Game 36 Round 10

Munch!

Game 36 Round 08

Team Goat!

Game 36 Round 06

“Running!”

Xylance tugged at the collar of his suit, uncomfortable to be both in the outfit and to be behind the stage.  In an icy blue three-piece suit, Xylance stood backstage and looked at himself in the mirror.  It wasn’t until just now that he noticed the tie he had on was made of Jaguar print.  He rolled his eyes as a set of piercing blue ones spotted him.  

"They’re really plugging that whole Jaguar thing aren’t they?"  Midnight asked.  

"Well, you know the Capitol."  Xylance started.  "Always gotta have a story to force feed Panem."  

Midnight shrugged and squeezed his shoulder.  ”Then give them another story.”

Kardos and Kastos had finished their introductions and annoucned the winning tribute’s name, ushering him to join them on stage.

Kardos began.  ”So Xylance how does it feel to be a victor like us?”  

"Well while I’m obviously glad to be alive, I wouldn’t say I feel much like any of you guys.  If I’m correct, you two cut down a high number of competitors with your bare fists and a chainsaw, but as you all know by now I ended up not killing anyone.  Either way, it feels rewarding, like my real life has finally begun."

"I felt the same way once I got my win.  So what about Jaguar, we all saw the connection you two had in the bloodbath but to have him taken away by your own district partner is just cruel, what was going through your mind when that was all taking place?"  Kastos asked. 

"It was definitely hard, watching him leave this world.  I was going to give up right then and there but something pushed me onward.  And while Jaguar was the first genuinely nice person I’ve ever met and the first person I grew legitimately attached to, I think I found solace elsewhere within District 6."  Xylance smiled softly as he looked to his side.  Backstage, Midnight couldn’t contain his own grin.  

First off, Congratulations. I think you know what I need from you at this point.

To everyone who played this Game. This was one of my favorite Games, mostly due to the awesome people who participated in it all. I love you all and I hope you apply in the future. Seriously, all of you are amazing!

I need the Victor stuff ASAP.

Feast bag contents:

Bag 1& 4: Healing salve

Bag 6: Healing Salve

Bag 8(f)& 9: Healing Salve & Atlatl

Bag 8(m)& 10: "Skin" suit & Ballistic Knife

Sponsorship:

Amethyst received a pair of ice skates from sponsors

Bryn received a package of throwing knives from sponsors.

Glacia received a jug of gasoline, a canister of liquid nitrogen, a medium sized sack of gunpowder, and a hang glider from sponsors.

Xylance received a rubber suit,a blow torch, a syringe filled with a virus, and a pair of scissors from sponsors.

Actions:

Glacia hang glided to the Cocnucopia with her fox and lay in wait for the other tributes to arrive,

Bryn arrived.

Amethyst arrived.

I just want to see where everyone's heads are at in terms of the most popular. This will not affect my decision in any way shape or form, this is just for fun and should be treated as such.

Send your votes here

Castielle smirked as she watched the bodies float in the air. Idiots, she thought. She had decided to take the high road on the feast. And based on the results, she felt as if she made the right choice. She just started to relax when she heard the crunch of dead pine needles to her right. She turned her head, her red hair twirling around her. A tribute stood before her, their crossbow pointed at her. Without even looking at who it was, she darted off.

She ran through the pine trees, Amethyst hot on her trail. The latter girl fired, sending the crossbow bolt into her shoulder blade. Cas didn't stop, not that would she ever until the District 1 girl was off of her ass. Amethyst let loose another bolt, this time sending it through her ankle. Cas tripped up and landed on her stomach. She yelped out loud as Amethyst approached. She tried to crawl, but she was stopped by a foot on her back.

Amethyst snarled, "Looks like there's no boy toy to save you now, sweetheart."

"Please, please don't do this!" Cas pleaded.

Amethyst's face softened, offering out her hand, "On second thought, let's be allies."

Castielle said thank you about about a thousand times. She grabbed onto Amethyst's outstretched hand and pulled herself up. As she got to her feet, Amethyst took her sword and plunged it into the girl's abdomen. Castielle's eyes opened wide, a single tear rolling down her cheek. Amethyst removed her sword and tossed the girl to the ground.

She looked down at the dying girl, "As if, loser."