I wouldn’t normally respond to this, but since you decided to go on anon, I will. Everyone has their own opinions with different muns on here. I have known Scotchy since I started here, and he has not been rude to me or a douchebag.

If he bitches about me in IM, that’s his choice, I honestly don’t care. I learned that if someone talks behind my back, or go on anon to me, it is because they want to start drama. I don’t do drama. I don’t know why you came here in the first place.

Floki at the age of 14 is reaped into the Hunger Games as the male tribute from District 7. A tall and athletic boy it’s thought he’ll go far in the games, but was not one of the front runners to win. He’s quiet, and doesn’t make much of a showing during the interview. However, his accurate axe throwing skills in the private session earn him a high ranking.

After the Second Quater Quell the Gamemakers were tasked with making the next games following it as exciting as it had been (until the final confrontation). For the 53rd Games the Arena was a mountainous waterfall with varying levels. The water streamed for miles, very little try land, and welcoming caves that often held more dangers. The Cornucopia was placed in the lake at the top of the never ending waterfall, to reach it for feasts the tributes would have to climb to the top. 

On the sixth day Floki found an axe on the body of a dead tribute who had fallen asleep and drowned. Within hours he had killed the female tribute from district 2 and the male tribute from district 6. He was injured by the careers, but survived the night. After his showing that day sponsors appeared much more eager.

Floki won the 53rd Hunger Games after 16 days. His final challenge was against the male tribute from district 4. They faced one another towards the top of the mountain. The tribute from district 4 had unarmed Floki and was trying to drown him when Floki found a rock at the bottom of the shallow stream they fought in. Floki smashed the rock against his head to take the upper hand. He beat the other tribute to death, becoming the victor. 

It continues in the 73rd Hunger Games

No one suspects the daughter of a victor to be reaped. But curious things happen in district 7 during the reaping for the 73rd Hunger Games. Angrboda, 16, is reaped as the female tribute, and the youngest son of the mayor, Ivar, is reaped as the male tribute. There are some who believe the capitol is punishing two of the most powerful men in the district, Victor Floki and Mayor Ragnar. For what is unclear. 

Angrboda’s role at the capitol is laid out from the start - she has to soften Ivar. She’s pushed to be seen taking care of him, never leave his side in the training area. She’s meek and mild to Ivar’s brash and wild. Her hair is always down, cascading over her shoulders to give her an angelic look. She’s dressed in all gold for her interview where she charms Caesar Flickerman with exaggerated tales of victory she’s heard from her father (now Ivar’s mentor), her wish to make him proud, and her goal to take care of Ivar for as long as she can. 

She keeps up appearances. Her scores in the private session are rather low, as instructed to appear weak. She showed off her skills in healing using what would only be found in various types of arenas. 

Angrboda hadn’t shown her speed at all in the training area. She sprinted almost as fast as the careers in the cornucopia. She didn’t get a kill but she injured at least three on her way to the supplies. She managed to get the knives Ivar needed and the supplies she wanted before escaping. 

     ❛ Why do you not sleep ? ❜   Where was Helga when you needed her ? His own children were already asleep, and exhaustion now crept across the boat builder’s face.   ❛ ---  or did Helga let you nap again when she wasn’t watching ? ❜

SEND ME “HARD PILL TO SWALLOW” AND I’LL POST A RANDOM FACT NO ONE WANTS TO SAY OUT LOUD ABOUT THE RPC OR FANDOM(S) I’M IN – > @ragnarsscn – > Accepting!

Fandom  - I’ll go with general/rp fandom.  This RP fandom had its drama sure, but really at the end of the day, the people who have ruined it for many are the spineless bitches who wouldn’t come to anyone with a problem, who instead said they felt unwelcome, despite countless people reaching out to them, but then on their exits made huge callouts. They want to say the fandom is the problem, but in my experience, it’s been the person that started it all, in many instances.  First, with the one that hurt several people with her vile words, Second, with the OC mun that can’t even use the word toxic right. Toxics isn’t a word, it’s just not.  Third, with the one who claimed to be people’s friend, wanting everyone to fix her life, but nothing was ever enough, so she made up lies on her exit, as well. Is the fandom perfect? No.  But, when you look at the fact that there’s a core of us that have been here for years, it says something.  To be part of a fandom, you have to try. You can’t just whine and moan that no one likes you, if you never try to get along.  Also, the people that makes those 2 weeks blogs during the season, those are frustrating. We would love people to stay. Hiatus doesn’t mean ignoring your blogs.  Also, it is not hard to find the blogs that don’t care about their characters, and don’t like the logic of aging and what it does to their body.  People like to say rude things when they leave, but in my opinion, the baseless callout makes you the asshole.

     A fair question, it had earned Hvitserk a soft hum from his brother. Ever so amusing, Ivar thought to himself. If only Hvitserk had a point with his question. “I’m not that bad. I haven’t stabbed someone ever since we got back home,” Ivar replied. A hint of amusement lingered in the sound of his voice, as well as something that should warn Hvitserk that this was not all Ivar had to say on the matter.

    “I am a king now. I can tell someone else to do the stabbing for me.”

       Ivar was strange. He’d always been strange, but when they were younger, Hvitserk felt like they all got along, well some of the time. Maybe it was because Ubbe was around. He didn’t like to admit he missed Ubbe, but he did.  “Ever since we got back home..” He gave him a look that was sarcastic, as he did so.

        “That you can, I suppose. Is that what you do now? You have everyone do all the work for you? Tell me, will you have them fight for you, now too?” 

but was it lasagna from aldi tho