Primrose Everdeen

My name is Primrose Everdeen. My home is District 12. My sister volunteered for me for the Hunger Games. She escaped. She was the Girl on Fire, but I am her little duckling. I am good in nursing and healing. My life in district 12 isn't easy but I can manage my life. I am the little duck Primrose Everdeen. [ Indie Primrose Everdeen rp blog. Main blog is Katniss. Mun is 20+ Tracking: gentleprimrose ]

[gentleprimrose]

// I'm sorry I was away for a bit but I just didn't feel comfortable being on this blog the past days. I'm a bit better now but I really want to re-do this blog but I could need some help with graphics // 

[gentleprimrose]

// can someone do graphics? I'm shit at them and I really wanna change my theme // 

[gentleprimrose]

// someone want to plot with prim?// 

[gentleprimrose]

I try this again as no one seems to care anyway. 

[gentleprimrose]

Since this worked kind of well yesterday…. trying it again! 

[roleplayaskmemes]

Frienship starter sentences!

“You’re my best friend, you’re supposed to tell me when I’m dating an asshole.”

“Bro-date, just you me and some nachos.”

“As your friend I’m allowed to tell you when you’re being an ass and you’re being an ass.”

“Remember that time we pretended we were dating because that creep wouldn’t leave you alone? Good times.”

“You’re not alone, you’ve got me.”

“Only you would find my offensive jokes funny.”

“I’ll be your wingman!”

“I know what you need, icecream and a bad movie!”

“No wonder people think we’re a couple, we eat pizza naked together.”

“Please don’t tell anyone, I trust you.”

“Don’t push me away, you’re my best friend.”

 “You’ve told me that story twenty times already.”

“You’re such a bitch/jerk, it’s a good job you buy me food.”

“Someone was talking smack about you, long story short I spent a night in a cell.”

“I’m only saying this because we’re friends, you can do so much better.”

“They think we’re together, I think we should play along.”

“No homo, but I love you like I love pizza.”

“I know we’re not kids, but I really think we should have a sleepover.”

“Are you eating my food?”

“Ugh, I can’t stay mad at you.”

"You borrowed this three months ago, can I have it back?"

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   gentleprimrose

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She’d only became vaguely aware of what was going on around her, citizens clothed in plain gray uniforms rushed passed, other in a more civilized manner then the other. Madge could easily pick out the survivors, the uneasiness had washed over all of them. Whether it was the not knowing how to deal with the fact that there was enough food around for everyone — to feed them comfortably three times a day or that they were giving the uniforms and all of a sudden they were almost all equal. 

   For herself, it was still the gnawing feeling of guilt, amongst the loneliness that she currently felt, no more District Twelve, no more letting her slender finger glide of the keys of the old rusty piano in the large living room. Her trains of thoughts was stopped when she saw a flash of petite silhouette moved passed her, ’ Prim —?’ Madge called out, her voice wavering softly.

[gentleprimrose]

Prim was running down the streets deep in thought. District 12 was gone she knew that but all she wanted was Katniss to return. She could see so many people  these days almost equal to eachother being able to feed themselves.  Though it mussed be so hard for them to get used to it. A rebellion that's what they started and now they were all part of it. While she was running she suddenly heard her voice being called and stopped to turn around.  She saw Madge standing her looking at her.  " yeah?" 

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  Once they had a break Prim went over to Peeta and sat down next to him. The Boy and Girl from 11 shared their table with them. She had to admit she immediately liked Rue maybe because they happened to be the same age? 

Though it was a break and everyone was eating she wasn’t that hungry. Even if she could eat as much as she wanted here in the capitol she never did. Thinking about her home, how Katniss would be hunting in the woods with Gale. How her mother would be crying again losing herself into a world of darkness. How much she wanted to go home again.  She could hear the careers and looked over. The boy and Girl from one joined those of 2. A deadly combination that was for sure. She could see them looking over to her and quickly looked away. It was only a day until the games would begin.

The next day they woke up early. A bit of breakfast and off they were to the place they would be fighting in for the comming time. How long would she survive? Would Katniss be forced to see her die? Would she die at all? She looked at the other Tributes and could see the careers watching her again. What was wrong with them? She didn’t like this at all… 

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Tonight were in the interviews. Cato actually looked forward to it. Clove on the other hand wasn’t happy. 

"Damn interview," she muttered as her prepteam worked on her hair.

The moment they arrived at the City Circle, Cato left Clove to talk to Peeta.

"Oi twelve!" he said, "I’ve got a proposal. You and your district partner join us and we’ll leave you alone in the bloodbath and we’ll provide protection. You’re strong and the little runt is good with plants. We will need both of you. Meet me on the roof of the training centre with your answer,"

Cato walked away. He caught Glimmer’s eye and she nodded. Then they were all ushered on stage to wait for their interview. Cato would go fourth. In the afternoon the individual training sessions had been held. Cato had recieved a ten. Surprisingly Peeta had scored an eight. 

[gentleprimrose]

When the boy from 2 came to Peeta Prim took a step back. She didn't like him to be so near though she was curious on what he had to say.  After a bit she was confused. Her in their team? Should they agree on this? She looked at the other careers and all seemed to agree on his proposal.  After a short while Peeta answered. " Fine. We will join you, though if it comes to just us you give Prim a chance! " Prim looked up at Peeta. Giving her a chance meant as much as give her the opportunity to run for her life. Though a few minutes later they where called on stage.

Prim walked as one of the lat on stage and hated it. She had the light shining on her face and Peeta next to her tried to get the attention on him again. She actually wondered what he and Haymitch planned. She knew Katniss begged him to make sure that she came home but she didn't want him to die and that would happen.  The Careers sat on the other side of the stage and that boy from 2 Cato already looked Grumpy again. He kind of reminded her of Buttercup right now when Katniss tried to pet him again. They started their interviews with 1 and 2 and all of them seemed very confident in their speeches.  Though Ceasar soon had his attention fixed on Prim and Peeta. Peeta the Boy on Fire with the fragil innocent girl as his partner. 

Her own interview with Ceasar was rather short. He was very caring to her and wished her luck that she might be able to return home though everyone seemed to know that this was more or less unlikly to happen. Than he turned to Peeta.  " Tell me Peeta. What is Primrose to you? You seem very attached to her" Now it would come out what Haymitch had planned. She hoped they wouldn't go for some sort of Romance stuff as Peeta was way older than her and Katniss would kill Haymitch once he came back to the district. She could already imagine Katniss right now infront of the screen watching everything closely. She could see how even the Careers seemed to be glued to Peetas lips now and so was Prim. 

[sidestuiff]

Your muse walks in on my muse as they are trying on a wedding dress/tuxedo. How does your muse react?

[gentleprimrose]

// sorry I wasn't around. Had/still have a cold and I wasn't feeling like I could play Prim for a while. //

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I was tagged by my bae malecareer-rpblog

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Cato was training with the sword. Cutting off heads, arms, legs of the dummies. He was quick, vicious and brutal. He looked at the boy from Twelve. They had managed to outshine dthem with their flaming costumes. All his stylist had talked about yesterday evening was Peeta the boy-on-fire. The blonde looked over at the boy-on-fire. He looked strong and he proved to be that as well. Lifting a weight and throwing it about 20 metres away. He could be a good ally. Even he was most likely to get killed earlier on.

At lunch the Careers sat together. Marvel the boy from one was joking about, his district partner laughing and hugging his arm. Cato had pegged the lean, lanky teen to be gay. Clove was watching the competition.

"Guys, I want twelve with us," Cato stated. "Boy or girl?" Clove asked twirling her knife. "Boy," "Why?" Marvel asked, "What’s so special about him? I’d rather have the girl," "You saw how he threw that weight, sweety," Glimmer said, "he’s strong. But the girl could prove useful as well," "How?" Clove asked as her eyes drifted towards the small blonde. "I saw her at the plant station," Glimmer said. "So?" Clove and Cato asked at the same time. "So she must know a thing or two about plants. She could make us medicine or feed us if need be," Glimmer said, "and I don’t know about you guys but I don’t want to kill her," "She’s right y’know," Marvel said. "Alright, get the girl but don’t come complaining she isn’t of any use," Cato said not too happy with the arrangement.

His mood dragged on during the other half the training. It didn’t help his favorite knife was stolen by the invalid kid from 10.

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Once they had a break Prim went over to Peeta and sat down next to him. The Boy and Girl from 11 shared their table with them. She had to admit she immediately liked Rue maybe because they happened to be the same age? 

Though it was a break and everyone was eating she wasn't that hungry. Even if she could eat as much as she wanted here in the capitol she never did. Thinking about her home, how Katniss would be hunting in the woods with Gale. How her mother would be crying again losing herself into a world of darkness. How much she wanted to go home again.  She could hear the careers and looked over. The boy and Girl from one joined those of 2. A deadly combination that was for sure. She could see them looking over to her and quickly looked away. It was only a day until the games would begin.

The next day they woke up early. A bit of breakfast and off they were to the place they would be fighting in for the comming time. How long would she survive? Would Katniss be forced to see her die? Would she die at all? She looked at the other Tributes and could see the careers watching her again. What was wrong with them? She didn't like this at all... 

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[hgdailynews]

“Kiss me beneath the milky twilight 🎶”

[theperfectjenniferlawrence]

"Jen is incredible. I don’t think I’ll ever work with someone as fun and as great as her. I mean, I think that we’ve really become like sisters on set."

[gentleprimrose]

// someone want to plot with prim?// 

[gentleprimrose]

I try this again as no one seems to care anyway. 

[gentleprimrose]

Since this worked kind of well yesterday.... trying it again! 

[gentleprimrose]

Prim is off to sleep now. It’s past her bed time. finally some planning and a starter is up as well.  If anyone wants a starter or plot or anything just drop an ask and we can see what we can do =) 

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'Primrose Everdeen' 

The scene was playing over and over in Prims head. She knew the day she entered the reaping she would be chosen she just knew it even if Katniss tried to convince her she would not. It was her fate and now? Now she was entering the games along with the bakers boy Peeta.  Prim was sure she would die pretty soon once the games started. She was no fighter. Didn't even dare to hurt an animal. She sighed as she looked around the Trainings area. Haymitch was not much of a help at all. ' stay alive' was all he said all the time. ' don't get in a fight and stay alive' Don't get in a fight... as if she would not get into one at one point anyway. This was the Hunger Games after all. It was meant to be fighting for your life not having a Tea Party even if she would love to see the faces of the people if they would actually HAVE one.  She watched Peeta who was busy trying to get the attention on him. She knew Katniss made him promise to look out for her once she realized she was to late to take her place . While thinking about that she closed her fingers around the Mockingjay pin in her hand. She wanted to live. She wanted to see Katniss again but she also knew that her chance was little. No one so young as her ever won the games and this year seemed even harder.  She watched the careers. All experienced in fighting especially that boy from district 2. What was his name again? Cato? She was pretty much scared already to meet him in the arena. Also the  boy from District 11 seemed to be someone who could just snap your neck, yes even Peeta looked like that if he wanted to.  

She moved over to the station with the plants. This was her area. She knew plants. Knew to use what nature gives you to live on it, to use it for your advantages. She was able to make healing cream out of them, knew which plants to use for different medical problems or injuries. Though today her eyes kept travelling back to the Careers...