Hmm. From the characters so far, I can see that this is going to be a harsh rp for poor Jay. xD Most of the lower class people will hate him because of where he comes from, and in the world of nobles, you always have to keep your cool.
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
Lisette stood straight and proudly gazed into the throng of cameras that so eagerly surrounded her. Each reporter examined her beautifuly musled body that she had worked on since she could walk. Winning these games in her mind was easy, each puny little neck of district twelves kids could be easily broken. Though some of them had been careers as well they had lived in poverty since birth. Not surrounded by the plentiful bounty or riches that she had had, and will still have.
Jay stepped out of his car, and rolled his eyes inwardly as his mother tried to kiss him on the cheek. "Goodbye Mother." He said, stepping out and swinging the small pack he had of papers, and all the other necessary things to get in. It was almost impossible for someone to sneak in trying to be someone else because of all the papers needed. He saw the other girl from his district standing and surrounded by cameras. This time he did roll his eyes. "I see you've gotten yourself quite the fanclub." He said as he walked by, looking coldly at all the adoring cameramen. Of course he knew the girl. Lisette. It was considered unregal if someone didn't know all the other people from their district, if they were in the top three districts, who were able to be part of the Hunger Games. Of course, it was easier for Jay, because most District One families only had one child, and that child they poured all their energy into getting them where they wanted to have their child in life. For some, it was the Hunger Games, for others, it was cutting diamonds. Jay knew Lisette to be slightly vain and a little snobby, but then, she probably knew him to be cold, uncaring, and to have a sharp tongue. He knew of no one in his district that made him do a double-take, or to think about anything other than sizing them up. That was the way he was raised, and that was how it would probably always be for him.
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
Lisette smiled, she needed to make an alligance. Soon enough disctrict one would be invited into their dressing rooms where their stylists would tear them appart and make them beautiful for the indroduction ceremony, where they would hop up on a float and wave to the croud, making their first live appearance in the capitol. this is when she would ask Jay to form an aligance. Then when they were the last two standing he will die in his sleep, If she did not find another oppertunity.
Jay narrowed his eyes, thinking. She would probably be his best chance at an alliance, because if he tried to ally with any of the poorer kids, they would all try to kill him over and over. Of course, she'd be the one trying to kill him in the end, but he wouldn't let that happen. He could see the muscles under her clothes, and also saw that her neck was quite skinny. Easy enough to snap. But he'd use her first to get rid of all the other competitors.
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."