#tadashiisonfire

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@tadashiisonfire

“What’s up dork?”

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Burning Hunger-Hunger Games AU

Closed RP with @tadashiisonfire

Frisk had never been more mortified in their life. They didn't care if this person was to be their stylist, they still didn't want anyone to see them without their cloths, to see their scars in all their glory.

It was more then a little terrifying to be honest, especially since their stylist gasped when they saw their body. Gasped and stepped away, almost in fear. It was just another reminder of how worthless they truly were. They heard them muttering about changing the style completely, they couldn’t help but feel guilty. Their ugly scars just created so much more work for their stylist. They probably had something in mind already. and they had ruined it. It was a very long few hours as they were prepped and prepared for the Chariot Ride, They had no idea what the original plan for their clothing was, but now they wore a long, high necked, dress that reminded them of the apple trees they would climb. Their short hair adorned with a crown of apple blossoms. It was simple, it was beautiful, they wish they could wear their District mates outfit. He wore a neckerchief and a stripped shirt with blue jeans, looking so so very comfortable in things that he would normally wear.  Yes, Frisk would much rather be in his very comfortable looking shoes.

Their chariot was drawn by work horses and looked more like a wagon. It was very apparent that they were going to wear something similar to their fellow tribute until their scars were seen.

They were the second to last to come out, there were so many people, they just wanted to hide away. However, at the same time they really wanted to see everything. They tried to get as high as possible, but it was hard in their dress...

The crowd seemed to love it though, as they roared in approval when the passed by. The tall, stern and strong farmer and the little apple tree, just starting to bloom. One to die fighting and one to be chopped down before they even got a chance to grow...

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“Then why don’t you sound very convincing, Hiro?” Tadashi returns quickly, fixing his brother with a knowing look. You’re the better one out of the two of us, after all.

“It matters to me because you’re my brother, Hiro. I care about you.”

      ‘..because you’re my brother..’ 

      Maybe we’re related biologically, but I’m nothing like you, Tadashi. Even when I try to be.. “Well it sure doesn’t feel like it!” Hiro snapped, turning his gaze away. 

      “Why don’t you go hang out with your friends and just leave me alone?”

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      Being on his own sucked. Hiro came to that conclusion on the first night after Tadashi had left, risking his life in hopes that it would save his younger brother. He couldn’t be sure exactly how long ago that was; he’d stopped keeping track of the dates long before now, choosing to, instead, take life one day at a time, and start each morning with a simple daily objective– 

                         Survive.

      His feet hurt, and he hadn’t really slept in a while, but Hiro forced himself to keep walking. The building up ahead was his end goal – it looked like it would be decent enough for him to rest up for a short while before he moved on again. Trudging up to the entrance, he gave the door a cautious nudge. He was about to push it all the way in, but a sharp voice rang out from inside made him flinch instinctively. 

      “Oh, uhm, s-sorry.. I’ll– I’ll find another place..” Please don’t attack me. Despite how tired he was, he knew better than to hope for compassion; kindness was a rare quality nowadays. Hiro thought he recognized the voice, but, then again, it was probably his mind playing tricks on him..

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@tadashiisonfire

      There was no time to react. One second he was walking, the next, well, he wasn’t. Muscular arms easily lifted the twelve-year-old’s frame into the air, and before he could put up a fight, or even make a noise of protest, a hand shoved a strongly-scented cloth over his mouth and nose, forcing him into unconsciousness.

      Pulling the kid’s hoodie off, one of the assailants left it on the steps, along with a small note that listed an address, a number, and one simple message: 

      Bring the money, or we kill the boy.

[riverborne]

@tadashiisonfire has approached the river as it freezes

The world had a tendency of going very quiet during the cold times, but for some reason, be it in this town or on this entire planet, shops and stores were filled to the brim.

She just wanted to get a scarf for her sister, but the thrift store was absolutely swarming with people. Her stimulation reserves were all but depleted and she hadn't even found a good scarf yet! Finally she broke out of a huge crowd surrounding the sweaters just to take a moment to breathe.

She staggered a few steps to separate herself, only to run headfirst into another stranger.

She yelped in surprise and no small amount of horror at her own lack of sight. “I am so sorry!” She half squeaked. “I wasn’t watching where I was going.”  She looked around, suddenly very overwhelmed from the entire setup.

“What in Cosmos’ name could have everyone so frenzied?”

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bandages

Frisk gasps and makes a futile attempt to hide their scars and wounds. When Tadashi lifted them out of the tub they struggled a bit but not really that much because they REALLY didn’t want to aggravate their wounds. 

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