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Thread: Pathfinder Hunger Games INC
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2012-05-06, 05:15 AM (ISO 8601)
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- May 2009
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- Easley, SC
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Pathfinder Hunger Games INC
After your long train ride from your respective districts, during which you would have spoken to the escort of your Region as well as the other Tribute and your mentor for the Battle Royal. You saw the landscape speed past on the Lightning Rails that have taken you from your homes. You see tha magnificent stone towers of the Imperial City rising over gleaming marble walls. Citizens flocka round the rails and wave to you as you pass. You arrive at the station and your respective escorts lead each region tributes through a doorway into a large circular room. Each tribute is taken to a table, with drapes seperating tributes from eachother. Two beauticians begin work on scrubbing you down, washing out your hair, and performing various grooming tasks on each of you.
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2012-05-06, 09:08 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Mar 2012
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2012-05-07, 07:05 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2011
Re: Pathfinder Hunger Games INC
"Quit complaining over there. This will be a difficult process if you cry like a girl the whole time," Nahal calls to the dwarf.
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Yuri
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2012-05-07, 12:18 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jul 2009
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"Fighting already? Shouldn't we save that for the arena?"
An aqua-skinned boy next to a grey-skinned girl asks from where he's being painted and dressed to look like a fish-man. With the costume only half-complete, both contestants from district 4 look rather absurd.
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2012-05-07, 04:39 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2010
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Sahian forces a smile and waves at the Capitol crowd until his arm hurts as he is paraded down to the strange round room. There he is stripped, practically thrown into a tub, and scrubbed until his skin is raw. The 'beauticians', who he can't help but note both look rather less than beautiful, seem to be attempting to remove all his skin and half his hair. He winces, but doesn't make a sound. The last thing he needed was to look weak. Feeling all too much like a plucked chicken, he wraps a towel around himself and listens to the other ki-no, tributes, he couldn't think of them as children, they were his enemies now, they would be trying to kill him and he would kill in turn - argue.
"I don't know, I'd appreciate it if they dealt with each other beforehand. One less person for us to deal with." It sounds funnier than it is - gallows humor, Sahian guesses. It made it seem almost surreal. Through the curtains, he can just barely make out the faintest outlines of shadow. The others, no doubt.
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2012-05-08, 07:01 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2011
Re: Pathfinder Hunger Games INC
"Don't mind me. I am not much of one for listening to crying," Nahal responds to the curtains.
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Yuri
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2012-05-08, 08:47 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Mar 2012
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2012-05-08, 09:25 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2011
Re: Pathfinder Hunger Games INC
"You have already taken one, I will not let you take another," Nahal exclaims as she looks at the attendant with fire in her eyes.
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Yuri
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2012-05-18, 06:51 PM (ISO 8601)
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- May 2009
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Re: Pathfinder Hunger Games INC
The attendants roll their eyes. They continue to scrub and clean each of you as the Stylists arrive and begin applying makeup and styling up your hair. The attendants help each of you dress up in your outfits to prepare for the opening ceremony.
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2012-05-18, 08:39 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2010
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Re: Pathfinder Hunger Games INC
They're trees, of course. As tree costumes go, this one isn't terrible. Sahian can remember only a few times that the District Seven tributes failed to be trees, and then upon remembering decides he's okay with being a tree for the night. It's better than being covered in paper. Strands of identical fake leaves fall into his face - they're green, of course, because apparently Capitol people have never heard of autumn. The forests look like they've been set ablaze then, all brilliant oranges and reds and yellows.
He obeys somewhat distastefully as they stuff him in something they say is a long surcoat made to resemble a tree trunk but looks all too much like a muddy dress, paste fake plastic bark pieces on his arms and paint them with something that bears a certain resemblance to thin mud. They run out too soon and he ends up being only partially bark-coated but the stylist doesn't seem to be too concerned. Sahian's respect for the woman edges up ever so slightly. She might look as round and blue as a blueberry, but she's not throwing a temper tantrum which is more than he had expected
In the end, he has to admit he doesn't look entirely horrific. Brown and green paint trace veins down his arms and up his neck. The leaves are a bit too monochrome but they aren't falling in his face anymore. Okay, it looks a bit like he's being eaten by a tree, but not that much. And it's better than being a book or a pile of paper.