Mack the Knife;;

@macheathnorton

Macheath 'Mack' Norton. Eighteen. Volunteer from District Two. F̶a̶t̶h̶e̶r̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶S̶t̶e̶l̶l̶a̶ ̶I̶c̶a̶r̶u̶s̶.̶ Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear And it shows them pearly white Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe And he keeps it, ah, out of sight Ya know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe Scarlet billows start to spread Fancy gloves, oh, wears old MacHeath, babe So there's never, never a trace of red

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rory-caresfoot-deactivated20160

“So, where do you fall on the Kinsey scale?”

“...The what?”

ruleandinterviews

The crowd cheered as Macheath walked out, and Caesar did his best to quiet them down as he gestured for Macheath to take a seat. “Macheath, now I’ve heard that you have quite an affliction for babies. Have you always been a lover of kids, or is it something about the babies in the tower in particular that peaks your interest?”

Maybe he’d wanted to play the intimidating Career card during the interview, maybe he thought it’d make him look better. But as soon as babies were mentioned, something about Mack just lit up, it showed in his eyes, the way he smiled. “I always really liked kids. They’re just so intrigued by the little things in life in a way adults can’t really be anymore, and I think that’s amazing. But the babies in the tower are just the cutest. There are twins, Caesar. Twins,” he said, unable to hold back a chuckle.

Sebastian sighed when someone asked him about his Games. He glanced up at the person, looking not highly amused, but he figured that if they were asking, it was for a reason. “What do you want to know about my Games?” he asked.

“At this point? Anything that could help would be lovely to know,” Mack shrugged.

“Yeah, pretty much. It’s really sad,” Brynn agreed with a slight tone of discontempt. Her lips twitched slightly at his last sentence. “Well, having a good pair of shoes is important, but who says that you wouldn’t kiss them for their awesomeness? You’re just underestimating yourself there.”

He raised his eyebrows at her words. “Brynn, I really wouldn’t kiss shoes, no matter how good they are. They’ve been outside and stuff, they’re probably really dirty.”

#guess who lost track of what the shoe thing was about #this guy!#brynn

“Oh! I guess I’m going to have to reevaluate you then,” she joked. “Exactly. There’s more things I wanted to learn, but they chose to go the general academic route. I think they need to find a way to teach better. But I guess that’s all subjective as well,” she murmured thoughtfully. She glanced at him. “Mack, I am capable of telling whether somebody is attractive or not. I am just merely stating the obvious.”

“It’s hard; it’s not like they’ve got the money and other things they need to change the school system, but now, they’re not educating people to bring in more money and things for that change,” he muttered. “I’m like a good pair of shoes: they look nice, but you wouldn’t kiss ‘em. I’m the best pair of shoes ever.”

“What did you want to know about my Games?”

“Anything that could be useful, really.”

rory-caresfoot-deactivated20160

“Sure, pretty boy.”

“‘Pretty boy’? Seriously?” he frowned ever so slightly. “I don’t know what kind of art gallery it is, by the way. Don’t blame me if it turns out to not be all that good,” he then chuckled.

“I agree, but I guess since I like building things and don’t enjoy shopping, talking about boys, gossip or anything like that, I’m a nerd,” she explained with a roll in her eyes. “Teachers didn’t enjoy how I would have rather been working instead of sitting in a classroom, pretending to be absorbing the knowledge that they fed us.” She glanced him over. “Well, maybe not the dumb sports guy part.”

“Hey, I enjoy gossip and shopping very much, but I also consider myself to be a nerd,” he joked, giving her a look. “They should really change the method teaching a bit. You wanted to do something, they just wouldn’t let you. And everyone wants to learn, but everything’s just being taught the wrong way..” he mumbled, shaking his head. “Oh, so you do think I’m attractive? Nice to know.”

Brynn laughed at that. “I guess I’m used to hanging around with really…cocky, but intelligent guys who just want to talk about books and school. I get the occasional attractive, but dumb sports guy who wants to touch my breasts, but those guys usually don’t get very far,” she commented. “So this is a nice change in pace.”

“Books and school?” he frowned. “Books are good, books are great to talk about, but school? School’s the worst. I know I sucked at it. Easily distracted, always doodling. Teachers sort of hated me, but only because I never did anything,” he chuckled. “And don’t worry, I’m definitely not an attractive dumb sports guy.“

“Look, I know I’m supposed to be training,” Mack said, finally abandoning the edible plants station after spending a little too much time there, “but there’s an art gallery two blocks away from here, and I kind of really want to go see it. Come with me?”

#ruleandstarter #ruleandtask

“Meeting new people can be interesting. It beats being stuck with the same group of people all the time,” she commented dryly. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re different from the guys I talk to back in District Five.”

“I’m different from most guys, really. It’s not necessarily in a good or bad way, it’s more in a ‘I’d walk into a tree because I’m too busy thinking about how much I like the branches’ way,” he shrugged. “As you can see, I’m a perfect Career tribute who will not end up trying to start his own garden of nice flowers in the arena.”

“I’ve interacted with a lot of awful people, to be fair,” she admitted. She stifled a laugh. “Macheath? Yeah, I’m going to go with Mack. These were probably the only circumstances that we could meet under, due to this oh-so-wonderfully made society that we live in.”

“That’s what I thought. I don’t even know what my parents were thinking with that name.. Well, I’m still glad we got to meet. I like meeting new people. Everyone’s always so interesting, and it’s nice to see that there are good people everywhere, so yeah.”

lillydupont-blog

“What does it look like?” she asked wondering if Gabe had grabbed it. So far he’d taken three necklaces, 2 bracelets, and a very odd looking pin. She wasn’t sure where he was getting them from, but one second she’d be holding him and the next he was trying to shove a piece of jewelry in his mouth.

“It’s gold, got a few stars on it. It’s not the manliest of necklaces, but I like it,” he shrugged. He was paying more attention to the floor than to properly answering, though, as he was now seriously starting to get worried about the thing. “Where did I put it--” he muttered.

“Well hi there, cutie,” Brynn said as she picked up the baby. “Where are your parents?”

“..I don’t even know whose kid she could be, there are so many parents here,” he muttered, a grin on his face. “Want me to take her from you? I know how to handle babies.”

#mack 'oh my god i love kids' norton is here #bc even tho we have a thread we need babies #brynn

lillydupont-blog

“You’ve got to be more specific. Where did you leave what?”

“My necklace, I lost it--”

Molly went over to the table and looked under it, running her hands over the floor. “It’s not there,” she said. Her eyes widened slightly. “Do you think someone could have stolen it? There is a thief tribute from district 3.”

“I don’t think anyone here would have a reason to steal my necklace. I mean, it’s gold, so it might be interesting, but everyone here’s got more interesting stuff..” he muttered. “It must’ve fallen somewhere.”

“Where did you have it last?” Molly swiveled in a circle, looking at their surrounding area. “Did you take it off? Could it have fallen off while you were training?”

“No, I took it off before training. Always do. I left it on the table over there,” he pointed, “and now it’s gone.”

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