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Day 2: Do you have any special people in your life?
My family are pretty much out of the picture.
I’ve been working with Kode for about a month, now, and he’s pretty important to me. He helps me to realise that being a Peacekeeper isn’t all that bad. We can joke about things, and actually help...
You're pretty amazing too, Tryll. :]
Today was the Reaping. I forgot how it feels to be that scared, even though I knew that somehow in some way we would be safe. I guess the fear freshens each year, it never gets better. I woke up and shut down. It’s better to be detached than to be hysterical, keeps you sane. We all slept in for...
Watching the Reapings have never been scarier. It was bad enough being forced to watch strangers give their loved ones away, but this time, District 4 had times. I don't really know what you look like, really - I mean, you have your drawings, but it's not the same - and I don't know what anyone else looks like, so I just spent the entire time on edge, praying I didn't hear a familiar name called out. I'm glad I didn't, though I feel guilty saying that.
I'm really, really, really glad you, your family, and your friends are safe this year. Really.
Panem October Week Challenge
To get things started, we would like to get to know your character over the week! In order to do this, we have given you a challenge for each day.
Day 1: What’s your name and family backround?
Day 2: Do you have any special people in your life?
Day 3: What’s the...
Um, my parents, I suppose, because they're my parents and isn't it sort of required to list them? Because they feed you and things?
Aster probably doesn't count, because he's a bird, but I count him.
Dryas, Ashton, Glen, Silas, and Wystan. The five guys I work with in the mines. I don't know too much about them yet, as I'm still considered the new one and I'm a girl, but we're warming up to each other. And I have to admit that, if anything should happen and one of them got trapped down there, I would be devastated.
And Darius. Because he's the kindest peacekeeper I've ever met.
Panem October Week Challenge
To get things started, we would like to get to know your character over the week! In order to do this, we have given you a challenge for each day.
Day 1: What’s your name and family backround?
Day 2: Do you have any special people in your life?
Day 3: What’s the...
My name is Phi Masters. I am 17 years old. I live in the merchant area of District 12. My father is a metallurgist and a geologist in charge of helping plan out where the new mine tunnels will go. My mother used to be a secretary for one of the Mayor’s assistants; I don’t know what she does now.
a brief rant in which I speak of nothing of consequence
I'm tired.
I'm tired of school, where no one has ever liked me much and I am much too painfully and stupidly shy to try and talk to anyone else.
I'm tired of the mines, where everything is dark and thick and heavy and hot and I'm constantly surrounded by the idea that today something might go wrong and we all might die.
And I'm tired of home, where my parents are so good at avoiding me that I literally haven't seen their faces in over a week.
Maybe I'm not seeking out my own future enough. Maybe I'm too passive, too shy. Maybe I need to just gather up my courage and go after what I want.
Except I don't know what I want.
No, I do. I want to leave. I want to see the woods of District 7, the lights of District 3. I want to see the fields of District 11, and the animals of District 10. And most of all, more than anything else in the world, I want to see the oceans of District 4. I want this so badly it physically hurts.
But I can't have any of this, so what's the point in being proactive? Nothing is going to change. The only reason I bother getting out of bed at this point is because I'm sick of lying down and because if I don't Aster will be a grey fluffball in days.
I wish things were different. I wish something would change.
We'll see what happens on Friday.
the world is quiet here
There was one a girl who lived in silence. Few spoke to her, because there were few to speak to. Her school was filled with uninterested or bitter faces. Her home was filled with no one. And her mines only showed her she had nothing to hope for.
She almost wanted to be Reaped. At least she'd know it'd all end soon.
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It’s not stupid, you don’t have them so there’s limited knowledge. Just little things that make them their own people. Circe putting junk into my hair and tying up everything into knots and calling it practice. Merill and I wrestling and him wanting to know more and more techniques for spearing fish. Stuff like them telling me how their days went and who they talked to and what they did.
You’re just a walking disaster aren’t you? And it’s no problem, I have an innate ability to give out the best of compliments. And that’s pretty weird, I’ve never heard of a cough going out like that. But then again, I haven’t heard anything that sounded quite as bad. Usually the only people that cough are the old smokers who hack up wet coughs instead of creaky machinery ones.
I see what you mean now...it sounds nice. It seems like it'd be pretty noisy there sometimes, but I imagine it must be comforting.
Oh, shut up. If I were a walking disaster something would have fallen on me by now. :p I don't know what it was - I feel like I must have caught something from someone, but I wouldn't even know who - but it's mostly gone, now. My voice sounds the slightest bit rougher than usual, but the coughing has stopped.
tallonfairwinds:
Ma and I have almost gotten used to it over the years, it’s that kind of panic that you just learn to live with. It comes on quick, hurts a lot, but then goes away fast.
I would never choose to be an only child though, Merill and Circe keep me going a lot of the time, I could never imagine them not being by me and doing all the random little sibling things they do. Almost like I’d be missing an arm and a leg.
And I couldn’t help it, I swear! Dryas isn’t the only one that’s getting some laughs out of your rusted dying barge ship creaks. If it hurts a lot gargle some saltwater, it’ll help the sore throat a lot. Provides some quick relief.
Forgive me for sounding stupid, but what are these "little sibling things"? I honestly have no idea.
Oh that's nice, so I sound like a dying car and a rotting boat, hahahaha. Way to make a girl feel good. Funnily enough, though, my throat doesn't hurt anymore; my voice is just gone. My coughing doesn't hurt either, not unless it's a long fit of it. It's like this is just the after-effects.
tallonfairwinds:
Sorry for not posting much, been very busy lately, business always picks up near the Reapings since I guess the Capitol needs even more food to sustain the parties while the Games occur. I’ve kept my mouth shut on my opinions over those types of rumors, that these Games will just be like every...
It must be horrible to have siblings when the Reaping comes around...
Though it must be just as bad to have children, as well. It seems like the only way to get out of this permanently is to be an only child with no children of your own...
Also, cuuute, liking that post of me sounding like a dying car. :p (Kidding.)
Borrowed some equipment because Dryas wanted me to save my terrible voice for posterity. Feel free to laugh.
Spent most of my Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday in bed, trying to recover on little food. Had a fever (I think?) until Wednesday, but there's no way to be certain. Finally felt well enough to go to school today, though I no longer have a voice. (I sound like dying machinery when I speak, I'm not even kidding.)
No one at school seemed to care either way, but Dryas and the others seemed to be happy to see me back down in the mines. They said Aster hadn't sung as much as usual with me gone, and that they had done a poor job cleaning him because they didn't know how. I took some extra time today to make him nice and yellow again.
Ashton (who works on the tunnel repair team with me) said he had been the one to clean Aster, and insisted on getting a picture with the bird to show that yes, he had done his best to clean our faithful canary. I didn't have my camera, so we borrowed one. We told him to smile, but he said he looked stupid when he smiled. (Dryas said he looked like a scared deer instead, but Ashton apparently prefers looking like frightened game over looking stupid.)
Sorry that wasn't that interesting, but what can I say? District 12 isn't like the others. We're all tired here and focused more on surviving than we are on anything else. I'm sure I'll have some interesting Reaping stories for you, at least. Just give me a week.
tallonfairwinds:
It’s tinted from the seaweed, so it gives it a greenish color, almost shiny on top from the baking. It’s salty and goes well with pretty much any dish ever which is why it’s our traditional bread. And that’s good, ours is fairly dense too which is nice. Light fluffy breads don’t really do much for anybody aside from taste nice, I prefer heavier breads.
And god that sounds really good. I’ve never had duck, but from the way it sounds it seems delicious. The dishes you can only eat sparingly are usually the best, since you wait for them for so long and then have to savor them since you get it so infrequently. I’m the same way with any sort of meat we can get, even the cured and dried stuff some of the merchants have for the wealthy families. And lamb is very good from the one time I’ve had it. It’s tender and tastes a little gamey, like wild animal. I don’t know why since it’s technically made from a baby animal, but it has that taste to it.
Sorry for the delay. All this talk of food was making me queasy, so I had to wait for a moment when my stomach felt better.
Green, shiny bread? That's so strange. It sounds almost like it would look like candy, except I can't imagine bread that looks like candy...How big is it? Is it small like ours, which can fit in your hand, or is it more of a loaf thing?
I wish there was a day when we could taste food from other districts, the best dishes that everyone could offer. Imagine! Lamb and duck and all the best foods, all in one place, ready to be tasted...
I wonder if it's like that in the Capitol. If all of the tables are just feasts.
Bluuuuugh.
This has been such a long, muddled, dark day. I'm not even sure of what was real and what was just a dream.
No one woke me up. I kept jerking awake and dozing back off, until finally my stomach forced me out of bed. It felt like someone was squeezing it with a fist, and it was so empty it just caved into the pressure.
It's cold here right now, but I knew I had to eat something, so when I saw there was nothing edible in my room I went to the kitchen, wrapped up in a blanket. The house sounded empty, and I was in no mood to call out for anyone; it felt like there was a knife lodged in my throat even before I swallowed. On the table was two pieces of bread covered in some jam, so I took them to my room, ate them in bed, and fell back asleep. If, you know, you could call it sleep.
That was some time in the early afternoon, I think. I didn't get back up until an hour ago. The house is dark now and still silent, which is really disconcerting, but when I went to the kitchen all there was was a cup of tea that had gone cold ages ago. It's reheating right now. I'm just perched here on a chair, shivering as I do. I'm wearing some old gloves right now so that I can type. I'd put on a fire, but I'm not sure if I can walk all the way over there right now. I'm just going to go back to my room once my tea's ready, anyway...
I don't understand. I know my parents and I have never got along very well (and by that I mean we've come to a mutual understanding of "ignore each other unless it's a special occasion") but I would have hoped that my sickness would have stirred something in them. Though I guess they did make tea and set out some bread for me.
I should learn how to make soup. I shouldn't have to wait for someone to make it for me...that's not fair, is it...? To expect someone to wait on me. They have lives too, I guess...
tallonfairwinds:
thereapersassistant:
Then let’s distract you a bit. A good distraction can do wonders.
What’s your favorite thing to eat? Describe it, as I’ve probably never had it before.
Haha, oh wow this is actually kind of difficult… I have to think back really far, we haven’t had all that many really spectacular things to eat ever. It was probably the one year we could actually afford real red meat, since my father had just gotten a nice raise in his pay. He went out and bought a a few nice cuts of lamb and got some oranges and onions, and we had that for dinner. I remembered watching him cut up the lamb and put the sauce made from the oranges and some other things I can’t quite remember. Like I said, this was a long, long time ago, back when Circe was just a little baby. I just remember it because of the fact it was the first time I had eaten something other than fish. The food was fantastic, I can’t really describe red meat, there’s something about it that’s so much more heavy than fish. Plus my father didn’t cook it all the way through since he said it made it better, so the middle was slightly raw and juicy and perfect. It was one of those meals where you sit back after devouring it and wondering how something made from a animal could taste so, so good. I had dreams about it for a few weeks after that, haha. Other than that single dish I really, really love breads and pastries and things like that. During Christmas (I think other districts call it Solstice or something), the bakers make these rolls of sweet bread with sugar topping on them and sell them for cheap so every family can afford some. Those are the favorites of a lot of people, since they break the mold of our normal customary district bread with the seaweed in it.
So, now that I’ve talked about our cuisine, you have to tell me about yours. I don’t have the slightest clue of what other districts eat, so now you’ve piqued my curiosity.
Bread with seaweed? That's interesting. What does that taste like? Ours are drop biscuits, usually made from tessera grain, so they're not that pretty, but they're certainly filling.
I think my favorite meal of all time is duck. We're from the merchant's area, so we're sort of well off in comparison to many of the rest, and sometimes hunters manage to snag some waterfowl they sell waterfowl around here. There's a special dish my mother knows how to make involving poaching duck in its own fat. She makes it whenever we have some extra money to spare (it has a long shelf-life once stored in a jar with the fat) and she finishes cooking it for special occasions. I think we have a jar around here somewhere, waiting for its special day. It's the most delicious thing in the world. It's tender and salty and mmmmm, I love it. I could eat it forever, even though we usually only get it once or twice a year.
I've never had lamb, though, and it sounds as though it would be amazing.
tallonfairwinds:
Really I just don’t know what it means. Knots are a commonplace thing in D4, practically everywhere from on boats or on land, so it’s a really vague symbol. I’m hoping it doesn’t really mean anything and my mind is just being insufferable.
And it’s been alright, no dark clouds. Nice and sunny with a cooler breeze that comes around winter. The waters aren’t very choppy either so the weather’s been easy on us. The only thing I can think of is the Reaping, but that’s never really plagued my thoughts before. The water wasn’t even like water anymore though, it was like thick sludge. For now I’m going to just keep it on the down low, I don’t want to amplify Ma’s worries about her kids anymore than usual around Reaping time. I have to admit though, I’ve been staying up later lately. Sleeping doesn’t have a nice ring to it right now.
Then let's distract you a bit. A good distraction can do wonders.
What's your favorite thing to eat? Describe it, as I've probably never had it before.
po-tryllsmith:
thereapersassistant:
Woke up this morning to a sharp pain in my throat and realized that a part of the reason I’ve been so tired lately is because I was getting sick. I went to work anyway because we’re almost done with this damn tunnel and a sore throat is only bad when it comes to swallowing, but I quickly learned…
Oh, no! I’m sorry to hear that you’re sick. :(
Do you get any time off before you have to go back down into the mines? Because the air down there can’t be good for anything.
I always get Sundays off, so I'll spend today in bed...Hopefully that will be enough to get me better by Monday.
