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((OOC Time!!))
I've may or may not have developed a list of tributes I ship together...
Paxton sarcastically clapped and wiped a fake tear away from his face. “Beautiful, just beautiful! Honestly look at them—ouch!”
Hayden elbowed Paxton in the rib and looked back at the Gamemakers. “Sorry about him, I had to give him chocolate so he’d shut up.”
"Question Two: what do you think about couples that form during the games?"
"Honestly, I am such a romantic, so I think it’s sweet!" Ryleigh smiled. "But in all reality, they both know only one person is coming out of that Arena, so it can get dangerous and most of them end up with their hearts broken."
"Let me tell you, couples that are from the same District happen in every game." Her speech was muffled from the food. "If you want a romance, why don’t you careers make out with the not-so-wealthy District people before getting blown up into a billion pieces."
Hayden gave one of her ‘awww!!’s while Paxton leaned back in his chair with a grin, “I like this girl.” He pointed at Grey who had her face stuffed.
"Everyone seems to like Greylie, though she doesn’t exactly love the attention." Ryleigh smiled at her friend, sipping her glass of juice.
Grey got finished with her food. “Okay, everyone does not ‘like’ me, The reason is called ‘The Hunger Games’.” She changed her facial expression from her default pokerface to her flattered smile, “but thank you.”
"Well, they all find you interesting, that’s for sure!" Ryleigh playfuly bumped Grey’s shoulder. "And don’t pretend you don’t notice the way all those guys look at you!"
Grey playfully winked at the crowd. "Well they're just gonna have to try harder," she said in her sarcastic, seducive voice.
Paxton sarcastically clapped and wiped a fake tear away from his face. “Beautiful, just beautiful! Honestly look at them—ouch!”
Hayden elbowed Paxton in the rib and looked back at the Gamemakers. “Sorry about him, I had to give him chocolate so he’d shut up.”
"Question Two: what do you think about couples that form during the games?"
"Honestly, I am such a romantic, so I think it’s sweet!" Ryleigh smiled. "But in all reality, they both know only one person is coming out of that Arena, so it can get dangerous and most of them end up with their hearts broken."
"Let me tell you, couples that are from the same District happen in every game." Her speech was muffled from the food. "If you want a romance, why don’t you careers make out with the not-so-wealthy District people before getting blown up into a billion pieces."
Hayden gave one of her ‘awww!!’s while Paxton leaned back in his chair with a grin, “I like this girl.” He pointed at Grey who had her face stuffed.
"Everyone seems to like Greylie, though she doesn’t exactly love the attention." Ryleigh smiled at her friend, sipping her glass of juice.
Grey got finished with her food. "Okay, everyone does not 'like' me, The reason is called 'The Hunger Games'." She changed her facial expression from her default pokerface to her flattered smile, "but thank you."
"I’m lovely!" Said Ryleigh, giggling as she touched her free hand to her cold, red cheek. "It’s a bit chily out, though! But obviously you guys don’t have that problem; I love your sweater, Hayden!"
"Aww, thanks!" Hayden and Ryleigh smiled at each other while Paxton and Grey rolled their eyes and mouthed words to each other.
‘That sweater is sooo not her color! I’ve been with her all morning long and all that thing is good for is getting fuzz everywhere!’
'I know!! Why can't everyone just wear plaid?'
'Right on, girl!' Paxton got up and gave Grey a sassy high-fived from across his and Hayden’s table. He sat back down and propped his head on his fist, “you were saying?”
Ryleigh rolled her eyes, knowing that whatever Grey and Paxton were high-fiving about couldn’t have been very nice. “Shall we get on to the part where you to poke and prod through our brains for the entertainment of the people?” She asked.
"Haha, we wouldn’t do that, you are friends." Paxton gave on of his creepy smiles and patted the girls on their heads. "Alright, you caught us, what are your arena plans? The audience is dying to know!"
"GASP! You messed up my hair," Grey joked. She went back to her monotoned voice, "I’m terribly not sorry, but we can’t reveal anything serious.” By ‘reveal anything serious’, she meant she hadn’t thought up anything yet. She looked at Ryleigh hopefully.
Ryleigh smiled at her friend, knowing they’d both had some brainstorming issues. “Well, I’ll give away a little clue, we’re planning on incorperating a lot of nature.¤ Both of the girls loved the outdors, so they’d agreed on that.
Hayden replied, “ooo, sounds amazing!” She nodded to the crowd and they proceeded to applaud. “Speaking of audiences, we got some questions from the new social network from the Capitol, TWWIMP!”
Hayden continued to advertise.
"So, on to our first question: What makes the 65th pop out from the rest?"
"Well, obviously there’s my gorgeous and creative co-Gamemaker over here." Ryleigh nudged Greylie’s shoulder gently. "But also the fact that these our the first games to be run by two girls, and we’re also the two youngest GMs in history, so I think this oughta be interesting!"
Grey blushed and smiled at her companion. She added, “and we’ve got the creativity of the beautiful Ryleigh Reynolds! And food, food is good.” Grey had grown hungry.
Paxton sarcastically clapped and wiped a fake tear away from his face. “Beautiful, just beautiful! Honestly look at them—ouch!”
Hayden elbowed Paxton in the rib and looked back at the Gamemakers. “Sorry about him, I had to give him chocolate so he’d shut up.”
"Question Two: what do you think about couples that form during the games?"
"Honestly, I am such a romantic, so I think it’s sweet!" Ryleigh smiled. "But in all reality, they both know only one person is coming out of that Arena, so it can get dangerous and most of them end up with their hearts broken."
"Let me tell you, couples that are from the same District happen in every game." Her speech was muffled from the food. "If you want a romance, why don't you careers make out with the not-so-wealthy District people before getting blown up into a billion pieces."
"I’m lovely!" Said Ryleigh, giggling as she touched her free hand to her cold, red cheek. "It’s a bit chily out, though! But obviously you guys don’t have that problem; I love your sweater, Hayden!"
"Aww, thanks!" Hayden and Ryleigh smiled at each other while Paxton and Grey rolled their eyes and mouthed words to each other.
‘That sweater is sooo not her color! I’ve been with her all morning long and all that thing is good for is getting fuzz everywhere!’
'I know!! Why can't everyone just wear plaid?'
'Right on, girl!' Paxton got up and gave Grey a sassy high-fived from across his and Hayden’s table. He sat back down and propped his head on his fist, “you were saying?”
Ryleigh rolled her eyes, knowing that whatever Grey and Paxton were high-fiving about couldn’t have been very nice. “Shall we get on to the part where you to poke and prod through our brains for the entertainment of the people?” She asked.
"Haha, we wouldn’t do that, you are friends." Paxton gave on of his creepy smiles and patted the girls on their heads. "Alright, you caught us, what are your arena plans? The audience is dying to know!"
"GASP! You messed up my hair," Grey joked. She went back to her monotoned voice, "I’m terribly not sorry, but we can’t reveal anything serious.” By ‘reveal anything serious’, she meant she hadn’t thought up anything yet. She looked at Ryleigh hopefully.
Ryleigh smiled at her friend, knowing they’d both had some brainstorming issues. “Well, I’ll give away a little clue, we’re planning on incorperating a lot of nature.¤ Both of the girls loved the outdors, so they’d agreed on that.
Hayden replied, “ooo, sounds amazing!” She nodded to the crowd and they proceeded to applaud. “Speaking of audiences, we got some questions from the new social network from the Capitol, TWWIMP!”
Hayden continued to advertise.
"So, on to our first question: What makes the 65th pop out from the rest?"
"Well, obviously there’s my gorgeous and creative co-Gamemaker over here." Ryleigh nudged Greylie’s shoulder gently. "But also the fact that these our the first games to be run by two girls, and we’re also the two youngest GMs in history, so I think this oughta be interesting!"
Grey blushed and smiled at her companion. She added, “and we’ve got the creativity of the beautiful Ryleigh Reynolds! And food, food is good.” Grey had grown hungry.
Ryleigh giggled as two stage workers brought out a table with a plate of chesse, fruits, and crackers, and a pitcher full of juice along with a bucket of ice and four glasses. “There you go, madame Greylie.” She smiled and poured everyone a glass of ice and juice.
"Oh finally food!" Grey forgot all of her mannerisms and started to eat. The audience clapped like audiences do at non-funny stuff.
"I’m lovely!" Said Ryleigh, giggling as she touched her free hand to her cold, red cheek. "It’s a bit chily out, though! But obviously you guys don’t have that problem; I love your sweater, Hayden!"
"Aww, thanks!" Hayden and Ryleigh smiled at each other while Paxton and Grey rolled their eyes and mouthed words to each other.
‘That sweater is sooo not her color! I’ve been with her all morning long and all that thing is good for is getting fuzz everywhere!’
'I know!! Why can't everyone just wear plaid?'
'Right on, girl!' Paxton got up and gave Grey a sassy high-fived from across his and Hayden’s table. He sat back down and propped his head on his fist, “you were saying?”
Ryleigh rolled her eyes, knowing that whatever Grey and Paxton were high-fiving about couldn’t have been very nice. “Shall we get on to the part where you to poke and prod through our brains for the entertainment of the people?” She asked.
"Haha, we wouldn’t do that, you are friends." Paxton gave on of his creepy smiles and patted the girls on their heads. "Alright, you caught us, what are your arena plans? The audience is dying to know!"
"GASP! You messed up my hair," Grey joked. She went back to her monotoned voice, "I’m terribly not sorry, but we can’t reveal anything serious.” By ‘reveal anything serious’, she meant she hadn’t thought up anything yet. She looked at Ryleigh hopefully.
Ryleigh smiled at her friend, knowing they’d both had some brainstorming issues. “Well, I’ll give away a little clue, we’re planning on incorperating a lot of nature.¤ Both of the girls loved the outdors, so they’d agreed on that.
Hayden replied, “ooo, sounds amazing!” She nodded to the crowd and they proceeded to applaud. “Speaking of audiences, we got some questions from the new social network from the Capitol, TWWIMP!”
Hayden continued to advertise.
"So, on to our first question: What makes the 65th pop out from the rest?"
"Well, obviously there’s my gorgeous and creative co-Gamemaker over here." Ryleigh nudged Greylie’s shoulder gently. "But also the fact that these our the first games to be run by two girls, and we’re also the two youngest GMs in history, so I think this oughta be interesting!"
Grey blushed and smiled at her companion. She added, "and we've got the creativity of the beautiful Ryleigh Reynolds! And food, food is good." Grey had grown hungry.
Hayden Smith and Paxton Ivory walked out onto the stage while the audience clapped and screamed and whistled and shouted. They smiled and grinned and waved—all the things that hosts do. Once the crowd settled down, Hayden began to speak, “thank you all for coming here today! Me and Paxton are…
ffgreyhudson:
"They should really go on a date one day," Grey joked. "They obviously enjoin yelling at each other," she rolled her eyes.
One of the crew members signaled them that it was time. Grey Hudson walked out onto the stage with a smile that Ryleigh had taught her to make backstage during Hayden’s and Paxton’s little argument. After waving to the audience (another thing Ryleigh had shown) she sat down on one side of The Capitol Four’s comfy couches, straighten her scarf, and placed her hands on her skinny jeans.
Ryleigh giggled softly at Grey’s joke before walking across the stage.She gave the crowd a small smile and wave, then twirled around once before she sat next to Grey, puling her booted feet up onto the couch cushin. She gently took Greylie’s hand to try and give her friend some support, knowing how nervous she was. She decided she better start the talking, feeling how nervously warm Greylie’s palm was. “Hello Hayden, hey Paxton. How are you two?”
"Wonderful."
"Fantastic!" They harmonized, the audience laughing. "And you two?"
"I’m lovely!" Said Ryleigh, giggling as she touched her free hand to her cold, red cheek. "It’s a bit chily out, though! But obviously you guys don’t have that problem; I love your sweater, Hayden!"
"Aww, thanks!" Hayden and Ryleigh smiled at each other while Paxton and Grey rolled their eyes and mouthed words to each other.
‘That sweater is sooo not her color! I’ve been with her all morning long and all that thing is good for is getting fuzz everywhere!’
'I know!! Why can't everyone just wear plaid?'
'Right on, girl!' Paxton got up and gave Grey a sassy high-fived from across his and Hayden’s table. He sat back down and propped his head on his fist, “you were saying?”
Ryleigh rolled her eyes, knowing that whatever Grey and Paxton were high-fiving about couldn’t have been very nice. “Shall we get on to the part where you to poke and prod through our brains for the entertainment of the people?” She asked.
"Haha, we wouldn’t do that, you are friends." Paxton gave on of his creepy smiles and patted the girls on their heads. "Alright, you caught us, what are your arena plans? The audience is dying to know!"
"GASP! You messed up my hair," Grey joked. She went back to her monotoned voice, "I'm terribly not sorry, but we can't reveal anything serious." By 'reveal anything serious', she meant she hadn't thought up anything yet. She looked at Ryleigh hopefully.
Hayden Smith and Paxton Ivory walked out onto the stage while the audience clapped and screamed and whistled and shouted. They smiled and grinned and waved—all the things that hosts do. Once the crowd settled down, Hayden began to speak, “thank you all for coming here today! Me and Paxton are…
ffgreyhudson:
"They should really go on a date one day," Grey joked. "They obviously enjoin yelling at each other," she rolled her eyes.
One of the crew members signaled them that it was time. Grey Hudson walked out onto the stage with a smile that Ryleigh had taught her to make backstage during Hayden’s and Paxton’s little argument. After waving to the audience (another thing Ryleigh had shown) she sat down on one side of The Capitol Four’s comfy couches, straighten her scarf, and placed her hands on her skinny jeans.
Ryleigh giggled softly at Grey’s joke before walking across the stage.She gave the crowd a small smile and wave, then twirled around once before she sat next to Grey, puling her booted feet up onto the couch cushin. She gently took Greylie’s hand to try and give her friend some support, knowing how nervous she was. She decided she better start the talking, feeling how nervously warm Greylie’s palm was. “Hello Hayden, hey Paxton. How are you two?”
"Wonderful."
"Fantastic!" They harmonized, the audience laughing. "And you two?"
"I'm doing great," Grey answered in her low, bored voice. Inside she was half nervous, half bored, and a little bit sleepy. All night she had been making arena maps and throwing them into the bin. The only thing amusing her was the fact that she made ever shot, but when the bin was full all the way to the top, it got tiring.
Hayden Smith and Paxton Ivory walked out onto the stage while the audience clapped and screamed and whistled and shouted. They smiled and grinned and waved—all the things that hosts do. Once the crowd settled down, Hayden began to speak, “thank you all for coming here today! Me and Paxton are...
"They should really go on a date one day," Grey joked. "They obviously enjoin yelling at each other," she rolled her eyes.
One of the crew members signaled them that it was time. Grey Hudson walked out onto the stage with a smile that Ryleigh had taught her to make backstage during Hayden's and Paxton's little argument. After waving to the audience (another thing Ryleigh had shown) she sat down on one side of The Capitol Four's comfy couches, straighten her scarf, and placed her hands on her skinny jeans.
do you have any face claim ideas?
Well, if you're asking... OMG if there was a Billie Piper I would die, or a Britt Robertson. Britt Robertson is so adorable!! Well, she was a teenage when I saw her in Law & Order: Criminal Intent and she's all grown up now but she's still adorable! I've got a girl-crush on Lily Collins right now so she would be awesome. Shay Mitchell should totally join our little group of PLL actors! Did I tell you about Georgia Moffet? She's beautiful!! For boys, Brant Daugherty is so flippin' gorgeous and don't get me started on Keegan Allen!
- Grey (aka I'm fangirling now.)
"We had a huge fight before it happened. It had to be my fault! I-I didn’t even say goodbye!”
"Hey, it’s not your fault." I insisted. "They know you love them. They’re up in Heaven watching you now."
"What kind of daughter would have her last words to her family be ‘I hate you’?! If it weren’t for me they’d be down here and not dead," I squealed.
"These things happen. And we can’t blame ourselves." I gently turned her face towards mine, forcing her to look at me. "I was the only one that survived when the rest of my family died. I spent years blaming myself. But after a while -once I grew up some- I realized that it was an old bridge, and there was no way I could’ve controlled it breaking. I realized that there was obviously a reason I survived, and there’s a reason you survived too, Greylie."
My eyes were red and my face was probably puffy. All tried to reply but all I could do was stutter my words.
I smiled gently at her. “Okay?”
I bit my lip. She actually did make me feel a little better. I nodded my head.
"Good." I smiled and sat down. "Now, I have a little proposition to make both of us feel better.”
"Yeah?" I squealed.
"We had a huge fight before it happened. It had to be my fault! I-I didn’t even say goodbye!”
"Hey, it’s not your fault." I insisted. "They know you love them. They’re up in Heaven watching you now."
"What kind of daughter would have her last words to her family be ‘I hate you’?! If it weren’t for me they’d be down here and not dead," I squealed.
"These things happen. And we can’t blame ourselves." I gently turned her face towards mine, forcing her to look at me. "I was the only one that survived when the rest of my family died. I spent years blaming myself. But after a while -once I grew up some- I realized that it was an old bridge, and there was no way I could’ve controlled it breaking. I realized that there was obviously a reason I survived, and there’s a reason you survived too, Greylie."
My eyes were red and my face was probably puffy. All tried to reply but all I could do was stutter my words.
I smiled gently at her. “Okay?”
I bit my lip. She actually did make me feel a little better. I nodded my head.
Tobthena/Tothena/Athias or Whatever the Hell it is OOC
If people aren’t going to join quickly I’ll just make like fifteen accounts so we can start this already. Tell yo’ friends, yo’ girlfriends (unless you’re the annoying Logan who won’t tell us who he is, your girlfriend’s already in this mess), yo’ boyfriends, yo’ anythings—-leave a note on the floor at Wal-Mart with the URL on it if you bloody have to!
I’ll go on omegle later on and try and force people to join :)
I love how you said 'force'!! I'd love you if you did that!
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"No, shh…" I whispered, hugging her close. "It wasn’t your fault, Greylie."
"We had a huge fight before it happened. It had to be my fault! I-I didn’t even say goodbye!”
"Hey, it’s not your fault." I insisted. "They know you love them. They’re up in Heaven watching you now."
"What kind of daughter would have her last words to her family be ‘I hate you’?! If it weren’t for me they’d be down here and not dead," I squealed.
"These things happen. And we can’t blame ourselves." I gently turned her face towards mine, forcing her to look at me. "I was the only one that survived when the rest of my family died. I spent years blaming myself. But after a while -once I grew up some- I realized that it was an old bridge, and there was no way I could’ve controlled it breaking. I realized that there was obviously a reason I survived, and there’s a reason you survived too, Greylie."
My eyes were red and my face was probably puffy. All tried to reply but all I could do was stutter my words.
Tobthena/Tothena/Athias or Whatever the Hell it is OOC
If people aren't going to join quickly I'll just make like fifteen accounts so we can start this already. Tell yo' friends, yo' girlfriends (unless you're the annoying Logan who won't tell us who he is, your girlfriend's already in this mess), yo' boyfriends, yo' anythings---leave a note on the floor at Wal-Mart with the URL on it if you bloody have to!
"My mom, well, all of my family died on my sixth birthday." Chills ran over my body just thinking of it.
"Oh," her story was a lot sadder than mine. "Well mine, mine, mine," I choked. "Mine just died."
"Oh, I’m so sorry." I said, throwing my arms around her in a tight embrace. "I’m so sorry, Greylie, that’s horrible." I frowned, tears coming to my own eyes.
I sobbed, “it was my fault! It was all my fault!” The helped but it didn’t block out all of the pain.
"No, no it wasn’t." I stroked her hair gently. "Shh, shh, shh, it’s okay."
"It had to be, I was mad that them before they all died!! I-I-I didn’t put out my cigarette properly! Or-or the fireplace! Or-or—" I tried everything to blame myself.
"No, shh…" I whispered, hugging her close. "It wasn’t your fault, Greylie."
"We had a huge fight before it happened. It had to be my fault! I-I didn’t even say goodbye!”
"Hey, it’s not your fault." I insisted. "They know you love them. They’re up in Heaven watching you now."
"What kind of daughter would have her last words to her family be 'I hate you'?! If it weren't for me they'd be down here and not dead," I squealed.
OOC: My dreams...
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wt82w2GHyEI
This is the first thing that popped out in my head… When Finn ran after the train a few years back when this aired I was balling.