Fab Four High School AU
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Gideon: Heart Broken Loner
Marcus: Womanizing Jock
Harley: Promiscuous Partygirl
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Fab Four High School AU
Quinn: Stuck up Queen Bee
Gideon: Heart Broken Loner
Marcus: Womanizing Jock
Harley: Promiscuous Partygirl
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11th - Gideon Harper
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The Terrible Two vs Titiper
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Arena Day Two Update
Location: Blue Cabin
Allies: Only the Terrible Two
Weapons: Axes x2, Sword, Throwing Knives x6, Xacto Knife, Wrench, Scissors, Carving Knife
Items: Packs H & J
Injuries: Nothing physical.
Notable Events: Planned a failed ambush that saw two of our allies killed before Quinn and I killed the pair from Nine. Spent the rest of the day sleeping and getting our strength back. Emotionally and physically.
Stars || OS
Quinn takes the blanket and I pull my knees to my chest, feeling the bite of the winter air despite being indoors. They couldn't have picked a more fucking miserable arena to plop us in could they? Probably wasn't very exciting watching a bunch of kids shivering, not wanting to leave the safety of their shelters to hunt for tributes when they could just as easily get lost and freeze to death. Suddenly I feel the urge to scream to Panem, asking how much fun they were having watching their little show but I don't. It's no use and Harley would punch me if she saw me doing that.
Suddenly the room smells very, very strongly of blood. The previously muted splatters are all I can see and it feels like the world is spinning around me. Closing my eyes I rest my head against my knees, hoping and praying it will stop as it's the only thing I can really do. How pathetic do I look? Curled up in a ball moping. Add another thing to the list for which she'd kill me if she saw me. I know people say that these kinds of things take time to sink in but truly I cannot believe she's gone. They're gone, I correct myself, eyes flicking to Quinn who's sleep doesn't look much better than mine was. At least it's something.
The hours tick by and I finish my last BLT sandwich along with the final capri sun pouch. Though it's not much it's all I can manage to stomach and enough to survive the day. My attention turns now to the extra pack I'm carrying, wondering what in it I can keep and what I don't need. With the room from the food gone I manage to stuff almost all of the items into my original pack, save the exacto knife which slips nicely into my boot and the goggles I fit into my pocket. Finally my eyes rest on the weapons one still stained with blood despite my best effort. The image of Farro, axe embedded in his shoulder and bleeding out in the snow flashes before me, making me freeze. It's only after a moment do I recover,. remembering what he'd done to Marcus then Harley. Neither deserved it and I spit on the ground, happy that he's dead and gone from the arena.
Before I know it the anthem of Panem starts playing from outside and I shake Quinn awake knowing she'd probably want to be watching this. Though I don't have the heart too, knowing looking would only serve to break me more and that's something I can't afford right now. That part of me has to be buried from now on. I can't afford any more moments of weakness. I think to myself as I continue to clean the blood from my axe. I made a promise to Harley that Seven was having a victor this year and there's no going back on that. The axe has only just gotten a taste, not it needs to be satisfied.
Fab Four → Terrible Two | Quinn & Gideon
The cabin was much more warmer than it was outside or in the cornucopia. And the last residents happened to leave a fire. The room was small and the floor still had stains of blood and it didn’t seem that was going away anytime soon. “It has a nice fruity taste, I like it, and I’m also really thirsty. I hadn’t drank since I entered the arena.” Quinn continued to drink the juice pouch and kept her eyes on the fire. By now the bodies were already taken away so nothing was left but Gideon and Quinn - alone.
"You can," She kept her eyes from looking at his, afraid to even look at him. It was her fault, she was the one to blame and it made her feel sick. A sister and a lover, Quinn lost both, but Gideon only lost one. "I’ll take first watch, get some rest, Giddy."
Gideon knew Quinn felt guilty. He could see it in the way she carried herself, subdued and broken. Though he would never admit it he knew Quinn's bloodlust was what had gotten them in this mess in the first place but really how much longer could they have gone with everyone in tact? A day? Two maybe? He sucked the pouch dry, thankful for the liquid and pulled out the space blanket to drape over the two of them. Despite being inside it was still blisteringly cold.
He opened his mouth to complain but froze when Q called him Giddy. In that moment she sounded just like her sister and a fresh wave of pain washed over Gideon. "Thanks Quinn, wake me up in a few hours. You need rest too." He whispered. He wondered if he should say any more but decided against it, rubbing her shoulder before laying down beside her. He tried closing his eyes but images of a bloodied and lifeless Harley danced just behind his eyelids almost making him cry out. He spent what seemed like hours curled up beside Quinn, eyes wide open until exhaustion closed them of their own accord.
Fab Four → Terrible Two | Quinn & Gideon
Quinn grabbed the sandwich and the pouch and nodded thanks to Gideon. “We eat, then rest. Possibly take shifts sleeping so we don’t get ambushed during the day…” She began eating the sandwich and realized how hungry she actually been. She stabbed the straw into the pouch and began drinking it - and it was surprisingly good. “This is really good,” She said, trying hard to avoid the talk about Harley and Marcus.
Munching on his sandwich Gideon appreciated Quinn's avoidance of the elephant in the room. As it stood he'd prefer it if he never had to discuss it again. "I can't tell if I like it because it tastes good or I'm just thirsty." He gave an awkward laugh. With the adrenaline high wearing off Gideon began to realize just how tired he actually was. It had been almost twenty-four hours and that combined with how draining of a day it had been emotionally Gideon felt like he could sleep for a week.
"Do you want to take first shift or me? I don't mind." Though he was tired Gideon was worried he wouldn't be able to fall asleep, or more likely wouldn't want to see what was waiting for him once he did fall asleep.
Fab Four → Terrible Two | Quinn & Gideon
Quinn couldn’t make it to the cabin when her eyes fell onto the boy from Ten’s body laying in the snow. A pool of crimson blood from the wound in his neck. Quinn wiped the tears from her cheeks then sat next to him, Her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” She cried out, her eyes screwed shut because she didn’t want to see him for how he looked now. “It’s all my fault, I’m sorry, Marcus.” And it was, she dragged him into this mess - she was the one who went to him to confess her feelings, she was the one to make him join her alliance and it was her thirst for blood to want to kill. She was sad but most importantly - she was angry. Angry at the world. Angry at her father for betraying her and angry for those stupid little kids from who fucking knows where. “I won’t forget you,” She closed his eyes and crossed his hands over his chest.
Quinn grabbed his stuff and walked into the small cabin to see Harley. She gripped onto the white fabric of her coat and pulled her closer to herself. “You stupid bitch,” She cried out whilst Gideon was retrieving their stuff. “Why did you let a little bitch from who knows where kill you?” Her grip tightened. “I’m sorry, for everything. Sorry for our dad being a stupid fucking idiot and I’m sorry-..” She brushed her dark hair behind her ear, “I’ll protect him - It’s either him or I leaving this arena. No one else, I promise.” She turned her head to the front door then back at her. “I promise…” She picked herself up and exited the cabin then searched for Gideon. “Did you grab everything? Weapons? The packs?”
After their period of mourning the two remaining allies slumped together inside the cottage, packs and weapons strewn all about. Absentmindedly Gideon began wiping the blade of his axe against the couch trying to get the blood off of it. The two sat side by side wordlessly for a long while, each unsure of what to say to the other. Finally Gideon pulled out his remaining BLT sandwich along with two capri sun pouches. "So. What now?" He said quietly, offering Quinn half the sandwich and one of the pouches.
The Fab Four vs. Failey
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Fab Four → Terrible Two | Quinn & Gideon
Death. Quinn raced to the two dead bodies that laid in the crimson colored snow. She ripped out her arrow and placed it back into her sheath, then she fell to her knees. Tears stained her rosy cheeks and she was cold and sad. Quinn’s eyes wandered to Gideon’s, “Go. Please, just go check on her.” She meant Harley - her half-sister, her dead half-sister. She pushed herself off the floor and turned around to the boy’s lifeless body. “Fuck you,” Quinn whispered as she pulled out the axe that was lodged in his shoulder. Then she turned on her heels and raced to the cabin, where her two deceased friends where.
With the last two cannons fading to silence Gideon felt his heart stop. The adrenaline left his body and the world seemed to be spinning out of control around him. Stumbling back to the cabin he half-tripped, kneeling in the snow before righting himself and getting back up. He heard Quinn shouting at him but couldn't make out any of the words. There was only one thing in his mind, getting to her.
Even in death Harley looked pristine, perfect. Trying to choke back a sob Gideon dropped beside her body, his own wracked with grief and guilt. It was his plan and it had backfired and now two of them were dead. "I'm so sorry Har, I'm so sorry." He whispered over and over again. "It should have been me, please. IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME." Tears streamed hot down his face. He brushed a stray hair away from her face, knowing this was the last time he'd get to see her like this.
He could hear Quinn moving about him but she had her own stuff to deal with. Reaching down, Gideon took Harley's hand in her own, laying her head in his lap as he cradled her. No words, just silence and tears. Finally his hand came to rest upon a foreign object, his ring. Shaking, he delicately slid the ring off her finger and back onto his. "I'll never let you go, forever with me. Goodbye Harlot." Leaning down he planted a kiss on her forehead before standing up. "I'm gonna head inside and see if we can use it for shelter, grab the supplies and meet me in there when you're done." He said sternly to Quinn before storming into the cabin.
stars || grace potter and the nocturnals
I lit a fire with the love you left behind and it burned wild and crept up the mountain side I followed your ashes into outer space I can’t look out the window, I can’t look at this place
Lesbians
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i’m in lesbians with you
this is why we're a ship
Location: Freezing our asses off in the north woods
Allies: Fab Four (Harley, Quinn, and Marcus
Inventory
Weapons: Axe, Sword, Carving Knife
Food: One BLT Sandwich, Two slices of chocolate cake, Three Capri Sun Pouches
Other: Coil of wire, Ski goggles, space blanket, six batteries, two iodine tablets
Injuries: None
Notable Events
The allies bickered for a bit about what to do while sitting in the cornucopia deciding it was actually colder in there than outside somehow.
Now we're lost in the forest and still freezing thought the blanket is helping Harley and I some.
Oh yeah I said the L word by accident.
Not lesbians.
I Just Want You To Know || Gidley || Night One
"Well I’m glad it feels right because this would be horribly awkward if if felt wrong." With a laugh I slip behind her, gripping her arms playfully in a bear hug. "And if you lost that ring I might just have to lose you." I whisper in her ear. Rocking back and forth I lose my balance in the slick snow and bring the two of us crashing down to the ground. Laughing and covered in snow I sneak a quick kiss on cheek. "And the captain goes down with his ship!" I said triumphantly.
Just then the other's caught up with us and judging by the harsh look on Quinn's face she didn't take too kindly to the two of us romping in the snow. I sit up and brush the snow from my coat, offering my hand to Harley to help her up. With silence cast back over us, we trek forever onwards into the morning of day two, hoping to find some relief from the permanent chill.
I Just Want You To Know || Gidley || Night One
I roll my eyes and nudge him in the side with my elbow. “I don’t and yet here you are,” I pout. “It’s still such a foreign concept to me, but it feels right with you,” I frown.
His answer makes me roll my eyes again. “Now you’re just being ridiculous,” I laugh. “I’m still wearing the ring, you know,” I say more seriously. “It’d be a shame if I lost it,” I threaten playfully.
"Well I'm glad it feels right because this would be horribly awkward if if felt wrong." With a laugh I slip behind her, gripping her arms playfully in a bear hug. "And if you lost that ring I might just have to lose you." I whisper in her ear. Rocking back and forth I lose my balance in the slick snow and bring the two of us crashing down to the ground. Laughing and covered in snow I sneak a quick kiss on cheek. "And the captain goes down with his ship!" I said triumphantly.
I Just Want You To Know || Gidley || Night One
I sigh, not wanting to talk about this anymore. “We’ll deal with it when we get there.” I catch his drift and squeeze his hand reassuringly. “It’ll be fine.”
Wanting to change topics, I jump to a lighter subject.
"So," I start with a mischievous smile. "You were saying something earlier before the Fallen started playing. Something about love or something?" I tease.
"Come on Harlot, we both know you don't believe in love." I tease back. "Buuuut..... in the context of equating love as caring deeply for someone and their well being then I suppose, under those circumstances, I could in fact and irrefutably give such a name to this emotion that I am currently feeling as it could be called, love." So I'm almost one hundred percent sure I used half of those words wrong.