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Day 3 Status

Name: Anders O'Clery

Location: The roof of building Six

Company: Kanter

Weapons/Items: metal pegs, satchel, makeup, snacks, alcohol, kindling, shingle armor, potassium nitrate, ballistics gelatin, bow and arrow

Injuries: Cut on forehead 

Important Events: Allied with Kanter and added two more to the kill list

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Sticks and Stones || Kanter and Anders

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Waving away her help I hauled myself up onto the roof beside her and almost collapsed. After fighting Reagan and Scarlett I was definitely beginning to feel the toll. My eyes shut and I just let the darkness wash over me and envelop me in it’s tender grasp.

"Excuse me? Oh, yeah. I’m fine." I say when I realize she’d asked me something. Truth be told I hadn’t even heard her start talking in the first place. What was going on? Were my physical limitations finally catching up with me? "I think I just need some rest. It’s been a long few days." I closed my eyes again and laid against the roof; still I could feel her eyes watching me.

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"I don't think we should sleep..not yet" I say hesitantly as I realize Kanter may have already passed out. "Anyone could be watching us right now. I feel like we are never safe here." I think out loud as I tend to the cut on my head. It wasn't too deep but the blood I has lost during the fight has clumping on my eyebrows and it made me weirdly self-conscious in front of the cameras. 

Kanter was losing energy fast and I almost didn't have the heart to suggest staying up but sacrificing some shut-eye was fine with me if it meant staying alive. "Kanter. Kanter...Kaaaaaanturd." I laughed as he looked at me in a daze.  "Hello? What's going on in there?" It seemed like something was definitely on his mind. 

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Sticks and Stones || Kanter and Anders

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I could’t tell if I was genuinely worried for her (unlikely) or more just worried that the sight of her bleeding would stir something in me I wasn’t completely in control of. So when she asked me to help clean her off I wasn’t all too thrilled about it. My eyes wandered around looking anywhere but the cut, instead resting on two approaching figures in the distance.

"Anders, Anders we have to go." I said tugging on her sleeve. Normally I’m not one to back down from a fight but neither of us were really in top condition as it was. "I grabbed her hand and steered her away from whichever direction she was pointing to and instead started pulling her back amongst the scattering of circus buildings.

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Luckily both of us were so small so escaping situations was our forte. Camouflage was my top priority in training so I considered myself well versed in remaining unseen by the supposed threat. "Ok." I huff out as we quietly shift behind a building then break out into a run for cover. I point far in the distance to a building that no one seemed to be near. I thought it read "6" on the door but unfortunately the feces was getting in the way. Together we scaled the side and Kanter boosted me up onto the roof. I tried to help him get up and reached out my hand but he declined and told me to sit down. He finally made it up and the gutter kept us from being exposed. The building was quite high so we used our vantage point to survey the arena. We were safe for now and the sun had set, meaning most tributes would soon fall asleep. 

"I don't know about you but I'm done killing for today. Those names in the sky were all due to me and right know I feel like I'm gonna barf health and mentality wise." I whispered, grabbing my discarded overshirt that I used to wipe up the blood. I could tell Kanter was out of it too.

"Uhh, are you ok?" I asked carefully.

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Sticks and Stones || Kanter and Anders

The smoke was still circling around Scarlett’s corpse and the sounds of the explosions freshly ringing in my ears. I personally would have preferred the kill to be a little more… personal, but Anders method proved effective and I surely would not want to be on the receiving end of it.

Anders was surprising me at every turn. I turned to congratulate her on our success and saw the blood leaking from her porcelain skin. “Anders, you’re bleeding.” I stated quietly as if she was unaware of what was going on.

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I went to high five Kanter to find my hand slightly stained with blood. "Well, you don't get a kill without a little spattered blood I guess." I replied. "Whatever. A small price to pay for being the only tribute with kills today...." I trailed off as the young boy helped me stop the bleeding. "Once it closes up the makeup will help disguise it so it doesn't become at point of interest."

I looked over Scarlett's body and grabbed the bow and arrow set from her death grip, shaking slightly as I could hear the bones of her hand cracking. "Let's rest for now, here can you grab my dress shirt from my satchel and help me with the travesty that is my face?" I joke as I scan the arena for shelter. My vision remains hazy but I pick out a few trees in the distance that hadn't managed to have every branch covered in the mysterious poop and led the way. We needed to get as far away from the cornucopia as possible. 

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Moonrise Kingdom

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Moonrise Kingdom- Suzy Bishop + Binoculars

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Why? || Kanter & Anders

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My lighter would be great friends with that alcohol. It brought a smile to my lips just thinking of all the possibilities. “I would very much enjoy that.” I said simply. 

"Agreed to the pairs. Just took risky right now. Who all is in pairs anyways? The only people I’ve seen in the arena are Reagan and now you." I had no idea about the code of ethics she felt regarding Harlequin but I for sure did not feel the same about Rena. "Yes, tributes often return because it’s something familiar for them. Shall we go?" I asked already starting to head that way. It wasn’t too far away and I thought I could make out a lone tribute from here.

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"Great! Here, first, take a few of these." I scramble up to the roof again and grab a handful of old metal roof shingles and slide back down on a stray pipe. "We can use these for protection." I explain, handing him a few pieces. He looks confused momentarily so I show him what to do. "Here watch me! I'm gonna take..hmm.." I consider my options while measuring my torso to the best of my ability; "I'll take four." I layer the pieces on top of each other and borrow Kanter's lighter to seal the alloy together once I have it properly fitted around my body. Next, I use my metal pegs to create two holes at the top of the makeshift armor. "This is so it stays up." Ripping off my tie that I have been keeping in since the bloodbath, I string it through the loops and tie it in two places underneath my shoulders. 

"Well, that should do it!" I exclaim proudly. "Now let me start on yours." I measure Kanter's body as I would for any old costume fitting back home and decide that 5 sheets would do his torso size justice. "I feel a little bit better now about going to fight. These can withstand some more pressure so we should be on the safe side." With Kanter's armor finished up, we continue towards the Cornucopia. The boy mentions quietly that he sees a body in the distance and I get to work digging small holes in front of the base. "I guess it's time for another battle" I sigh to myself as Kanter locates the tribute.

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Why? || Kanter & Anders

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Now why in the world would Anders actually be collecting this mess? As if the smell alone wasn’t bad enough she was actually handling it. She however seemed immune to the many charms of feces and started rattling off some explanation about why she was willing storing excrement.

When she finished talking I actually started to clap my hands slowly. Seemed there was more to my little Anders than I first thought. “Anders my dear. Has anyone ever told you just how brilliant you are?” I smiled at her, genuine in the fact that she had actually impressed me. 

"Here, before I forget." I dug into my bag and pulled out most of the make up I’d taken from the costume building I’d visited the first day while keeping a little for myself. "It reminded me of you and I’m not exactly sure why I took it but I’m almost certain you can put it to better use than I can." 

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"Perfect!" I exclaim as I grab Kanter's unopened makeup and store it in my satchel- it will be perfect for later plans. "And if you need it, you can always attack with some of the alcohol from this big bottle I smuggled at the Ball." I offer. I take the two sticks that I used to light the fire on Caspian's stump and stash them away as well, knowing I will need them later. With Kanter's morale raised and both of us allies feeling particularly confident with out sets of skills, I decided that now would be a good time to attack. 

"I know the location of every tribute..each and every one. I saw them all in one of the rooms I entered. I'm not up for going against another pair and right now Harlequin is off limits- him being my district partner and all. I'm not like that." I spit out, hoping somehow Finn feels the effects of my words. "The cornucopia is always a good place to start." I suggest as I see Kanter already breaking into a jog, clearly excited with the prospect of a new kill.

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Why? || Kanter & Anders

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She relaxed finally and let her guard down a bit. Though I wasn’t opposed to killing I was a man of my word and wouldn’t harm Anders. “No need to feel remorse about it Anders. It was either you or him and I’m sure he would have tried to do the same to you if you had not have got to him first.” I tried to ease the regret I could see building behind her eyes. 

"Reagan was my third so far." I stated matter-of-factly. "Poor kid made the mistake of sneaking up on me." 

I looked at her quizzically as she rambled on about not having friends but wanting friends. I had not planned on being with anyone in the arena but perhaps now that the numbers were dwindling a little back up couldn’t hurt. “It would be my pleasure to accompany you through the arena. Have you come across anything else interesting yet?”

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On the underside of my various layers of dried crap, small crystals of potassium nitrate had formed. I motioned for Kanter to come over and help me collect it all. Seeing his face contort at the site of it made me laugh so I explained more in depth as we worked. Potassium nitrate is very cheap and not illegal in my district because we use it for metal and fabric treatment. I don't know if you were filled in on my little predicament but I sort of had a knack for getting in trouble over there so this is the closest thing to a weapon we were allowed to shoot films with. Plus, I'm positive the President didn't want to confiscate poop from us..that's a whole new level of demeaning. 

Together we gathered all the residue and I put it in my pockets. Kanter looked at me questioningly and I replied "And that, my friend is how you make gunpowder the hick way. Let's go find someone to use it on."

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Why? || Kanter & Anders

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An immediate fighting stance. So she did think I was a threat. Interesting.

"Please, Anders, you know I’m above that." I almost sighed at her thinking I would attack her and lowered my bow as a sign of trust. Though, I did keep my eye on those spikes of hers.

"Though, I must commend you on your.. victory. Who did you manage to knock off? The boy from four?" He was the only career male left and a rather large one at that. Thought she was a little on edge seeing how impressed I looked must have set her at ease a bit. "Congratulations are in order for you."

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I lowered my throwing arm and dropped the spikes at my side. He seemed friendly. "Yeah, I got the big guy from 4. He didn't see it coming and we was starting to underestimate me and my belongings so I guess I got kinda paranoid.." I trailed off as the whirring of a hovercraft distracted me. They were here to take Caspian's body out of the arena. The gruesome outline of where his body was once tied up was burned into the stump- as if my deed wouldn't be able to be forgotten any time soon. 

Kanter's eyes showed actual delight at my kill and I curtsied jokingly while scratching the dried blood off my arms. "Looks like you got some on ya too." I noticed. Maybe together we would be a force to be reckoned with. "You know my first rule was no friends but maybe to stay alive we should team up. I always have some tricks up my sleeve..."

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Why? || Kanter & Anders

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Fortunately, I didn’t fall into the feces. Upon leaving the room there was another building directly in front of me. While tempting I had had enough of being locked in buildings for a while and decided to stay outside for the time being. 

I headed south and turned the corner around the building. To my surprise there was none other than Anders standing in front of me. Even more to my surprise was the amount of blood covering her body. Looks like someone got her hands dirty.

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I drew my metal spikes and took a fighting stance- this kid had proven himself insane purely by accounting for the number of cannons I heard echo throughout the arena. I backed away slowly and whispered

"What do you want."

He smiled creepily, as if he was admiring my bloodstained jacket. "It had to be done- you know I wouldn't do it if he didn't have to go. He was a danger- a career." I seethed.

"Are you here to finish me off too? Are all friendships off now?"

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The World is my Toilet II Anders is forever alone oneshot

Collecting the feces in a shallow, makeshift bucket I made from some bent-up roof shingles, I got to work. The smell didn't bother me because when I was very little, the doctor had diagnosed me with Anosmia; meaning I was born without a sense of smell. It was a quirk that I usually kept private, even though it didn't weight heavily on my lifestyle too much. All I had to do was be extra careful around old food and smoky fires and I was good to go. It came in handy back in 8 because my entire town practically mimicked the sight, sound and smell of a dump. 

I left the layer of feces to dry in the sun and went to gather some water using my spire method. On my way back to check the progress, I encountered Kanter.

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Tributes in the Sky || Anders and Caspian

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"Yeah, I mean I already killed the girl from 5… With my bare hands."

Night falls and I see that Blaire, the small girl from 10, was among the fallen. 

It hits me pretty deep, She was so sweet, so young, so… innocent… I fall asleep that night dreaming of how she died. I wish I could have been there… But why? In the end If she didn’t die by anyone else, she would have to die by me…

I wake up the next day and turn to Anders, ”Whats next? I mean where do you wanna go? Looks like to me no matter what direction you head in is danger, so it makes no difference… We need to find water. Like now. Human body only last 3 days without water.” 

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"Bare hands?" I question as I inch closer. That ordeal must have been terrifying. "You- how did you do it?" I whispered as we both stretched and noticed the effects of sleeping on the hard ground. I was good with weapons- even trickery and manipulation but the brute strength needed to use my own body as a weapon was just not in me arsenal. 

"I think I'm ready...". Caspian nods and understands. I have been hurt by the aftershock of Blaire's death so much that I feel like I'm ready to hurt someone else. It didn't make sense in any shape or form but that's the rush that demanded to be felt. "We know everyone's locations so we have an edge. Water is easy to find." I take out one of the metal pegs from my satchel and drive it into the ground. I motion towards Caspian for necessary added strength. Once it is plunged deep enough, a small trickle of water shoots up due to the difference in pressure and I allow him to go first considering he is way larger. I take my turn and remove the spike and cover the hole- we don't need any other tributes to leech it from us. 

We assess our items and I gather some of the dirt from the ground and shove it into my pockets. "I bet we aren't the only alliance so we should stay away from groups. Is there anyone we saw at the voodoo station you suggest we "visit"? I ask a little too excitedly. 

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Day 1 tweet

Name: Anders O'Clery

Location: Outside of building 8 somewhere

Company: Caspian

Weapons/ Items: metal pegs, alcohol, ballistics gelatin, satchel

Injuries: none

Important Events: </3 blaire's death

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I could go off the deep end || Anders and Caspian

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"If your’e talking about Blaire then yes." 

I walk along side the Girl from 8, judging her silently. Why did I choose to team up with her? I think I was emotionally distraught after tossing my tribute token into the snakes mouth. Either way, we both have no food, no water, no weapons. We are both fucked at the moment. 

Out of nowhere a grim cannon boom echoes through out the halls. 

I turn my head in the direction in came in. 

"Who the hell was that…?"

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I could see the larger boy judging me out of the corner of his eye as we walked together and decided I needed to impress him to stay alive. Unlatching my satchel, I drew several sharp, metal pegs and immediately regretted the decision as Caspian took a fighting stance.

"No!" I shouted and motioned for him to come closer. Jeez did this kid think I would just try to betray my ally in the first 10 minutes? Let alone my ally who was a career?? "We can use these....to fight." I whisper as he peeks into my bag and sees the alcohol as well. I needed to prove I was sufficiently armed and the look of hope in his eyes surprised me. "We could do it, ya know? Fight people I guess..I always have some tricks up my sleeve" I trail off as I ponder what he has to offer besides brute strength.