New challenge, new people [Ivy]

[Kolo Osei]

'The air in here is different.' The almost 6 foot blond boy said as he landed his foot on the grounds of the Capitol. He has just been reaped with a girl named Ivy Soren which means they will die. Err, fight for their own lives and murder strangers for the crowds eyes. Yes, that's the right term for it. Kolo was brought to their room with mixed emotions. He felt sad because he has .1% chance of living, fear of dying, angry because the capitol people are sick people, and happy because he might be able to avenge her sister.

The 63rd Hunger Games. Kolo has only watched a few of the past hunger games and couldn't help but think that he's doomed. People killing each other, those screams for mercy, begging for their lives. The thought of it sickens him but what can he do. He will experience those kinds of situations weeks from now and he couldn't really do anything about it.

Sighing, he went straight to his room to get changed, wanting to forget all of these thoughts for now. He took a shower and wore a white shirt, black jeans and a pair of sneakers. He then walked out of his room, sighs one more time and stands by the window, deciding to look out and think.

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you are my sweetest downfall
i loved you first, i loved you first
beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
i have to go, i have to go

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In a place so full of things designed to amuse and delight, I feel quite alone. For the first eleven years of my existence, the closest thing I had to entertainment was Indigo, although I couldn't see her properly in the darkness. We couldn't run nor play - never mind wander streets freely, attending party after party and shopping to our hearts content. Perhaps this is why when the television was first shown to me and the dancing figures of tributes played out before me, I was fascinated with the moving pictures and unaffected by the brutal slaughter that was taking place before my eyes.

Here, I am simply overwhelmed with the things to see and do. Even looking out of the window causes me to wince a little - the skyline is ever so bright and a miriade of shining colours. I hate myself for doing it when I turn away and tiptoe across the hall, swinging open the door to my district partner's room. I've spent so long trying to be free of my home. Now I walk with open arms into the only part of it I have left.

"Nice view, Jolo?"

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and history books forgot about us
and the bible didn't mention us
and the bible didn't mention us, not even once
you are my sweetest downfall

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[Kolo Osei]

The sight of the Capitol made him sick. This place is never like District 9. The food is good, people look like retards, etc. Well, of course it would look different, I mean, this is the Capitol for god's sake. In a few days, he would be thrown in an arena with 24 other tributes and they will murder each other there. Kolo shook his head sidewards, sighing. He's gonna have a headache from all these thinking. For one moment, he never thought about his parents. "Eh.. They're celebratin probably." He whispered to himself.

Kolo was about to walk out of the room to get some fresh air but was stopped by a voice. It was a female voice. He turned around and saw a girl, familiar face. 'Hmm.. Oh yeah! My district partner' "Nice view, Jolo?" He heard. 'Jolo..' "Kolo. And it was alright." He said, correcting the girl who might have mistaken his name. Kolo couldn't help but to stare at her. Clueless as to why, he shook his head sidewards lightly and returned to looking outside the window.

"How are you?" Asking the girl, trying to spike a conversation up. He isn't really the type to make friends but he thought that he could atleast talk to his district partner.

[d1f october rhapsody fray ❁]

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you are my sweetest downfall
i loved you first, i loved you first
beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
i have to go, i have to go

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Usually, I resent being the honorary guest at the pity parties those around me frequently throw. Now, though, tragedy is common as brainwashing and nobody knows my story. Nobody knows me, either. This is why it doesn't surprise me when the strangers smile and ask questions without hesitation - they are not to know that the usual reaction I give is bitter and harsh. Indigo would like it if I were more friendly - for her, I learned to keep my mouth shut and let her do the talking. Nodding and smiling are my most useful talents. (The ability to stomach large quantities of alcohol and drugs is also up there.)

The boy corrects me, obviously unaware of my distaste for using actual names. "How are you?" he says, a little awkwardly. I picture Indigo beside me and do my best to say what she would; she's so friendly. "Fantastic." (Not the best of starts, but decidedly reasonable.) "Sitting in your room alone, eh, Jolo? Anyone would think you were homesick."

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and history books forgot about us
and the bible didn't mention us
and the bible didn't mention us, not even once
you are my sweetest downfall

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[Kolo Osei]

'There's no turning back.' Kolo thought to himself thinking about the hunger games again. It sucks really, but he can't do anything about it. Maybe he could avenge her sister this way. 'I can win this.. I can do this.' Nodding lightly, he smirked, trying to completely change his mindset from 'I'm gonna die I'm gonna die' to 'I'll win this shit'. He turned his head to the girl and looked at her and wondered if she has any relatives back home.

'Fantastic?' Kolo was puzzled. How could one feel fantastic knowing that there's a 99% chance that he/she will get murdered by someone. "How so?" He asked. "Ko-lo. I want to return back to our District. Home. But I can't so.. yeah. I just miss our district. How about you? Don't you miss our district or anyone specific?" Words just came out of his mouth. He doesn't really talk to anyone back home. He gave the girl a faint smile and sighed.