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[calloway-johnson]

So this is Aceface getting severe Odds feels. Miss you guys. <3

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[calloway-johnson]

songdau:

Ryan Reynolds

We know he’s on set here, but this is still proof that a standout suede baseball jacket is all you need.

[ryreynolds]

[calloway-johnson]

Random Thoughts || Burtoway Letters

[burton-copperfield]

Cal,

Apologies for the late reply - business in District 6 has been a lot more than I’d first expected, and this should have been written and sent a lot sooner. It’s been a long three months in District 6; the winter’s meant that the transport of trains and other goods has ground to a stand-still and without the trains, the Peacekeepers are less willing to distribute the rations as usual. Most of my time has been spent making sure my sister and her family are fed enough for the winter, and although they are lucky there are many who are not so fortunate. 

I assume you know now, of the rules of this year’s Quarter Quell - that Tributes can be Reaped at any age. Whilst this means that our oldest Tributes will probably be far older than eighteen, it also opens the doors for Tributes as young as three, four or even five to participate in the games. I’m not entirely sure how to feel about it - it may mean that we get more Volunteers this year, as parents volunteer desperately for their young, infant children. It may mean that old workhorses are forced to fight to the death, where people who had always dreamed about the Games finally get the chance to fight.

It’s not entirely comfortable, Cal. But if it’s what has been decreed, then God we must follow it to the letter.

You’re right, Cal - my own Games were shortly before the Second Quarter Quell, when the number of Tributes in the field was doubled compared to normal. I suppose I should be thankful - in a peculiar way - that I was Reaped and participated in the Games just a year before the Quarter Quell, as with double the numbers I wouldn’t have survived the first week of the Games. It feels odd, to be indebted to the Games which made me a Victor - but it could have been far worse, Cal.

And after all, these Games have given me a purpose - as a Mentor rather than a washed out drug addict. Is it foolish to want to become part of the entity that Panem despises so much, to stop myself from hating myself? After all, they have given me my family back; my sister has benefited greatly since I came back from the brink, we speak and we are a family once again. Despite what the Games do to us all, they gave me back my family.

How could I hate them after they’ve given me my family back?

Burton District 6 PANEM

[calloway-johnson]

Burton, 

Sorry to hear of your troubles. I think we're somewhat fortunate in District 12 to have to have Peacekeepers that are actually rather peaceful. I'm not entirely sure what it's like in other districts but I've heard stories that make me think we must be fortunate here to have peace upheld in a...well, peaceful manner. 

Yes of course I've heard the rule change and it's given me a renewed fear for my family which I've thought I've ridden out by now. Though of course I am also concerned for the elderly and the youth of the district it is clear to me the family of victors are only more likely picks for Snow's brutal enjoyment. District 12 doesn't breed volunteers though that may change given parents now having the ability to volunteer for their young. I simply hope and pray I don't hear another Johnson's name called. 

I think in some ways you are fortunate to have been reaped the year prior to the Quell, but at the same time I don't equate good fortune with being reaped or the Hunger Games in general. Though I'm sure you know how I feel about the games and I won't go any further into that. 

I'm wondering if you realize that without the games you may not have even become that drug addict? Your addiction arose from the need of the drug due to the state of suffering you were in after your games completed, right? 

You may not have lost your family in the first place had it not been for your games. 

Good luck at your upcoming reaping. I wish you and your family well, Calloway District 12

[calloway-johnson]

Random Thoughts || Burtoway Letters

[burton-copperfield]

Dear Calloway,

It’s sad to hear that you won’t be joining us all at the Capitol for the Games this year; however, I do fully understand your reasons. After a twenty year stint as a Mentor, a break must surely be well earned at this stage? I can only envy you, as I have not quite served my time in the Capitol as yet - it’s still only been a mere seven years since the death of Minerva Silverton. Perhaps you remember her from your earlier days of mentoring; she was a fine and noble woman, and I only wonder what she would make of her beloved District 6 now.

The only two mentors currently working for District 6 are myself and Wren, after all; one young woman still in the throes of her private problems, and a man who should probably be the laughing stock of Panem. At least with District 12, the Tributes Reaped were guided by a good man, Calloway - for that is exactly what you are. No matter what you may believe, there is a deeper strength within you that goes beyond merely surviving the Games. Yes, you survived - yes, you left the Arena where 23 souls are now laid to rest, or the nearest possible thing. And there must have been some part of you enabling that return back to District 12 - perhaps that is simply your good nature and kind heart at work.

I know that despite being close friends we do have differences of opinion about the Games and their purposes, but let us not forget that we do share much in common. You are far more capable than you realise - you are capable of keeping your head amidst chaos, and I feel as though fortune has allowed us to cross paths in life rather than fate. With a friend like you, the Games have certainly been a more pleasurable and friendly experience than I had first expected; I would certainly class you amongst my most personal, if not most valued, of friends at the Capitol.

And remember Magnus and Eileen, Cal. They are the two who were lucky enough - to an extent - of being able to leave the arena once the Games were over. And the pair of them are fine young people in the world - whilst Eileen has retreated into a quiet private life, Magnus is developing into a strong and wise mentor; very much like the man who helped him during his time as a Tribute. Whilst you are retired and remaining in District 12, Magnus will continue to show the same kindness and level-headedness that you showed your own Tributes for so long; he will merely follow in your footsteps as a fine young man. If he acts with half of your dignity and pride, he will progress far.

I miss you months before these Games even begin; but at the same time, I’m glad that you have found some sort of inner peace. Let me know how life in District 12 continues away from the duties of mentorship. I would gladly like to spend time across other Districts yet sadly, the movement bill will never quite come into force the way we want it to.

Burton Copperfield, District 6, PANEM

[calloway-johnson]

Burton,

I think I’m more than deserving of a break from the Games and honestly, I’m hopeful I won’t ever have to return to the Capitol. They haven’t held anything but pain for me and I know that you feel differently about it…but I can’t change that feeling in either of us. I hope that you’ll at least appreciate another year of mentoring far more than I ever have.  You will bring home a victor, Burton. You have the strength and determination to do that and I am sure you deserve one more than I ever have. Your history doesn’t define you; you’re better defined by who you are today.

You speak so highly of me and yet I feel like all the time I’ve spent with you have been piling my problems on your shoulders. I hope that I’m half the man you make me out to be, though I doubt it’s true. Magnus and Eileen may have both surprised but I had foolishly advised them to ally with their district 12 partners only to have their friendships tragically ripped apart. I hope that Magnus will recover valiantly. He’s a very good young man, even if he’s hot headed and a pain in my ass half the time.

District 12 is beginning to fall back into the same former ruins it was used to. Given the spoils of victory with Eileen and Magnus this past year has been surprisingly difficult, I think, for many of us. But we’re also all used to this type of lifestyle and I am sure we’ll recover just fine. I’ve been spending some time in the mines, helping out where I can.

Perhaps one of these days we will be able to see one another across districts. It is unfortunate that we are unable to visit one another outside of the Capitol; I will certainly miss seeing you this year. What do you anticipate will be occurring; given it is a Quarter Quell year? Your victory was shortly before the last Quarter Quell, right?

Cal

[calloway-johnson]

Random Thoughts || Burtoway Letters

Burton Copperfield Victors Village, District 6 Hey Burton,  I have been thinking a lot recently about the Quarter Quell and realized of everyone I would see in the Capitol there were very few I would actually go out of my way to see again. The Hunger Games has never represented something fond in my mind. I lost too many people, too many friends who sacrificed themselves for me to consider the games something good. I recognize more than once a day that I should've died in that arena. I'm not made to live this lifestyle, I'm made to be a coal miner that fights for his way of life day in and day out. It's been 20 years since I became Victor. Twenty years where I repeatedly made the trip to the Capitol and was beaten apart by the loss of tribute after tribute. As of late I suppose I would be considered lucky since I did manage to bring home a pair of tributes, but at what cost? They're broken, fragile shadows of the people they used to be. They've withdrawn from me. I can see it in their eyes that they'd rather be dead than at my side. Is it better to rescue a tribute from death in the arena than it is to simply let them accept their fate of death and simply give them the recognition they deserve?  But then I am reminded that the Hunger Games has given me one positive thing. I think that of everyone I have met in the Capitol over the years I know that at least I have forged a friendship with you. Someone who understands what it feels like to go through what I have. Someone who has saved my life on more than one occasion, I think. Sure, there is Magnus and Eileen, but they haven't seen the years like we have. I think that I might be thinking of us more now because of what has come up recently. I need to tell you now, I won't be returning to the Capitol as a mentor for District 12 this year. Magnus will be relieving me of the duties I have been held to for the past twenty years of my life. I'm both highly relieved and confused by this. I'm not entirely sure what I am supposed to do now that that part of my life has seemingly come to an end - for the time being.  Well on another note I hope that this finds you well. Let me know how you are doing. I felt it's been too long since we've talked last and seeing as I won't be coming back this year some kind of correspondence seemed necessary.  Sorry for the randomness of this message. I've got a lot on my mind. I miss you, man.  Cal

--- Sent three months after the end of the 74th Hunger Games.

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[calloway-johnson]

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((I can make it darker if it needs to be))

No need its perfect! Edit by iDontSeeHowThatsAPartyStark 

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[calloway-johnson]

Note to Odds

Hello all you lovely people. I just wanted to write out a little note to all of you to inform you former members that I will not be rejoining in the reopening of odds for a few reasons. Namely I just don't have the time to give any character - especially Calloway and Alaric - the amount of love and care necessary for this type of role play. With a busy school schedule and also being an admin of another role play and part of yet another that already demand a lot of my attention I couldn't let myself come back when I knew I couldn't give it the time I need. So I hope that you guys have fun in the revival for those of you who are returning. I'll still be around if you need me for Calloway or Alaric for things here and there, or just to talk because I miss you guys. I'll be paraing on at least Alaric's account during free time. I just didn't want to commit and then fail you guys when I didn't have enough time on my hands.  So Calloway has finally got his wish in retiring and Alaric's back home in district 8, having his own problems I'm sure.  Don't be strangers.  Love Calpal

[impossibleschemes]

[from-the-capitol]

Cannon #9 - Nina Phalange

Deceased: Nina Phalange of District Twelve

Killer: Trinton Allegrio of District Seven

Truth be told that this house is truly a test on the mind and Trinton succumbed to the darkest depths the arena had to offer. Whether he figured that Nina was a hallucination or a hunger for blood set in, we can’t say, but we do know that the first kill of the seventy fourth Hunger Games has occurred! With vicious stabs piercing the flesh of this young girl, Nina did not stand a chance. District twelve may have had the odds in their favor for the past couple of years, but not this time around. Nina’s cannon marks the end of a popular outlying district.

Read the Para Here

[calloway-johnson]

[calloway-johnson]

Your mayor's son just died on your watch. Will this make things awkward and uncomfortable for you back in District 12?

I did what I could for Adelric. Unfortunately the odds were not in his favor. I trust that the mayor understands that I put in my best efforts for him and that things will not be any different in District 12.

[burton-copperfield]

A Potent Cure for Loneliness | Burton, Calloway

Burton sighed as he stared out from the windows towards the hive of activity within the Capitol. Within just a few short moments, the 74th Hunger Games would begin and the Arena would be revealed. The thought of Phoenix and Shae being thrown headfirst into the action, with such little skill and practice was worrying - it almost seemed inevitable then, that there would be a whitewash within the first few hours of the Games. It would mean another lonely train ride home - save for Wren as potential company, if she could bear to be in the same carriage as him.

His mind was reeling as he made his way through the Training Centre towards the lift - the letter from Jasmine was still weighing heavily on his mind. The mentors around him were all just as vulnerable as their Tributes, so it seemed; they were all human, they were all flesh and blood, they were all poised on the edge of death at all times. Perhaps then, spending time with his colleagues whilst he was able to would be the best remedy to his ills.

There was no time for sadness though; the first colleague on his list of visits was a very close friend of the District 6 Victor. Calloway Johnson had been a difficult person to find over the last few days, and even Magnus had wondered where his mentor had gone to over the course of these Games. Burton had asked about him, but words were simply not enough these days; actions were far more important than that. As the elevator finally arrived at the top of the Training Centre, he stepped out and made his way to the door.

"Cal!" Burton grinned as he called into the buzzer, relieved to know that the District 12 mentor was still available so close to the start of the Games. “It’s Burton - thought I’d come and keep you company, watch the start of the Games with you. Bit of an odd night in, I admit…" It certainly felt odd, knowing that Phoenix and Shae had entered the Arena - that on the opening night of her potentially final Games, Jasmine Thyme was sat alone in her room - and all Burton could do was visit a friend. "… can I come in?"

[calloway-johnson]

Another set of tributes had come into his care and passed on to the arena to be murdered and frankly Calloway could feel that he hadn’t done a thing to help them. He’d been there beside them, he’d given them each instruction over weapons and the like in the training center – but he wasn’t actually there through all of that. Without emotion infused into the conversations there wasn’t really all that much he could offer. Advice tended to fall a little flat when the words were spoken in such an orderly manner. Weapons couldn’t truly be learned without any sort of fire lit within the tribute. Perhaps that was reflected in the meager scores received from the set, a three and a one completing district twelve’s score sheet and reminding the poorest district that just because they had had luck in the past didn’t mean they were good for much of anything. Aside from the little support Calloway had dished out for his tributes he’d remained fairly closed off from most other contact, choosing instead to keep to himself rather than be social with the others in the Capitol building. Thoughts of the likes of Magnus and Burton only brought slight comfort – not so much where he was willing to visit them, though. He hadn’t fully considered what the act of withdrawing might make the others feel, though, even when it was obvious a friendship was two sided.  It just seemed a lot easier to step away from reality for a little while than actually try and live it. The television had been tuned in to the proper station, the district twelve mentor having just settled lazily into the couch to watch the soon to be numerous deaths played out on the screen when a voice played through the intercom exclaiming his name proudly. It’s Burton – thought I’d come and keep you company, watch the start of the Games with you… Calloway trailed his hands over his face, rubbing at his eyes and brushing over the scruff that he had been too lazy to remove earlier in the week. He wasn’t expecting company, but it was just Burton…and his voice seemed hitched with a subtle distressing undertone. He couldn’t just leave the man out there worrying about him of all things when he had so many other things he would likely need to be focusing on – the safety of his tributes and sponsor packages being two of the larger concerns. With a sigh the man pushed himself up to his feet and crossed towards the door, undoing the lock and tugging the door open to find himself face to face with the district 6 mentor. He waved his hand towards the inside of his little apartment, the slightest of smiles playing on his expression, “Of course, you’re welcome to come in.”

[calloway-johnson]

The scores weren't that great for district twelve this year. How are you feeling with your tributes going into the games?

If scores reflected much of anything for a tribute we would have careers winning every year. Seeing as that doesn't happen, clearly scores do not reflect outcomes in the games. That being said, both tributes have some work cut out for them. Perhaps they will have luck on their side. I still have hope for both of them in the upcoming arena.