Hunger Games - RP

((Okay then.))

Mabel heard a loud rumbling. A tree fell. Then another. She climbed up one and saw them collapse. She went down to the group. "Why are all the trees falling?" she said.

Danell's tree fell to the ground. She got hit in the face, hard, when she started bleeding. Then all the trees stopped falling.

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The Game-makers stopped the trees from falling. They immediately rose back up. The sky soon turned darker.

Mabel shook her head. "Uh...never mind. Let's just eat our rabbit." she said. She put the fire out and sighed. She split the rabbit evenly and watched Mason gobble up his food hungrily, not touching her own. "I'll take the first night watch? I don't really know if I can sleep tonight..." she wanted to kill one of them as soon as possible. Unfortunately, she decided to stay with them for a little while. Sttop the careers, maybe.

"Alright. I'm going to go hunting." Terma said. She picked up her axe and silently walked away from the team. There was nothing. She scanned the area for a while, but there was nothing at all.

Mabel nodded, and allowed Mason to go to bed. She watched the sky as the moon rose. She looked down at the ground. She saw two figures, walking together. They walked right past her, weapons ready. They walked away, slowly. Mabel watched them silently. Mason signaled to her "Can we kill them?" Mabel shook her head. "I don't want one of us to get hurt. If we do, Terma will blame one of us and break up the alliance. I don't think it should end this quickly. We could be useful together." she replied in hand language. "We're in career territory. If we fight them, the careers will see us. They always hang out near the cornucopia."

Terma came back and sat down in a log. "Let's get deeper into the woods, alright?" She said. "We're too close to the Cornucopia." She said. "We should follow the water source."

Mabel nodded. "Fine. The careers are here anyway. Let's grab our stuff." Mabel grabbed a backpackand hopped through the trees. She stared out from the top. She could see the river continue on untill she couldn't see it anymore. She hopped back down. "It's a little dark, but I can make out a long river." she said. She hopped back up. "I'll be in the trees, unless you want me to stay grounded."

"Well, the trees collapsed once. I wouldn't be surprised if they did it again. Get down here." Terma said. "For some reason, there was no food." She said. She walked. Walked. Walked. "I think we're here."

"What do you mean by here? You haven't been here before." Mabel said, frustrated. "I know some edible plants." Mason groaned. "We'll never get out of here alive..." Mabel stopped walking. "We...?" she said. "Mason, you're a good friend. But you have to understand that there is no we. There's me, I, and you. But no we. Only one person leaves. Alright?" she snapped.

((Guys I'm sorry I had a lot of schoolwork and wasn't allowed on..I'll just pretend Tesserae's alone in the woods..Who's dead?))

Tesserae trudged through the woods, her large brown backpack secured lightly around her. In her left hand, she gripped her axe, allowing the bow and the sheath of 20 arrows that she got from the bloodbath to hand over her shoulder. When she heard the whistling of a lake, she darted through the trees, her bow banging against loosely hung branches. When she saw a small stream flowing at a steady pace, she plopped down next to it, filling her canteen. Then, she gulped it down, her sandpaper tongue turning moist again. She smiled. She decided to set up camp in one of the tall trees with a lot of branches. She hated climbing, but it was the most safest opinion, since her alliance had been broken the minute the gong bombed and she darted to the cornucopia, taking her own stuff and running into the woods without looking back. She didn't even know who was dead. She climbed the tree, securing herself with some rope under the canopy of green leaves, then she dozed off, her axe gripped in her hand just in case.

Mason looked like he was going to cry, but Mabel didn't feel the least bit sorry for him. "I-sorry. It's just so stressful. And I'm on TV too. Argh, we even lost Tesserae. She'll kill us in a minute." Mabel knew she seemed selfish, but who knows, she was planning to break up the alliance when she could handle everything on her own. "How big is this place?"

Tesserae woke up to something scratching against her neck. As she gathered herself, she turned around to find a loose branch, dangling in the light wind. Sighing, she glanced around. It was dark, but she could still see. She felt her stomach rumbling. Hunger. Then, she remembered the package of dry fruit in her backpack. She hadn't hunted anything yet, so the dry fruit would be able to sustain her hunger until she could. She pulled the large pack off of her back, and opened it. She reached in and pulled out the fruit, opening the package and nibbling on a strawberry. It tasted sour to her, but food was food. She imagined the crispy district four bread, and the fresh halibut. Her mouth watered. Shaking her head, she ate a few more pieces and put the food away, gathering everything -including her sleeping bag, which she rolled up and put into her bag- and packing up. She tightened the sheath of arrows and the bow around her back, and gripped the large, lethal axe in her left arm. Then, she jumped down from the tree, and set off on a slow, soundless hike.

Danell say in her tree, munching on her pear.

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An unknown animal roams the forest. It's a mutt, of course. It's senses guide itself to the camping ground of thr alliance of the 6 and 5, near Tessarae's.

Tesserae brushed her sweaty hand against her chapped lips, sighing. She'd been walking for a while, and the thirst made every movement hard. As she pulled herself up a tall, slender tree, she found her joints tight and her vision fuzzy. Still, she managed to get about 20 feet up, and with shaky hands, pulled herself onto a long, thick branch. After steadying herself, she carefully pulled the rope out of her bag, and with shaky hands, tied a knot to keep herself secure. She also pulled her waterbottle out, gulping down mouthfuls until she was satisfied. She tightened the cap on her bottle, latching it onto her belt. With her backpack still secured onto her, she found herself dozing off.

Mabel scurried up a tree, eyeing her surroundings. She could see the lake behind her, and in front of her miles and miles of forest. She hopped around, scanning everything. She could see the the orange backpack on top of a far away tree, and stared at it. She reported it to Mason.

Tesserae pulled a chunk of loose bark off the the tree, a light, delicate wood taking it's place. She brought the bark up to her mouth, nibbling on it to give something her mouth to do. The sky was becoming darker and darker.

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Mabel started towards the bit of orange, a throwing knife clutched in her hand and two in her pocket. She scurried up a tree quietly and hopped closer. she spotted someone in the trees and threw the knife.

4-Barely missed

Mabel covered her mouth to hold in a squeal. "Tesserae! I'm sorry! I thought you were someone else..." she sputtered.

Tesserae screamed, grabbing her axe and raising it over her head. Although the knife had barely missed, it tore away a small piece of fabric from her shirt sleeve. Just as she was about to bring the axe down, she realized it was Mabel. She jumped from the tree, securing her backpack onto herself and pushing Mabel against the tree, still gripping her knife. "WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?" She yelled. "I NEVER BROKE THE ALLIANCE!"

Terma walked into the fight. "Silence! Tessarae! You'll give away our location! The careers will be here any second. Let's go!" She commanded, looking more bossy than she really is. Suddenly a spear hit

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Danell wakes up with the sound of screams. She recognizes a yell. It was probably heard all around the forest. She took out her spear and aimed it at Mabel, smiling. She threw it and hid behind a thick branch. She smiled as she successfully made a cut in Mabel's shoulder.

5 - Hit

Mabel tries to wrench the spear out. Successful, she jabs the back of it into Tesserae's chest, and pushes her down. "I'm sorry. That was an accident. I'm just jittery. I didn't know. But please don't try to kill me like that again." she said. She pulls a knife out of her pocket and throws it at Danell.

8- Minus 7HP.

Mabel sinks to her knees. "Another sorry. I just didn't want…t-to die." She looks at Danel and sees that her knife hit her in the back, near her right shoulder blade.

((um tesserae didn't get hit with the spear right??))

Tesserae stands up, lifting her axe up. She blows a piece of follow blonde hair out of her face. "I will break your head open right here.." Tesserae evilly grins at Mabel. "Who says I can't kill, huh? HUH? You wanna be a career? Maybe I'll kill you right here! You seem like a..threat.." Tesserae continues to giggle chaotically, before launching the axe at a tree behind Mabel. It hits, and digs in. She crouches down in front of Mabel, grabbing her throat. "If you wanna kill someone like a career, then maybe we'll fight and I'll teach you a damn lesson, Mabel!"

((well yeah but not on the sharp end that would hurt…Mabel hit her in the chest with the non sharp part to escape without hurting Tesserae…))

Mabel grinned. "Ha, I don't really think that would be wise. You'll lose a good alliance that way. I don't want to hurt you. But seriously. You're going insane." she slowly wrenched Tesserae's fingers off her neck, trying to let herself free. "I'll make a deal. You let me go…" Mabel eyed the ground. "And I won't try any funny buisiness. We have our alliance, and make an official break up when ready. No tricks." Mabel smiles. "Or you can do it your way. Try to kill me for no reason. I am not a threat. Who do you think I am, a piece of crap liar from district 2?" she laughs. "No offense…you're a good fighter, I know that. But don't kill me…I might be useful." Mabel's grip on her knife loosens, and she hangs limp in front of Tesserae. "Make your choice."

((Lol…why do our characters always hate each other? It's kind of funny…))

Tesserae lets go of Mabel's neck. "Fine." She wipes her axe off on her jacket. "But one more trick and I will murder you."

Mabel rubs her neck. "Okay. You have my word." she says. "No tricks." She wipes the sweat off her face with her sleeve. Pain shoots through her shoulder, and she remembers her wound. Her back is slick with blood. The damage isn't too bad, but it's still painful. Mabel moves her arm back and forth, trying out the pain. Ouch. Then she moves her elbow. It doesn't hurt, thankfully. Her wrist, fingers…nothing. She feels defeated, seeing everything that has happened. Being the weakest in the group, and being at the top of Tesserae's kill list. Maybe Henry had made that stupid melon story up. Don't screw up, Mabel. I thought. One trick and you're dead.

(Saved this, again!)

Tesserae plopped herself down into the hard-packed clumps of dirt, just then realizing how tired she was. Her tongue had become textured like a piece of brittle sand paper, so she sloshed water in her mouth, gurgling and scraping her tongue with her finger until it felt normal again. Relieved, she sighed, picking at the flaking skin on her fingers. Blood was dried underneath her nails; She didn't know how to got there.