made a sound

Independent semi-selective roleplay blog for Johanna Mason from the Hunger Games series.  Multiverse, multiship, OC friendly.  Book and movie based.  Written by Alice. Est 11/23/15

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what’s up, I’m not dead

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important;; don’t be shy if you have a plot idea with me. I’m really open to these big, intricate storylines between our muses that have room to expand the characters and see development. Wanna ship our muses? Hit me up. Think my muse would be a great sibling figure to your character? Tell me. Have a cliche plot that you wanna do? I’m down. Please, I honestly love making these storylines and falling head over heels for a ship or get really emotional over relationships and enjoy how the story & characters progress.

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We used to joke about that old RIDDLE about a tree falling with no one around to hear it.  Of course it makes a s o u n d.  Felling is noisy, loud no matter what.  Now, I think I get it.  It’s also painful.  Breaking down a pine is hard, it takes a lot of chipping away but in the end it falls.  And it falls hard.  A person is no different.   She makes a sound too.

Graphic by drinkupsweetheart

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                     “ You’re so closed minded. Fish may be fish but there’s a                              reason why there are different kinds and flavours and spices                              and— okay with that look I should say no more and just stuff                              more fish into your mouth until you become one yourself. ”

At that moment his son toddled over to him, a big smile on his face, more for Johanna who was walking back into the room. Finnick believed he loved Johanna more than he loved his own dad which was so sad because…he was Finnick Odair. Everyone loved him–except he guessed, his son. Anyhow, Finnick unlinked himself with Johanna picking up his son with a quick swoosh down, his lips pressing against a kiss making a loud “Mwah!” sound as he did so before turning back to Johanna, though his eyes on the child.

                     “ Wouldn’t Aunt Jo make a great fish? I like the sound of it.                                A big ole mean shark probably. ” 

He lowered his voice at the end, a whisper to his son though it just so happened to be loud enough for Johanna to make out. Finnick knew this his devilish grin appearing on his face giving a wink to the unfishly like girl.

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                           “It’s still fish.  And there’s a finite amount of them.”  Her attention swiftly turned to the small child.  Finnick and  Annie’s kid seemed to hang around her more often than them which she couldn’t really understand.  She wanted to complain sometimes but unjudging unknowing company was nice every  so often.  Although she couldn’t see the appeal in having kids,  she was happy for her friends.  She had no doubt their son  would have as perfect a life as possible.                                     “I’m okay being a shark.  Sharks are pretty                                      terrifying and they kill people.  Sounds a lot                                      like me.  I know you guys talk about jellyfish                                      being all scary but jellyfish don’t have a shit                                      ton of razor sharp teeth.  They just float.  Can                                      you eat jellyfish?  Is that a thing here?”

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eyyyy guess who’s back?

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Hiatus

I’ve lost my muse, really need to focus on school and college apps right now and my mental health isn’t that great so I’m taking a break from Jo.

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reblog this and put your eye colour, hair colour, and height in the tags!

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last time i did this my wish really came true. so im going to wish again

[30rockasaurus]

Why not? :)

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pretty much^^^^

[sleep-for-days]

Jesus Christ if my wish comes true I will piss

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please work omg

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please 

[barakat1818]

Well, i got nothing to lose, might as well try it

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This shall be interesting😌

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I really need this.

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Reblog if you're willing to roleplay the following subjects:

Blood Cannibalism Domestic Violence  Gore Mental Issues Murder Suicide Torture Violence in General War

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Reblog if your muse suffers from PTSD (severe or more mild, or even C-PTSD).

It is good to make your followers aware, because a muse having PTSD heavily influences the character and how they react and interact.

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@fellcd liked for a starter. 

‘the war’s over    so, what now?’

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‘we go home?  I don’t know, I was thinking about sleeping for about three years.’

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&&. @fellcd + starter call.

 ‘ i saw– ’ wiress started, focusing on the task of find the right words, ‘ saw what happened to your female. ’ said, about the female tribute of the seventh district that year. at that very moment she was still trying to keep her own tribute alive, but couldn’t let behind the fact that johanna just lost hers. ‘ may i say sorry? ’

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‘She wasn’t that smart anyway.’  johanna wanted to ignore the fact that she’d known the girl’s name before the reaping.  Age wasn’t a large factor in seven and she thought she’d seen her around a few times.  she’d been counting on strength to keep her tributes alive.  their pairs normally lasted longer in terrain that they knew. ‘It won’t do anything, but if it’ll make you feel better.’

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@fellcd liked this to join the fight

the woman that stood before the commander was one that had experienced things that were beyond Paylor’s NIGHTMARES. Johanna Mason had seen death and turned it away. there was a sense of respect for her, she stood for her beliefs, stronger that most would. although the doctors refused to let her come to the battlefield with the rest, Paylor still wished to see the girl and tell her of the disappointment.

                                          ❝ if they change their minds or                                           you find a way there, you are                                           welcome to join this army. ❞

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Paylor wasn’t someone she’d gotten to know very well.  she knew the doctors better, the victors better and yet their honest leader looked forlorn standing in front of her.  she didn’t fully know how to feel about that.  there hadn’t been a lot of time for her to be angry in the moment of her failure.  after, she’d been fuming ever since.  they had no idea what would be thrown at them out there but no one knew for sure it would be water                                         “I appreciate it.                                            You could always                                           just sneak me in?”

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"Sometimes it freaks me out that everyone around me has a life as complex and real as my own.”

too lazy to do the meme 

“That sounds weird but I get it.  They have lives of their own and it’s separate from us.”

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Deep Ass Sentence Starters

“When you think about people who have died, do you picture them anywhere?” “Sometimes it freaks me out that everyone around me has a life as complex and real as my own.” “Do you sometimes suddenly hear your own heartbeat and feel sick because… What if it suddenly stops or something?” “I sometimes just want something really bad to happen to me. Something that’s just really awful. I don’t know why… Do you get that too?” “I can’t stand the thought that I don’t know what’s going to happen to the world in hundreds of years.” “Does thinking about Primary School make you sad, or happy?” “Most pets we keep only become a fraction of our age. Do you think that if they’d know this, they’d call us gods?” “What are you more afraid of, space or the ocean?” “There’s no way anyone can tick everything off their bucket list. We all want too much. It’s frustrating.” “Do you think we’re in control of our lives, generally? Or do you think we just think we are?” “If you knew you were going to die next week, would you tell people or live the way you were till the end?” “I think most people remember the exact moment they realised they were grown up. Because of something said to them, or something they saw… Do you remember that moment?” “One of us is going to die first. Do you think we’ll still know each other to find out who?” “Do you think we’re all capable of murder when it comes down to it?” “I’m so afraid of the moment you know you’re going to die.” “Are there things people have said to you that have legitimately changed you?” “Why do people fear losing things that they don’t even have yet?” “How do I know you even have a consciousness? I can’t know.” “What do you think our purpose is?” “What if everything is just a coincidence? For instance: What if gravity doesn’t exist? Everything has just always coincidentally fallen to the ground.” “If nothing else, we at least won the sperm race.” “If you could send a message to the entire world, what would you say in 30 seconds?” “Do you think other people’s judgments motivate us or hold us back?” “If karma was coming back to you, would it help or hurt you?” “Right, we’ve probably had enough alcohol for the rest of the night. We’re getting way too philosophical.”

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"Whoa, that's purple... It looks like your shoulder is dislocated."

where is this meme I’m too lazy 

“Yeah, that happens when you fall out of something very tall.  I swear, I’m normally better at this.”  Her quick return to Thirteen had drawn her out to explore what wood was left in the area.  She’d presumed it wasn’t that strong but had to test it for herself.  It had not ended well.