the dark ceiling. She wondered how Nico and Maddie were doing back home… without her. Slowly darkness took over her vision and then she mentally prepared herself for tomorrow. " Now let the games begin."

In the morning, she woke up just in time, a few minutes before Effie was calling her for breakfast. She quickly brushed her teeth, do her hair and put the black leather clothes that was laid on the bed for her before she went down. The breakfast was great, but she had other troubles worrying her mind. How should she present herself. Weak, strong, unskilled, smart. There were a lot of ways to do this. Before she knew it, she wolfed down her food, and soon she was sent to her first day of training.

( Can't write until you get to the training. )

( Eeeeeeeeee so excited!)

(Okay, I'm on)

( Well, Finally! Catch up if you can.)

( I am so impatient I keep reloading the page for hope while I am being mentally tortured until someone saves me.)

( Come and answer me, you filthy muggles.)

( Come and answer me, you filthy muggles.)

(I'm offended, is that how you speak to muggles? BTW I'm pureblood, so shut up.)