Caden Flores {:} M : Open

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Cade's heart sank as he watched the countdown reach zero. The Hunger Games had begun. A week before the games started Cade had hid himself away in an old house on the outskirts of his district, he didn't want to be an easy target once the games started. He backed away from the wall of the old house, rising to his feet. He walked out of the house, quickly shrinking into the tree line. He followed the tree line into a nearby town in his district. He crouched silently, watching. He spent a couple minutes waiting before he saw what he was looking for, a bundle of clothes had fallen out of a wagon. He dashed into the street, grabbed the bundle, and ran. He didn't stop to see who was chasing him, he just sprinted back into the trees. He ran until he was out of breath, ducking behind a rock. He looked around, he didn't hear or see anyone. He sighed, standing up. He walked back to the old house slowly, he could barley see because of the blizzard that picked up. He eventually reached the house and ducked inside. Once he was inside he tore the paper off of the bundle of clothes and pulled on the woolen sweater that was inside.

Ivy Patterson|Open

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Ivy paid no attention to the clock. She bounced straight up, ignored the chilling feeling inside her bones, and made her way towards a tall gloomy structure. Once reaching the building she pressed her body onto the side of the building staying hidden beneath the shadows. The tall trees hugging the building created a sense of regret withing ones soul. A feeling that wasn't easily ignored. Taking a deep breathe in, Ivy peered around the corner of the building taking in everything she could, a shovel, a rack, garden beds neatly arranged, too neatly. Feeling the sense that someone was around, Ivy crawled back from the building and sat down. The cold had started to work its way into her small body, rubbing her arms she looked around for anything warm. Nothing. Not a blanket, not a jacket. Nothing. Ivy picked herself up and very slowly started walking towards a path, right now she'd have taken any path, anything that would lead her as far away from this dark place. Keeping her eyes peeled towards the front, she sank into the shadows of the trees keeping clear from any light. Light was an enemy. She picked her way through the shrubs and slowly sat down. Using her cold hands she begun to dig her way through the hard soil, cutting her fingers as she went. Finally after 15 minutes of moving the hard rocky soil she rolled her now stiff body into the decent sized hole. She begun to cover herself with the soil and soon her entire body was immersed with the hard substance. She slowly closed her eyes a feeling of unconsciousness go over her. "I must keep going, only just begun" she slowly drifted off, the soil warming her body slowly, and in just enough time.

onix watched the clock as it turned to zero she stood her red curtain bangs covering her amber eyes as she walked out of the shed brr it was freezing she walked for a bit before finding some cans she grabbed them along with a old coat that fell from the building as she jogged back to her shed once she was there she used a pair of broken old sissors to cut the two cans then clipped them togeter and tossed it into the fire after a bit she took it out and bam she had a knife blade

Cecelia Marks (Open)

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After the clock, Cecelia took off running into the shadows. A small treehouse deep in the woods would be enough shelter for atleast one day. She climbed the tree ladder and tucked herself away in a hideout under a loose board. There was one stack of wood in a corner and a small pile of warm clothes in another. Cecelia quickly grabbed a sweater out of the pile before hiding under the board again. As the weather got colder the treehouse got colder. The hideout inside was not much warmth but she didnt dare start a fire. She didn't know who could be nearby

Jester took a deep breath. "let the games begin" she muttered as the clock reached zero. She was hiding in a coal mine (wink wink). Taking a look around she picked up a pice of metal on the ground looking at it she realized it would make a good weapon for the time being. Walking out of the mine she tried to find a tree so she could make a bow.

Cade curled into a ball in the corner of the old house, shivering. He could hear the wind howling outside, the sweater he had stolen wasn't enough to keep him warm. He looked around the house. It was a small, one room place made out of wooden planks. The celing was high with some gaps in it, formed by the rotting wood. This allowed the snow to drift into Cade's hideout. Other than the broken celing the house was in pretty good condition. There used to be a doorway which Cade had blocked with big rocks and fallen wooden planks. The only entrance was through a small hole one had to duck and squeeze themselves into. Cade was pretty slender so the hole being small gave him some comfort that he was the only one that could get in. The house was void from furniture or interior walls so it was one small, open, room. In some places the wooden flooring was gone, exposing the dirt underneath. Cade uncurled himself and looked around, one of the dirt patches may be warmer than the wall. He slowly pushed himself up and walked over to the dirt, sinking into the ground. He pulled the paper from the bundle over himself and once more curled into a ball.

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As the clock went to zero, Clover quickly ran in the water. She did that when she was scared or anxious. In this case it was the second. Unerwater she started to think about getting a weapon. "What weapons can you find in a fishing district" she thought. A trident! Wink wink xD Of course! She knew where to find one. She ran out and went in to the swampy lands, following a trail only she saw. She came across an abandoned boat, swiftly ran inside, and went out triunphly with a trident, a bit rusty, but a weapon for the moment.

onix grabbed her can blade and walked from the shed the big coat draped over her sholders as she jumped up and grabbed a tree branch pulling it down it snapped and she jammed it onto her makeshift kniife before walking back into town she had 100 on her and was thinking about what to buy she stepped into a store filling a basket with 20 dollers worth of food it would last her about two weeks she had her leather bag on her back so after she payed and got her 60 back she shoved all the food in there and went on her way her she had jeand and leggings on plus four shirts so she didnt need clothes she had food to last her quite a while she had her makeshift knife she jumped out of the way of a car the person in it glared at her she flipped them off and went on her way her fangs cutting her lip

Clover wanted to get to the textiles district. But she knew it was to far to go by foot, she didn't know what to do..She decided to stay in District 4, and walked in town. She went to the nearby hook shop, and bought some bait. Clover was worried someone else could be there, waiting the best moment to kill her. But the games just started, no way the others were so fast. And who needs fishing hooks in other districts? Clover was getting cold, she only had a light jacket anyways. Maybe she could steal..or kill someone with heavier clothes.

Ivy Patterson | Open

Ivy slowly came back and realised how close she had been to death. "I can't let that happen again" she slowly stood up brushing the dust as she walked towards the ending of a path. She ducked in behind a tree and looked up further ahead. "Looks to be another district" she said to herself before making the descion to walk further ahead. She came to the entrance but stayed in the shadows keeping clear of any light. Slowly and carefuly she navigated her way forward and soon had entered the new district. The cold had started to get to her again and she hugged herself to get warm. "Just keep moving, just keep moving"