[Day 3] Individual Rowing

[lance]

INDIVIDUAL ROWING

Welcome to the Individual Rowing tournament of the third Panem Olympic Games! The swimming pool is located within the aquatics center, with stands for spectators traveling from Districts One, Two, Four, and the Capitol to watch the competitors. Television cameras are set up around as well, to broadcast the event to anyone staying home as well as to the other districts who aren't as lucky and competent as you all! Please be sure you stretch and warm up with your coaches before you're called to the pool for your race, and remember, make your district proud!

The execution of this event is simple. Feel free to roleplay your character during the row, and then paste the code [*roll=12000+36000] without the asterisks into your post and roll, as you would with a Hunger Games die. This will result in a four-digit number that will correspond to a time, which is read with a decimal point separating the first three and the last two digits (e.g. 36000 is read as 360.00 seconds) This time is in seconds, and I will convert it into minutes.

The race is 1500 meters long. The competitor with the lowest time wins this event. Times for this event will be continually updated on this thread.

After everyone has rolled, feel free to edit your post with your character's reaction if you so desire, but please keep it to one post rather than multiple.

There is NO POSTING ORDER; you may post whenever you please. Keep in mind that this event must be wrapped up by the end of the Olympics Day.

Roster
1. Rolex Ghram - Kire
2. Eva Tidestone - Arrows
3. Katrina Sykes - charade
4. Torka Hammerfell - Noah Vau - D2 (Cato)
5. Yoel Staite - d6a georgie cham 🍓🐢 frankel
6. Peggy Fray - D6f Carmen Cantelou [aza]
7. John Tripe - uwu
8. Marshall Dunn - lance



Standings
1. Peggy Fray - 361.80
2. John Tripe - 366.18
3. Katrina Sykes - 440.25
4. Rolex Ghram - 440.46
5. Yoel Staite - 460.94


TL;DR
Dice: [*roll=12000+36000]
Deadline: 09/16 ~11:59pm EST

[d6a georgie cham 🍓🐢 frankel]

Y O E L S T A I T E

A lot has happened to Yoel in such a short space of time. A tsunami that nearly tore his family apart and his cousin taken away in the storm of the games. So much terror to fall upon such a sweet little boy but he was able to somehow pull through the trauma on his own accord and quite quickly. He still has the mind of a child and even if the world has showed him darkness, Yoel is able to seek out the small signs of light and catch them in his own hands. It’s like he has some magical unknown power where he is able to make everything better again.

As soon as he was able to be a kid again, he went back to his adventurous ways, fixing the row boat that was damaged in the climatic event. Again he was out on the calm tides, rowing across the horizon, the shore of the land always to his left. Something about that disaster made him very wary about the ocean, he dared now row out too far on it, worried that it may swallow him up like it did to the many hundreds in the District.

Now he is able to row without worry but in competition. Taking on his own hobby in a competition, with the very chance of obtaining a medal to take home to his family. He can see their faces already as he presents to gold to them but mainly he is in this for the thrill, he’ll have a crowd watching him do what he loves.

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[charade]

Katrina stared at the rowboats with glee. Sure, they weren't as nice-looking as the one she owned, but the point was that she owned one. How many of her fellow olympians could say that? How many of them could say they had survived the tsunami that had hit district four? How many of them had gone rowing and given a hundred and ten percent to go out as far as they could, before giving another twenty percent to get home. How many of them had sailed around piscatus isle with nothing but the wind at their back? How many of them had run over swimmers that had idiotically surfaced in front of her path without there being enough time for her to turn the boat?

She paused for a moment and stopped thinking about that last one as it had no bearing on the current situation, and in fact, was something she was trying to forget. The kid had been okay afterwards anyway, and hard to get rid of. Katrina made a mental note not to give any drowning people cpr anymore in case any more of them got lovesick. But that too, was besides the point. What she needed to focus on whether or not any of the others was a threat, but she had a sneaking suspicion that the answer was none of them. Not even the others from four. And if no one from four was going to beat her, then no prick from district one or blockhead from district two was going to take this from her either.


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[D6f Carmen Cantelou [aza]]

P E G G Y F R A Y

Fray falls to a Hammerfell, but falling is not part of what is takes to wear the name.

We are legends, and like legends, we never really die.

I glance to the boats. I'd been in one only once before; I was more of a weaponry girl, although I do train in other areas when I have the time.

And time—that's what is pivotal. It can change the way you think and you act. Time is what turns a normal person into someone less than human. You pay the price of your humour, personality, essence and uniqueness, but the outcome is something extraordinary.

Something close to being a monster.

Perhaps that is what the Hammerfell boy is.

A monster; large man who managed to stand in the way of my glory and break a non-existent crown. Not even a moment of doubt or thought of the consequences, his eyes were focussed only on achieving the great.

But mine were too. I didn't understand it, I still don't understand it—training goes only too well but in the thick of it, I seem to fall at the first hurdle.

If all we are is the remnants of stars, why am I sewn together with a thread of failure?

My head shakes, a hand running through my hair as I settle into the boat. 

Simple motion: back and forth, back and forth. Inhale then exhale, back then forth.

Come on, I think, my fingers clutching the oars. 

I am stardust, I am a legend, and therefore, I can.

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[Kire]

Does, Says, Thinks

The memories were already coming back. This was the third time now that he had been here, sitting in this boat at the start line and waiting for the signal to go. The first time had been the best, by far. He had been so eager - and nervous - about getting started. Rowing with all his might, he had won bronze. The fact that he had competed against others his age or older and placed third was amazing.

The second time had been a humiliation. Cocky from his last medal win, he had gone in expecting to place again. Instead, he had rowed up dead last and watched as three other people received the medals he had so thought would be his. If there was anything the Olympics had taught him, it was that excitement, not arrogance, was what lead to a good competitor.

This time, the third time, he was more tempered. Older, more experienced, with a couple medals from other events also under his belt - or around his neck - he was confident that he was meant to be here, but did not assume anything was for sure. The results would only be known once the last boat crossed the finish line, and not a millisecond sooner.

Ready at the oars.
Set at the start line.

Go.

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I want to kill someone. This is the second day in a row that my parents forcefully woke me up because I supposedly signed up for another olympic event. I know I have terrible memory, but I eventually remember. I still don't remember singing up for the beach volleyball yesterday. Hell, I don't even know that the Olympics was happening. I don't think I did that well. Don't think about it. Don't bring back those memories.

Today I had rowing, which wasn't that bad. At least the only person I can emberass is myself. It's only me in the boat. I'm used to working a sailboat, not so much a rowing boat. Always better to try it now in front of loads of people, right? I hope on in and get ready to blast off. As soon as the gun blasts, my body starts pumping.

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[Arrows]

Eva Tidestone

Slipping beneath the tranquil surface of commoness was all too easy. For as Eva calmly rowed out across salt kissed sea she knew why she was here. A legend to be formed, a figure for the forgotten to look towards as a beacon. For the hope that somewhere beyond Eva's sight another would rise above their suffering. Would rise above a condition binding them to whatever it is. Eva's own barrier lies within her brittle bones but now she was just as equal as those surrounding her. That's why when the starting gun fires she rows with not just with her heart, but with her bones. If they dare to break then she would let them, yet no matter what she would see herself through the sea's finish line. 

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[Noah Vau - D2 (Cato)]

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Torka Hammerfell

Rowing is easy. It involves a lot of upper body strength, and I have that. I've worked with weights so much that I got this in the bag. And my opponents look weak. I can beat them easily. Turning from one person to another, I try to hide the excitement of the competition. A flame grows inside me, and the only way to extinguish the flame is to win. I've lost more than I care to admit, but I can do this. I climb into the tiny boat like thing realizing district fours probably have an advantage in this, but it won't stop me from squashing them. And when it's time I row all my might with the intention of not letting anyone forget my name.

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