{Deaths Door} Thundy, Semper; Blitz

[cass]

` ` Surge Alder , ,

I hated training, I hated watching all those people show off, when I knew I could do nothing. When I knew I was incapable of all the things we were expected to do in the arena. I moved slowly into the room, trying my best to keep away from everyone. I didn't want to make friends and more so since the twist came out. I didn't want to know people I had to kill. The sadest part was I needed people to help me. I needed allies otherwise I was sure I was going to die. Afterall I had never trained and I didn't know if I could defend myself.

Then suddenly I was angry. All my life I had understood why the Capitol idiots did this, but... the thing is you just don't fully understand until you are thrown into the situation, youdon't get it until you actually have to fight for your life. I only thought I understood, but what the Capitol wants isn't punishment. They want entertainment. Prehaps a long time ago it was punishment, but now that has a ll changed and the Games are just another form of entertainment for the Capitol people... and now I'm part of it.

I glare angrily at all of them, at all the stinky, fat and lazy Gamemakers that crowd around the edges whatching us like an eagle would whatch prey. To them we were nothing. We were disposable. I wanted nothing more to go up there and hurt them, make them suffer as I was right now. Because you see, thinking like this wasn't me. I wasn't a cruel person, I k new not vilonce. I knewnothing to keep myself alive. Even though i was going to fight all the way. I didn't know how long it would last seeing as I was incapable of hurting another person. A shudder ripples through my body. And my glare turns into a scowl. I laugh bitterly. I wa spositive that so many children had thought as I had, they thought they could not kill, but they all did... Afterall you had to kill to win.

OOC: Sorry for the Crapy post, I'm in a rush Dx

[semper]

Dominic's emerald green eyes scanned the building. He couldn't ward off the looming sense of dread. Everyone else looked horribly intimidating, and here he was, a crazy boy from District 7, thrown into all this mess. He couldn’t do anything, so why was he even in the training center? Everyone’s forced to go here, but you’re not expected to do anything.

[/color] Encouraged by this, Dominic hung back in the corner, avoiding everyone else.

With his back to one wall and side to the adjacent one, the boy remained antisocial. He didn’t want to get to know anyone since there would be no alliances, but at the same time he didn’t want to seem heartless. You’ll all be fucking heartless in the arena.[/color] He cringed at the thought. He had already committed one murder, and to do another one sent shivers down his spine. There was nothing he wanted more than to not have to kill anyone. Then you’re going to die and not see Jana.[/color] A cold wave of fear swept over him and he felt his face go pale. Not seeing Jana again was worse than death, in his opinion. She was all he wanted. ’Maybe… maybe I should try something…’ Gathering up a small bit of courage, he stepped away from the wall and made a bee line for the axes, but bumped into someone who had been laughing. ”I’m sorry,” Dominic said quickly, turning around to see who it was he had bumped into. He couldn’t match a name to the face, but he wasn’t really sure he wanted to at this point.


((Super short, but we’re running out of time. D: ))

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