Training Starts Now...

Here are the basic rules for you to Always follow, whether you are in the arena or not.

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• When speaking out of character [OOC], please make it clear by putting your message in [[--]] or ((--)) ect.

• Be fair and realistic: All your characters can't be amazing at everything and have no weaknesses and can kill someone just by blinking. One post cannot kill, unless you're killing your filler off.

• You can kill someone without their permission, its the Hunger Games. Although, make it realistic, each character must have a fair fight.

• Please have a limit to how much detail you put in when there's a really bloody scene, or any other innapropriate scenes. No bad language either please.

• The "Gameskeeper" of sorts will say when tributes get parachutes, make announcements ect. Anyone who has all their characters killed may join me and we can decide on things via PM.

• Please try and write a few sentences to a full paragraph for each post, people will get annoyed if you only post one line, even more so if it's a killing scene.

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Stations

Here are the following stations, the ones marked in grey are compulsory:

• Archery
• Axes
• Camouflage
• Edible Insects
• Edible Plants
• Fire Making
• Fishing
• Hammock Making
• Hand-to-Hand Combat
• Knifes
• Knots
• Shelters
• Slingshots
• Spears
• Swords
• Tridents
• Weightlifting
• Wrestling
• The Gauntlet- It is a daunting obstacle course used in the Training Center. It consists of ascending platforms that rise up to a landing. Tributes must jump from platform to platform to finish in the fastest time possible. To make it even more difficult, trainers swing padded clubs at the tributes.
  

Extra Info

For these games we will be randomly selecting who dies and who does not. We will place all names in to a 'reaping ball' and the last to be picked shall win. All the fillers (Excluding District One and Two) shall be killed off in the blood bath, although a filler cannot win. We will PM you when, where and how you die so it is a secret to everyone else. We will probably not do this in the future, this is just a test to see if it is more effective this way or not.

Don't understand, PM the Game Maker.

We shall begin now.

Thank you, and Happy Hunger Games!

A n d . m a y . t h e . o d d s , b e . e v e r . i n . y o u r . f a v o u r

|Time table |

Day 1:

7:30 |Training starts

12:00 | Stop for lunch

4:00 | Finish training

7:00 | Dinner

Day 2:

9:30 | Privet scoring starts

12:00 | Privet scoring over and Lunch

5:00 | Free time

7:00 | Scores realeased

Day 3:

8:30 | Prep time

11:00 | Interviews

4:00 | Hovercraft trasfer to the Games

5:00 | The games begin

Kaylan stood infront the twenty four tributes and spoke fast as to get her speech over with "In two weeks, twenty three of you will be dead, one of you will be alive. Who that is depends on how well you pay attention over the next few days. Now, no fighting with other tributes, you'll have plenty time for that in the arena. My advice is don't ignore the survival skills. Twenty-three of you will die. One will not. Who that is depends on your ability to anticipate" She paused to take a breath "Everyone wants to grab a sword but lots of you will die of natural causes. Ten percent from infection. Twenty percent from dehydration. One year the arena was a frozen tundra. Five years ago it was a burning desert. Exposure can kill you as easily as a knife. I suggest you spend as much time as you do learning the real skills than playing with an axe. You all need to pay attention, some of you may show off, however ignorance can be a killer also. What I'm saying is, don't count anyone out, because they could be the one who kills you" She looked at each and every tribute "Now of you go you wont win if you dont train"

Clove raised her head as she stood in the circle around Trainer Kaylan. She forced herself to listen hard to her words as she was sure they where important, even though her skin was itching for her to go. Taining was in her darkened blood and it ment everything to her and Fighting was the only thing she had managed to excel in, in life. Rolling her shoulders back she listened to the last few sentances and as the tall red head finished her words, she turned and headed strait for the knife throwing station. Her specialty.

L i l i t h = The fifteen year old girl stood there, taking in every aspect of the center from the stations to the many tributes around her. In a subtle attempt to take in what the head trainer was saying; although, she soon stayed away from this idea and couldn't help but let her hazel and emerald eyes flicker around to the other tributes. Her heart sank, almost half the other tributes were bigger than her, but, she was just naturally small for her age. She could feel the blood pumping harder and faster through her veins as her eyes darted from station to station. She wasn't paniking as such, more ust trying to think of every scenario, and picture a way out of it. On hearing the words of Trainer Kaylan she turned around, watching everyone dart away. Resisting the urge to head to the archry station she slowly stepped back and turned around, heading slowly towards the fire starting station.

H a r v e y - He quickly bolted towards the the climbing station and quickly latched on to the long and thick ropes. As he began to climb he lost his balance and fell off, falling to a harsh floor. He instantly clutched his leg, as he landed on that and squinted in pain.

Harlee lisened to the trainer. Her eyes where on the trained but her mind else where as she gripped the rabbits foot she kept around her neck. She thought of one thing her brother told her about the games. That make a group of people who fight for eachother till the end. Those clicks last for the longest time. She jumped as everyone departed, not relizing the trainer was done talking. She focased on one girl from district two. That girl went right to the knives, perticurly the throwing station there. Same weapon, two seemed younger but not as much as the little red haired girl she saw before. Taking one more glance around she went to the knife station, and studied the knives they had but watched in the corner of her eye at the other girl, "So you good with those?" She then grabed two smaller daggers that where there.

Dexter Shivered at the thought of dieing not from one of the others. He slipped over to the hand-in-hand combat station and waited for another to go there. He kept him eyes on his fellow district nine tribute. He was a year older than her but half her size.

Dawn nodded at the words from the trainer. 'Show you strengths not weaknesses.' She thought to herself as she watched the boy from district four fall from the rope. She cautiously over and tried to help him up, "You have to wrap your legs around it so you dont fall....." She smiled down to him as she turned to the rope and strait up. Doing as she told him she wrapped her legs around so her thighs held her in place as her arms pulled her up slowly, one tug at a time till she was at the top in a record time. She looked down from there, 'I can see everyone from here!' She thought once again.

Philip ran strait to the Knots station and tried to focus on what he was doing, but none of the knots stayed together to long. He struggled to do the most simplest of knots and blushed in embarrassment.

Sara Dock watched the tributes from her her district carefully as she skimmed over the rest. She walked over to Kaylan a fellow mentor her eyes still watching the tributes, "There are a lot of stronger and bigger tributes this year dont we. This years game should be a good one."

Callum- Like any other career tribute, he almost instantly turned and ran towards the spear throwing station. He smirked as he saw the boy from district four fall, and that was suppost to be a healthy district, with a good chance of winning. Although the girl didn't look so bad, even though she didn't go for any weapon at all. His eye scanned one tribute after the other, stopping on those he thought would have some what of a potentail threat, and whom he should just kill in the blood bath. Slowly picking up a long spear he fluiently threw in into the outline of a person's heart.

Flora- She looked around with a smirk as she instantly darted away from her district partner. She headed towards the archrey station. Picking up a bow somewhat very quickly she grabbed an arrow and placed it on the hook. She pulled the string back and let it fire, she got the dummy's left arm, a bad shot, and for some reason, this just filled her with more confidence.

Clove

The girl looked at Harlee, she was defiantly older than her and had at least 40 pounds on her. She couldn't help but smile at the girl, there was an air about her that forced her too as she took up the throwing knives three in her left and on in her right.

'You tell me.' Clove smirked before taking a throw with each knife. None missed. They never seemed to, unless she was really distracted. The first landed squarely in the dummys head, the second in others stomach. By the time the third had landed in another dummys stomach, she turned adding a delicate twist letting it land dangerously in the small gap between the head and shoulders. A deadly blow right through the neck.

Harlee watched from the corner of her eye and smiled, "Ok you have some training with those." She then promptly turned with four daggers balanced in her hands, all about nine inches. She crossed one into the others hand making into a cross, and did this making two sets. She tugged at it to make sure it was holding before she stepped up and launched the daggers. Out of the ones of her right hand the first on nailed the neck and the second one ripped down right where the heart would have been. The ones on her left did the same to another dummy. If one didn't go to deep the other did. She hit her marked and smirked at the dummies, all four daggers had made deadly blows, "Name is Harlee." She turned and smiled to the district two girl, as she messed around with the rabbits foot. "Your family must have trained you well. From the looks of those at least." She motioned to the dummies.

Clove

Clove watched the girl throw the knives with a tipped head. Ok so she was good, her aim was perfect and she seemed to know what she was doing. Brushing a lock of hair behind her left ear she smiled and bowed her head slightly.

'Names Clove. And I never had any family. I trained myself from the age of 4.' She nodded to the targets. 'These where easy targets, I've had a lot harder.'

Harlee smirked as Clove introduced herself. She laughed lightly as she looked at the target dummies, "Ya I am use to moving targets, and ones that come back at you." She then thought about what she said about her family, "Ya well all I have left is my little brother. My parents died when I was 5. My older brother started training me then, and when he died I continued." She glanced around to the other tributes, and then looked back at Clove, "It seems we come from the same kind of background." She smiled down to her, and grabbed to more daggers from the stand, and a few throwing knives. She handed the trowing knives to Clove, "There is a lot of competition this year it seems."

Donald didnt run to a station like most of the others but calmly walked over to the wrestling station as he watched the two girls throwing knives dead on the targets. He smirked to himself as he thought to himself. He turned to the trainer that was at the station and nodded befor turning around and glaring at the guy from district 12, 'He seems to be the biggest threat. Or a strong alliance.' He continued to glance at the girls as he kept an eye on that guy.

Samantha watched Donald as he eyed some others as she went to the Edible Plants station. She knew nothing about what she could and couldnt eat when in the wilderness, and she knew she had to learn. Looking at the lists and the images she exhaled, It would take her a while to go over it.

L i l i t h - Within half an hour or so she managed to build and withhold a steady flame from nothing more than twigs, dry leaves and two sharp stones. Feeling somewhat proud of this she stood up and looked around, where to next? She soon reilised, though, if she wanted to win, she would need to stand out. Slowly pacing towards the archery station she noticed someone else there, but she carried on her walk to the next isle of target. She gently ran her fingers along the rim of the bow before picking it up, weighing it and testing the balance. It was different to her one at home, although in a good way. Then picking up an arrow, she slowly looked around, almost checking if anyone was watching, she hated being watched. Lastly, lifting the bow to her face, aiming the arrow, and remember her anger, she sent it straight in to the heart of a dummy. 

H a r v e y- He gave a quick nod to her and stepped up, the girl climb. He had to give it to her. She was good at that. He slowly followed her upwards, locking his legs around the rope. He gazed down, he was high, but OK. 

Parker went to the Shelters station and tried to work fast. His eyes drifted around and landed on the guy at the spear station, 'Great just someone I will have to fight for spears with, and he is larger.' He huffed as he focused at the task in hand. He placed the supports in the right locations and then heaved it up. He grabbed onto a hammer and beat a spike into one of the ropes holding it up and repeated this on all the sides, and then vanished inside the tent to put the inside supports up.

Faith stumbled off to the fire starting station after the other girl had left. She sat there contently as she started to try to make the fire.

Dawn smiled down at him as he got up. She then judged the distance down. "Ok watch out now...." She slipped down as she got to where he was she looked at him, "My name is Dawn." She then held on with her legs as she leaned back letting go of the rope. Befor she could crash into the boy she let go with her legs sending her in a free fall for a moment before she snagged on to the rope just below him and letting her legs do the same, but this time she had her shoes instead of her legs on the rope and slid down the rest of the way. She exhaled sharply as she looked back up the rope, 'I almost missed that rope....' She relized as she then walked to the Slingshot station. It was the closest thing she had to what she was use to.

Clove

The smaller girl smiled up at Halee,

'It seems so.' She looked behind her just as the girl from four shot a perfect arrow, turning back she took the throwing knives with a smirk and twiddled them around her fingers. Turning back to the basic dummys she threw a knife at a small button behind the left side dummy and a electric door opened. It led to a more advanced course. The dummys where made of hard wood and lit up around the edges, and split into sections. Stepping into the room the dummys started to slowly spin around her, to confuse and blur her vision. She was completely used to this though and threw the knives at the dummys as they lit up in turn.

L i l i t h - She smirked slightly, while turning away. Her figure still remaining upright and straight as she walked towards the stand to collect another arrow. A light wave of confidence over took her as she quickly placed an arrow on to the bow once more and held it upright, lining her vision directly down the body of the arrow. She suddenly golted back and shot the arrow straight in to the head of another dummy. She did this for a while, only reciving two misses, well not really a miss, just off her target, they hit the left arm and leg. Sometimes she had a tendancy to lean left and adjust her aim height along with the angle. Slowly tunring around she placed the bow down and went to collect the arrows.

H a r v e y- "Harvey," He said, somewhat plainly as he continued to shuffle upwards. Reaching for the unstable bars he flipped upwards from under them and began to walk along them. In a somewhat quick attempt to recover from the fall he had just made.

Will was heading to the weightlifting when he saw the male from district six watching him at the wrestling station. He glared at him as he turned his way and walked right at him. He stopped once on the mat that was on the ground. He took a glance around every one once before he turned to the district six tribute. "If you have something to say. Then say it. If not then just stay out of my way." He then took a step back and waited for the trainer to give the clearance.

Piper watched Will go off, and then went to the Camouflage station and carefully tried to make herself match a tree that was given.

Parker came out of the tent that was set up perfectly, and smirked at it. he then saw the girl from district three tumble over and started laughing at her. He walked over and picked up the weights and set them on the rack, him self strugled a bit, "Maybe try something not that heavy." He then helped her up and walked over to the knot station where he started on difficult knots.