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    Team_Subspace
    03/22/2012 12:13 am
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    As the group nears the hotel for the tributes, Oliver looks up in awe. "Wow, that place is huge." One of the Peacekeepers says "There's a floor for every District, plus the Training Hall underground. You'll be staying here on your district's floor, number seven, until the Games start, and then you're shipped off to live, or die, in the arena." He gives a short laugh, and they enter the hotel. Oliver is sent to enter the elevator and head up to his floor. When he arrives, he's only greeted by his prep team, nobody else. "Has the other tribute been here? I haven't seen her or our mentor at all..." "Nope, you're the first person to come up, other than us and the occasional Avox." "Oh, well I guess I'll go wait in the lobby, if you don't mind?" The prep team makes no argument, so Oliver heads down to the lobby, as planned, and hopes to maybe meet some other tributes. On the elevator he begins to think "Maybe there are a couple others willing to help in my plan to rebel... Just maybe." The elevator doors open, and Oliver takes a seat on one of the plush couches and waits for any sign of someone else.
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    Team_Subspace
    03/21/2012 7:10 pm
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    Agreed
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    Team_Subspace
    03/21/2012 6:13 pm
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    You may want to send a message to the server owner to clear things up.
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    Team_Subspace
    03/20/2012 10:53 pm
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    (True, I forgot all about the trees part. Maybe have like where's a "Central Park" area where there are trees, and other things, but in the city part, there would be other useful things like canned food (would need to be cooked somehow) or something of the sort)
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    Team_Subspace
    03/20/2012 10:12 pm
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    "Approaching Capitol station Seven." The intercom announces. Oliver takes one last look at himself before exiting the train. "I don't even feel like myself anymore, all fancied up in this suit. Although I have to admit, it's probably the nicest thing I've ever seen." It was true, it reflected Seven in such a way, only a prep team would have such talent. The shade of green matched the tall pines of home, his new hair looked just like the burnt orange/brown of dead bark that had just fallen from the tree. As Oliver exited the train, he took one last glance at his prep team and gave them a smile and nod of approval. Not even a second after, a group of Peacekeepers came to escort him to his hotel. Still no sign of tribute #2 or Mentor. "Heh, that'll be their official names until I actually meet them." "Alright Oliver, let's get a move on." One Peacekeeper says, and we begin to walk through the massive crowd of people.

    On a side note - for the arena, am I the only one who thinks it would be really cool if instead of a natural environment, we have like a ruined city that used to be one of the largest in America?
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    Team_Subspace
    03/19/2012 11:52 pm
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    Someone should make an application for District 7, I'll be your best buddy lol
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    Team_Subspace
    03/19/2012 11:04 pm
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    Oliver finally begins to see the skyline of the Capitol in the distance. "It's about time," he complains. The train had broken down right after he had woken up from his nap, and it took a few hours to even find the source of the problem, let alone fix it. A voice comes through the speakers on the roof of the train, "We are scheduled for another delay, but be calm, we will be there within the next hour." "Great. Another hour cooped up on this train, without even the slightest sign of my fellow tribute, or even my official mentor. I wonder if it's like this for the other districts." Suddenly, the door to Oliver's train cabin flies open and a tall man dressed in eccentric attire walks in, followed by two more, just as crazy, people. "Hello there. Oliver, I presume?" His Capitol accent stands out more than his clothes. "I am Donovan, and they are Cecile and Cara." They all bow as if they just gave some sort of performance. "We are your designated prep team, and since the train's on a delay, we figured it would be a great time to get you ready." The next 45 minutes fly by as the prep team makes all sorts of adjustments to make Oliver look almost as if he were a Capitol citizen himself. "And now, you look magnificent." Donovan announces. A large mirror is held up in front of Oliver, revealing what he looks like. "I barely even recognize myself anymore..."
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    Team_Subspace
    03/18/2012 9:47 pm
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    While Oliver sleeps he has a very strange dream (this will be told from his point of view)
    I wake up in some sort of building with no windows at all. A few times gravity just gives way and I'm left floating around for a few minutes. I finally get to the door and when I open it, all I am greeted by is President Snow standing in front of my parents' bodies. Everything around the house is black, I notice... "Move." Snow says, pushing me to the side, and sitting on a couch that wasn't there a minute ago. "So I understand you are planning to infiltrate the Games." Gravity is gone again. "Well think again, you ungrateful brat!" I am frozen in spot as two Peacekeepers appear at either side of me and drag me out of my house. Gravity returns. "You're hope ends here. And your meaningless existence with it!" I'm thrown off the porch of the house into the blackness. After what seems like hours, I finally see the ground, and right before I become but a splatter on the ground, gravity is lost for a second, allowing me to land safely. I wander the ruins around me, recognizing them as District Thirteen. It looks just like on TV... Then something changes. A door is on the ground. It opens to reveal a middle-aged man, who walks out, and right through me. I enter the door, and am surprised with what I see. Thirteen has moved underground! I wander more, and find myself in the middle of a meeting. They're talking to some girl, calling her a Mockingjay... Why would she be a bird? I see someone I recognize from Seven, but as if she's aged many years... What was her name again? I never was good with names. They eventually speak to her and I remember, She's named Johanna. That's it. I must be in a mental future. What would she be doing in Thirteen? What would Thirteen be doing underground. It's just a dream... Finally when Johanna's done being acknowledged, the woman at the head of the table stands up and pulls out something. She looks towards me, raises what I make out to be a gun and shoots. I wake up in an instant, and see that we're about 10 minutes away from the Capitol.
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    Team_Subspace
    03/18/2012 9:22 pm
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    The next few days fly by, with Sirius's secret training involving the harshest of tasks. It pays off though. Oliver decides to forgive Sirius for his past, and as he's boarding the train to the Capitol, he gives a quiet "Thank you for the last few days." and steps on. He still hasn't seen the other tribute, and is unaware if she even made it on the train. "I'm sure I'll see here once we get there." He says before flopping down on a seat on the train and falling into a deep sleep.
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    Team_Subspace
    03/18/2012 9:21 pm
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    We need a female tribute for Seven, so here I go

    Name: Rio Auburnstead (Yup, still bad with names)
    Age: 15
    Gender: female
    District: 7
    Backstory: Rio is your average everyday Districtgoer. She never really had to worry about much, since she lived in the richer section of Seven. One day though, something came about and her parents had to move to District Two, and Rio was left to live with her aunt and uncle. That's when things got a bit difficult. They got by pretty well until uncle Owen was cruched under a pine. He was paralyzed from the waist down, rendering him jobless. Rio believed this was in no way an accident, and blamed the Peacekeepers, and eventually the Capitol. The night they executed her aunt and uncle really set her off. She began to loathe the Capitol with a deep passion, but kept it a secret. She didn't want to become the second Oliver Swarrow...
    The Games became her perfect way to get revenge, and decided that maybe she can start another revolution, but be successful.
    Personality: Not the person you would want to run into in a dark alley. Even though she's quiet all the time, if you set her off, it'll be the end of you.
    Anything Else: Her appearance scares the younger and elder people of Seven a bit; but what would one expect from someone who wears all black 24/7 and has a gaze that could kill you if she wanted to. She can be quite manipulative, which is a good thing in the Games, but not so much in the Districts. Mind games are her forte, making her a good ally.
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    Team_Subspace
    03/18/2012 9:03 pm
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    Like, are they all the same year?
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    Team_Subspace
    03/18/2012 8:40 pm
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    Oliver continues thinking about what he's going to do when he bumps into someone. "Woops, my bad." He apologizes. Then suddenly he's grabbed from behind, and has a bag, similar to the ones used to hold potatoes, pulled over his head. "Let go of me, I swear you'll pay!" But his captor only gives a grunt. They must've entered a house, because Oliver is surrounded by a cool breeze and is pushed onto a wooden chair, clearly crafted here, in Seven. Once the bag is removed, thee identity of his assailant becomes clear... "S-S-Sirius!?" It was the Peacekeeper that had aided in killing his family all those years ago. Nobody had seen him after he had become a wanted fugitive. "What do you want with me? Why have you returned to Seven?" "Silence. I returned because I need to train you before the Games. Now you may be thinking 'Why on earth would this murderer want to help me?' Well believe it or not, I was a victor before I became a Peacekeeper. I almost became an Avox, had it not been for my background. We need to put the past behind us. You and I both know that the downfall of the Capitol would benefit both of us."
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    Team_Subspace
    03/18/2012 8:29 pm
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    Do these all take place during the same Games?
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    Team_Subspace
    03/18/2012 8:27 pm
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    Oliver jumps from the tree, landing quite softly despite just being 20 feet up in the air. "I wonder what the other tribute is thinking right now, having to go against 'The Looney of Seven.' What was her name again? I guess I'll remember before too long." He walks along the streets, through the crowds of people thinking of ways to infiltrate the Capitol. "I could catch them off guard while they're watching to give me my score, but then where would all the fun be? I could of course destroy the forcefield surrounding the arena, but I'd need the help of someone from Three... That may work, since things like that are their specialty. But how would I be able to keep it a secret? They hear every word you say in that place... If only there was a way to communicate wordlessly, and in way only we would know... Hmmm"
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    Team_Subspace
    03/18/2012 8:19 pm
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    Well even after seeing "accepted" in big bold letters, I kinda saw the fine print and before it processed in my mind, I was thinking "it says not accepted, doesn't it" So therefore, yes, you did xD
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    Team_Subspace
    03/18/2012 8:15 pm
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    Oliver sits high up in one of the many District 7 trees. "Finally, I've been chosen; after 3 long years of trying with no luck. I'll give the Capitol a show they're sure to remember."
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    Team_Subspace
    03/18/2012 8:12 pm
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    Yeah Buddy! Thanks :3
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    Team_Subspace
    03/18/2012 8:06 pm
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    Name: Oliver Swarrow (Don't like making last names)
    Age: 16
    Gender: male
    District: 7
    Backstory: Became an orphan after being caught accidentally seeing two Peacekeepers illegally murder his godparents near the edge of the District's territory. After becoming well known for his open hatred for everything Capitol related, he started putting his name in to receive massive amounts of tesserae in order to hopefully get chosen for the Games and be able to infiltrate to Capitol from the inside.
    Personality: Is a quiet and calm person at first, but after becoming a close friend, he can be anything from joking 24/7 to a more intensely serious person.
    Anything Else: Is very serious in the saying "An eye for an eye" and will do almost anything to get revenge on not only his enemies, but also on the people who killed his family.
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    Team_Subspace
    03/12/2012 5:39 pm
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    I like that. A lot.
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    Team_Subspace
    03/12/2012 4:54 pm
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    That's a good idea
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