#caitlin11

The public of Panem watches as the screen splits to show each tribute as they are confronted with the great wall.  Looks of fear, mixed with anguish, joy, shock, and panic cross the faces of the three remaining competitors. “Mom, Dad, you won’t have to live on without your two sons, I’ll be home soon.” DJ mutters to a small exposed camera as he gathers his equipment and turns towards the center of the cornucopia. Caitlin lets out a cry of frustration as she turns to evaluate the area around her.  A cannon goes off in the distance, causing her attention to immediately go to the sky. Caitlin sheds a brief tear for her fallen ally, but immediately regains her composure and starts to dash towards her fate. Annabeth gulped as she looked at the other tributes, ‘Crap,’ she murmured, “Final three, final three, Anna you can do this!” The gash on her leg had begun to fester a bit, and with every movement it is beginning to become increasingly painful. She needs to finish this fast.  With a determined look on her face, she trudges on to the battle. Dj’s left arm is clearly broken, and without it, his slingshot is essentially useless.  Realizing this, he immediately dashes for Grace’s knife which is resting on the ground not too far from where he is standing.  As he nears it. A spade comes down on his left arm, hard, breaking it further. Dj screams and fall to the ground.

Caitlin looms over the fallen boy from district 7. “I don’t think so.” She says, drawing a dagger with her free hand.  “I'm sorry, I just want it all to be over!” she cries, her voice loaded with anguish. Caitlin raises her small shovel in preparation to strike her prone target, but immediately recoils from the impact of a much larger spade. “Let’s end it then” Annabeth sneers. Caitlin’s breath is momentarily knocked out of her, but she quickly springs up, dagger in hand and slices a long gash into Annabeth’s good leg before turning her attention to the downed DJ. Caitlin’s hand goes immediately to her smallest dagger, which is perfectly weighted for throwing. DJ makes one more desperate lunge for Grace’s dagger, grabs it, and quickly releases it towards her assailant.  Caitlin’s obsidian blade is already in the air. There are two thuds as the dagger’s impact.  One in the sand, the other in Caitlin’s chest.

The dice have chosen.

the post is being written, sorry both of the game makers are busy with college stuff, but we'll try to get it out asap.

Just a recap of who has what.

Upon the completion of the announcement, the sun rises on the cornucopia to reveal a waterfall-like fountain cascading from the top of the mouth of the structure.  Around the fountain are 5 full metal canteens engraved with individual district numbers, and several empty ones. The capitol eagerly awaits what’s next.

DJ

As the announcer’s voice dies down, DJ’s pops his head out of his tree. Looking   visibly sick from dehydration, he decides to go as quickly as he can, because it is apparent that he might not make it much longer without some sort of liquid. He quickly scales down the tree and sprints to the Cornucopia, arriving first.  He plunges his head into the cool cascade and replenishes his dangerously low water level.  DJ then grabs the canteen labeled “7”, fills an empty one, scales to his original cornucopia-top position from the bloodbath, and draws his slingshot. Grace Meanwhile, the announcement wakes the sleeping grace. Up in her tree, she yawns and finishes off her last bit of bread.  Confused as to why the gamemakers were giving them water, she turns her gaze to the oasis. A horrified look crosses her face as she sees the quicksand.  Grace climbs down the tree as fast as possible and runs toward the Cornucopia, but when it is in sight, she decides to head towards the desert landform and hides behind a cluster of bushes. Eventually, she draws her knife, and runs towards the water. Karlee and Caitlin After the announcement finishes, Karlee looks contemplatively at the amount of water left in her bottle, debating whether or not to take the risk.  Her gaze turns as her ally, Caitlin, rises and appears to have the same thought. “I’m going to go rest up in that tree over there, ok?” she tells her ally, the shame of lying to a friend heavy in her voice. “Yeah, sure. I’m feeling better now, so I’ll go check for food.” Caitlin replies, the same tone heavy in her voice as well. Karlee turns and leaps into the next tree.  She turns and gives one last look at her ally, but finds she is nowhere to be found.  She climbs down from the tree, makes her way around the now dry oasis, and does her best to stick to the shadows as she makes her way to the feast. Behind a tree, Caitlin watches her ally walk off, and slowly follows a similar path, obsidian “knives” in hand. Annabeth Annabeth is seen emerging from her tent while the voice of the Gamemaker rings out around the arena.  Having just run out of water, and realizing her dire situation, Annabeth starts ripping off pieces of the tent to make a stronger bandage for her leg. She uses the tent poles to strengthen it.  Annabeth continues to improve her makeshift cast until she is satisfied that her leg is stable.

Day 3 will most likely be posted either tonight or tomorrow.

Tributes, congratulations to the 5 of you for making it to day 3. Overnight, the oasis has almost completely  drained, leaving a large quicksand-like mire. Tributes could attempt to get to the small water patch in the middle, but it would be a big risk. An announcer’s voice appears over the arena speakers: “Tributes! You are all invited to the cornucopia to satisfy your thirsts. But come quickly, because the sun won’t allow our water to remain here long.”