#tbp23dayone

[dante-in-acoustic]

boring status update because holly cba with graphics

location: rickety ass porridge cabin

allies: that boy from three

inventory

idk a lot of shit

pack e and throwing knives

injuries: none dobby is a free elf

notable events

this cabin is like goldilocks which is pree cool

we have a lot of shit

i tried it on with darwin but hes like idk worried for his life and he pushed me away but whatever nbd

[gideonfrom7]

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.

[titus-galloway]

Male Careers: A Dying Breed || Arena OS

After our fucking gnarly ass meal, we decided to stay put in our dingy ass cabin. As much as I hated the shit hole, I knew it was in our best interests to stay put. The sun had set and it was insanely cold inside, so I didn't even want to think about how terrible it was outside.

The fallen we broadcast in the sky, and I watched as the first three tributes were killed at the blood bath, one of which took his own life. It was the cowards way out, but who could expect better from some kid from Eight? 

If I had any water, I would have done a spit take when I saw the males from both Two and Four be killed. And to top it off, Xerxes had been killed by the female from Ten. I scoffed slightly to myself. I guess you really couldn't count anyone out. 

I watched as the female from Two just stood over his bleeding body before walking off without looking back. She had said something, but it was too quiet to hear. It was probably something bitchy as hell. I glanced over at Juniper, who was curled in on herself. If she ended up half dead, I put her out of her fucking misery.

The scene cut with Liucija leaving the Cecilia in the snow and I rolled my eyes. There still hadn't been a canon, so it became clear that the girl had somehow managed to get herself together. As arrogant as I was, I would never leave an enemy out to die. It was sloppy and careless and generally ineffective. 

Finally the sky went dark and silence fell. I had no idea if Juniper was awake or not, but I left her alone, instead moving to lay down on the broken couch. It was lumpy and overall pretty terrible, but it was better than the cold, hard floor. 

After one day, there were already six dead. All in all, that was a relatively low number, but it didn't matter. There were only seventeen people left who had to die before I was crowned victor. With a full stomach and my weapon of choice, I was thinking my odds were looking pretty good. 

I closed my eyes but I couldn't fall asleep, my mind still processing what I had seen on the Fallen reel. One day in and I was already the last male career. One had died at the hands of another, literally, and Xerxes had been killed by a female from Ten. A nobody. It was more clear than ever that no one could be counted out. 

Sighing heavily, I looked down at my wrist, where the bracelet Skein had made sat, barely visible in the dark. I was going to be the next Victor. I had to be. 

Adjusting my position slightly, I curled up slightly against the cold, gripping a throwing knife tightly in my hand with my spear lying against the couch beside me. Everything I had was kept carefully stored on my person, ready if I had to wake up and fight in a moments notice, and with that in mind, I finally drifted into a fitful sleep.

[missjuniperkidd]

Location: In a dingy old cabin (light grey circle on map)

Allies: Titus

Inventory

Weapons: Dagger, 3 Throwing Knives

Food: Jar of Honey, Hard Candies, Crackers, Left-over Deer 

Other: Broken Chair Leg, Survival Pack (5 Matches, Fishing Line, Fish Hook, Bait, 3 Iodine Tablets, 3 Glucose Tablets, Plastic Sheet)

Injuries: None

Notable Events

Allied with Titus

Found a small one-room cabin with nothing but some old broken furniture, and a bit of stale food, but decided to call it home for the night

Titus shot a deer and I cooked it up for dinner

[kathleen-arel]

Force In Numbers || OS

Locked doors usually mean that whatever is behind it is owned by someone. That wasn’t good. With a deep breath, I started to walk away, up north. Maybe there was another hut somewhere that I could hid in. If it was cold already, I could only assume it would get worse. And being outside was dangerous. Other tributes could easily spot me.

Walking north, I kept looking around and stopping suddenly, looking for any kind of noise around me. If I heard anything suspicious, I simply walked a little further to the left or to the right and then stopped to listen to my surroundings again. It was dark, but I could still see a few feets ahead. I mainly saw snow though.

I was starting to think I should just sleep right there since the fatigue was getting the best of me when I spotted a little house at the distance. I quickened my pace, raising an eyebrow at the little house as I got closer. The Gamemakers creativity was something to be celebrated.

The grip on my dagger was tightened as I slid the door open, peeking inside. Two tributes were inside. Eden and Rena. When their eyes met mine, I gulped, mentally preparing myself for a fight and forcing myself to stay calm instead of turning around and running in the opposite direction. They could chase me down. They could have a good aim and a good weapon and throw it at my back and I would be done. But quickly, I notice Rena’s gigantic smile - as per usual - and no intention to fight in her expression. When she comes to hug me, I lower my arm, feeling a new sense of calm and security.

Staying with them could be interesting. They were interesting. Besides, everyone knows there’s force in numbers so refusing such an offer would be close to an insanity. As I sit down besides my new allies, I remind myself to keep my dagger close anyways.

[ryder-hensley11]

Setting a Trap || OS

I was becoming restless and I knew the hunger would arrive sooner or later. Im sitting in a closet on a chair starring out a window. Nervous yet bored. I didn't have any matches and I hadn't looked around outside for anything I could use. I retained mostly survival skills and I couldn't think of anything to help me survive. 

I looked down at the pile of six pairs of snow boots, including the pair that i had on originally, but changed out of. "God damn, I'm slow." I said aloud to myself. I was suddenly on my knees unlacing the shoe laces from all the boots. And after I had tie them all together I had two fifteen foot long ropes. Each one was about two and half feet long, so I was left with a longer rope than I expected. I rolled one up and shoved it into my jacket pocket and pushed the chair from in front of the door. Before I left the old shop I scanned all the windows again quickly to check for other tributes. I had to be carful, considering Im one of about five people alone. But still, I couldn't sit in that room and wait for everyone to kill each other and possibly starve or be dragged out by the game makers. "No one"

I walked out the front door knowing what shapes of sticks and lengths i needed. I searched for any kind of tracks left by a small animal. There was still snow falling so id have to look even closer because they may be covered quickly by the fresh powder. As i looked I found a large stick that I broke up to form two J like shapes. I finally found tracks that could've ben left by a fox or a rabbit. I wasn't sure by Id take either. I formed two slipknots on either end of my 'rope' and set the aside. I then stretched a nearby sapling down to the ground and marked where it met the snow. I took my two J shaped sticks and shoved them into the ground with the extensions facing the same direction. I had to use a larger stick as a hammer, cause the dirt was frozen solid. I tied one end of the rope to the sapling with the slipknot and a small stick the the rope about one foot from that knot. I then took that and wedged it underneath a stick that was alined along the two J shaped ones. creating a counter weight on both ends using gravity. One the other end of the rope i formed a noose and set that on the ground in front of the counter balanced contraption. If an animal was to disturb the stick that lied across the noose that the counter balance would release, allowing the noose to tighten around the animal, while simultaneously allowing the sapling to spring back up quickly, trapping and possibly strangling the creature. I put some green leaves, that I had to climb a tree to retrieve, in the circle as something to lure bait over to the trap.

The shop was about 25 yards away from my trap and I picked up a large stick that could've been a fallen branch and a sharp looking rock to possible manufacture a weapon. When I got back to my safety I wanted to double check the small cabinets under and behind the counter to see if there was anything I missed.

[ryder-hensley11]

Suspicious || OS

Ryder entered the shop and looked around. The coldness left his face and fingertips. He removed his gloves and set them on a table. He was in a large room and there was a door behind the counter. He walked to each window and checked to see if anyone was around. He was alone. He went into the back room to find a few pairs of shoes. He decided to switch his for the warmer looking white pair. He went back into the front room and walked over to the huge chair by an unlit fireplace. He decided to stay here for the night because it felt like a safe place to sleep. But not here. He dragged the heavy chair into the back room with him. It had only one small window that faced a large tree and one door. He knew if he had to he'll be able to get out through either one. But to be safe he leaned the chair up against the closed door from the inside and say to gather his thoughts .

[missjuniperkidd]

Friendly Fire || Juniper & Titus || Arena Day One

I shivered as I trudged through the endless snow.  My supplies were in a jumbled mess in my arms, and I finally decided to stop when I couldn't see anyone, or anything around me, so I could sort through it.  As quickly as I could, I knelt down to stuff my throwing knives into my backpack, and sling the pack over my shoulders.  I decided to hold the dagger in my hand in case I needed to use it at a moments notice.  I stood, pulling the straps of the backpack tight against my chest and looking around.  The wind was blowing the snow everywhere, which made it difficult to see, I doubted the people watching at home liked it either.  I could barely make out a figure who had also stopped not to far from me.  It was coming closer.  I gulped, getting my dagger ready and talking a few steps closer, ready to defend myself.  As the figure came into my view, I realized it was Titus.

"Titus?"  I asked, my dagger still up in case he didn't come in peace.