Roleplaying

(Same here, I have been pretty busy, so I wasn't on very often)

Harlem, startled jumped and dropped one of the sacks he was carrying. He then saw Zajon and realized what was going on, he smirked and stood there, trident poised at Zajon's heart, "Oh, look who decided to come out of hiding." he said in a taunting tone, "After the way Veronica and I beat you up, I thought you'd be dead by now." said Harlem as he looked Zajon over. "Pretty bold of you to come looking for us." said Harlem as he spun his trident, the gold shinning and sparkling in the sunlight. "Pretty bold, but not very smart."

Veronica looked at Zajon and grinned, all of a sudden ideas flooded her mind and she walked over to the one side of Harlem turning a little to look at him and whispered so only he could here "He lived what we put him through, maybe he could possably be very useful, that is if he is willing, but if not, well do what you like..." she turned back towards Zajon with a half smile, she wasn't in any threatening stance or even going for her knife so she could pull a blade on him, she simply stood there, her gaze flickering back between him and Harlem.

Harlem nodded, an almost unoticeable nod and lowered his trident. With a slick, smile Harlem circled Zajon spinning his trident as he walked. With his now deep, pirceing emerald green eyes, Harlem looked rather intimidating. After he finished observing Zajon, he stood infront of him, next to Veronica. As he leaned on his golden trident, Harlem looked Zajon in the eyes and assumed a somewhat not threatening pose, though he would be ready to fight if Zajon was dumb enough to even try anything.

(My computer keeps acting dumb, and keeps logging me out for no simple reason!! Argggg! this is sooo anoyying!)

Zajon had a look on his face that suggested he didn't plan this, a look which was rare.  He was obviously just as surprised as they were, and started to back and put his hands out, speaking slowly, just as he would if, say, he'd accidentaly run into a couple of bears.  "Uh," he said slowly, "I think I'm just going to..." he forgot the word for a second in his shock, something else that was rare.  "Yes, I'm just going to leave now." and he turned around and bolted, Apple folowing quickly after him, detiemined not to fall behind his master. 

A develish smile spread across Harlem's face, "Well, it seems as if he finnaly has enough sense to actually run from us." said Harlem as he charged after Zajon. His long slender legs carrying his far and fast as he crashed through the trees and shrubs. He followed the path of trampled plants and earth, tailing Zajon. Soon he was close enogh to throw a well aimed spear, Harlem got super close to Zajon' so that when he slowed down to pull out a spear, he wouldn't fall behind. Harlem grabbed a sharply pointed wooden spear, and with one powerfull throw, sent it sailing through the air.........

Veronica trailed closly behind him off to one side, and was only a few footsteps away from Harlems heals, it wasn't easy keeping up with him, he moved fast, a large branch nearly smacked her in the face if she hadn't of ducked as fast as she did but it slowed her down, she knew she was able to move faster in the trees so in a mid stride she jumped as high as she could and grabbed onto a branch above her, swinging herself up she jumped from branch to branch, she kept up with them but it came much easier to her now and was able to keep an eye on Zajon from another perspective.

And Zajon ducked.  He had heard the slight grunt that Harlem had made when he threw the spear with all his might, and how Harlem's steps slowed for a second.  He was obviously not tired, and anything slowing his steps would be A. Apple (Who was right beside Zajon) B. Some trap Zajon had set (He hadn't set one) or C. Taking out a weapon of some kind; Zajon hadn't seen him with a weapon.  Unlike Harlem though, Zajon was very tired.  He stopped and put his hand agaisnt a tree for a second, leaning on it and breathing heavily, because he hadn't had this kind of exertion since his friends had talked him into playing tag back in fourth grade.  Needless to say, he had never run since.

Harlem, who had a lot of stamina, wasn't tired at all. He crept up behind Zajon and put him in his signiture Death Lock,  in which his own father couldn't escape. He could bet that all of District four, especially his father were smiling at this move, since it was practically impossible to escape(but don't go getting upset Scoot, because rember, you still have Apple ;) ) With his are muscles rippling, Harlem held Zajon, cutting off most of his oxygen, but not enough to kill him. He smiled evily with much satifaction at Zajon's gasps and attempts to free himself. Harlem stood there, wating for Veronica to catch up to them.

Veronica was closer than he probably thought and just a few short moments after Harlem had grabbed Zajon she jumped down from the branch above him and landed effortlessly on the ground below the tree she was in, she cracked a smile and gave half a nod as if to compliment Harlem on his death hold as she flicked out her knife blade but held it down at her side instead of pointing it at Zajon, she didn't want to go for the kill just yet, she wanted to talk but decided to wait for Zajon to stop squirming before she would say a single word.

(Just as a note, Harlem is holding Zajon in a restraint that really winds someone, and cuts off some of their oxygen, therefore slowing bloodflow, so Zajon may be a little woozy and numb)

Zajon felt like he was going to die.  He could barely breath, and the air he could get was all from Harlem's exhalation.  He could get less oxygen than Harlem anticipated, and started to feel like he was going to pass out, his squirming getting less and less violent, his noises becoming more and more feeble.  He finally stopped, just short of passing out.  His vision was blurry, his heartbeat was slowed, and his lungs were really working over time, a sucking sound could actually be heard from his throat, making up a little bit for the restrained chamber.  Apple, however, was much more energetic than hs master.  He feared for his master's life, and could feel the adrenaline coursing through his blood stream.  He lept at Harlem, gripping his leg with his pincer's hard enough to cut through fabric and flesh, which it did.  Apple started to repeatedly sting.  Now, he had very little venom produced at the moment, but that didn't mean a heavily muscled point peircing into your flesh didn't hurt.

Harlem winced and dropped to the ground, letting go of Zajon, he clutched his leg, screaming curses at Apple.

(Sorry for being gone)

Veronica grabbed Apple's stinger with her bare hands as Apple was in mid strike about to hit Harlem with it again, she pulled him off avoiding the pincher's he had that were snapping at her, she just about had enough of the mutt, she grabbed Apple's tail with both hands holding him back as best she could. "Dang it Zajon! Call that thing off!" she shouted, unfortunately she had dropped her knife trying to get Apple off of Harlem so she wasn't able to grab that to stab Apple with it, she was nearly defenseless and because she was holding Apple off avoiding his attacks she wasn't able to help Harlem either.

While Zajon was on his knees, taking deep breaths, he simply held up his finger at Veronica's plea.  Then, he stood up, brushed himslef off, and asked "Why should I call him off?  I only benifits me if he kills or injures you.  As for my morality, how many people have you two killed collectively?  Hey, that's a nice knife." ZAjon said calmy, eyeing the thing glinting in the dirt with his unnatural eyes.  "Why," he said, stooping down to pick it up, "I think I'll keep it.  Now, did you want to make a deal?  Perhaps grovel a bit?" Zajon grinned smugly, and gestured the knife towards Harlem, sending a clear message to Veronica.  The message was "I am in control, unlike a few minutes ago."

Veronica had enough, that was it, she could take loosing a limb, a family, even almost loosing her life, but taking her knife?! That was going to far, she had it for as long as she could remember and it actually meant something to her! ((I so had to put that there, I couldn't resist it)) Her eyes looked like they had turned bright red as she used what strength she had after not having a decent meal in a long time and swung Apple in a half circle chucking him off a good distance, she turned towards Zajon grabbed her knife out of his hand by the blade, with an easy motion flipped it around so she was holding onto the handle again and pointed it at him "One..." she answered his question about killing people then added "I wanted to talk, but now I'm prepared to make that one person, a two." her voice was wicked, cruel, cold, and heartless sounding, she had an attitude and was about ready to blow.

The Arena:

The Arena in the Games is deadly. Lethal traps, ensnaring nets, murderous mutts, all because last year the Gamemakers decided it wasn't challenging enough.

A forest, mountains, valley, beach and ocean is the basic terrain of the arena.
 

The Cornucopia

Tributes start at the Cornucopia, inside a huge copper dome. The metal plates are surrounded by mines, but here's the trick: after 60 seconds, not all of the mines are deactivated... Tributes have to figure out a safe way to get across the mines to the Corn where all of the supplies are.

It contains:

Large Food Packs (containing 3 loaves of bread, 2 packets of beef jerky, 1 packet of fish jerky, two large pickles, a packet of smoked ham, a packet of dried fruits, a can of pineapples, and a gallon water bottle.)
Small Food Packs (containing 1 loaf of bread, 1 packet of beef jerky, two potatoes, one tomato, a small packet of dried fruit, and a pint water bottle.)
Loaves of Bread (Rye, white, and sourdough.)
Cans (Pineapple, tomato, chicken noodle soup, beef broth.)
Sacks of Dried Fruit
Sacks of Potatoes
Packets of Beef Jerky
Packets of Fish Jerky
Packets of Water Purification Tablets (each packet contains 15 tablets)
Sleeping Bags
Survival Packs (Containing a small amount of food, purification tablets, sleeping bag, small knife, small first aid kit)
Basic First-Aid Kits
Coils of thin, very strong rope (30 feet long)
Water Bottles

Note: You are allowed one sponsor gift every two days. This includes heated wet-suits, poisons, etc...

Second Note: If you grab a lot of stuff, you will be seriously slowed down. This means you have to move and fight slower

The Hunger Games

When the 13 Districts rebelled against the Capitol, the Capitol defeated 12 of the Districts, obliterating the 13th entirely. As punishment, the Capitol has declared that each district send two tributes (one male and one female) between the ages of 12 and 18, to participate in the annual Hunger Games.


The Hunger Games are a fight to death on live T.V. Twenty-four tributes are sent into an arena with weapons and food, not to mention bloody game-maker traps. The rules are simple: Kill or be killed. Who will win in the Hunger Games?

Basically the same as the plot

No Godmodding/Powerplaying (i.e being invincible, killing people without permission etc.)
Please use good grammar(no text talk!)
Be realistic(if you are completely cornered, trapped or are fighting against someone much stronger than you, you will be badly injured or killed)
Please don’t send yourself unrealistic gifts
I control disasters and arena surprises. Don’t just make up your own.
You can rp up to 3 tributes but no more.
NO Mary-Sues!(your character can’t be perfect)

How This Works
Your character starts at the Cornucopia on a round, metal plate. You must wait sixty seconds before stepping off your plate, or you will be destroyed by the mines around it.

Once the gong sounds, you can either run away as fast as you can, grab something from the Corn, or participate in the Bloodbath for the right to the best supplies.

The Bloodbath is the initial fighting next to the Corn. Usually, the Career Tributes* and some of their allies fight off their weaker opponents and get most of the loot.


The Careers
The Careers are usually the Tributes from Districts 1, 2, and 4 who train for the Hunger Games. They are usually the strongest and best equipped, and they form a career pack to try and hunt down the other tributes.

Alliances
Tributes can form alliances with other tributes. In an alliance, tributes keep each other alive, therefore improving their own chances of survival. Alliances can be broken by whoever and whenever.

Districts
District 1: Luxury Goods
District 2: Mining
District 3: Electronics
District 4: Fishing
District 5: DNA Experiments
District 6: Medicine
District 7: Lumber
District 8: Clothing/ Fabrics
District 9: Food Processing
District 10: Livestock
District 11: Agriculture
District 12: Coal

Form
Name(first and last):
Gender:
District:
Age(12-18):
Looks:
Personality:
Strength:
Weakness(not neccecary, but a good thing to note):
Status(career or solo?):
Other:

P.S If you joined before the switch just pick up where you left off, but still post the form.