Welcome the Living Doll (Open)
Feb 15, 2012 22:23:10 GMT -5
Post by sierra on Feb 15, 2012 22:23:10 GMT -5
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
The darkness was home to all when the Games came to town. Sierra knew it was only time before the Games came again. She sighed and looked into the mirror before her. The woman finished touching up her make-up and Sierra pouted her lips. The woman smiled. No doubt from the Capitol. Sierra hated some of this. She hated being a poster child for the Games...the very thing that killed so many people. She turned and stood, walking towards the center of the room where a screen had been set up. The screen showed the Games slogan, painted onto a black background.
She stood before it and faced the photographer. He handed her a teddy bear and she snuggled it close to her. The moves were so familiar...a pout, a twirl..easy. The photographer clapped with delight as she posed over and over. It was a performance...no one cared who she really was. No one wanted to know. She was the girl on the image...the living doll.
After the shoot she was again having her make-up fixed. We couldn't have any camera people taking her image if it wasn't perfect could we? She sighed when she was finally left alone. She looked at herself in the mirror and realized she didn't really know who she was anymore.
"And here we have the camera studios, where currently promotional material for the next Games is being shot." She turned at the sound of the tour guide and wanted to roll her eyes. A bunch of tourists stood behind him, mostly Capitol or lower district member's. The guide saw her and ushered his group forward. "And oh my goodness. Can it be? Ladies and gentlemen we have the privilege of seeing none other than one of the most popular faces in Panem, Sierra Cross!"
The tourists ood and awwd and Sierra stood and dropped a curtsy as some cameras went off around her for the second time today. "You are too kind, really. I'm nothing more than a humble subject of our most amazing Capitol. Do you not agree it is the most splendid found today?" She smiled, knowing what the answer was. It was all so scripted. For once she wanted someone to treat her like she was real.[/color]