We are falling behind D: HELP! ALSO expect more arts and stories from me this weekend, I am working very hard on hand made arts, but I am also having problems and school, should be better this weekend
We have a stamp! thanks to Mix!♥
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Sponsor Psycho in the Summer 2013 4th Hunger games!
People who will support Psycho until his end will receive a little something from me to them in order to thank you!♥
Now, can you support/sponsor/help Psycho? Simple! Just follow these simple guidelines!♥
1- To send him a care package in the games, just drop a comment saying what you want to send him, but choose wisely, you can onlt send him one care package every two weeks! Also, the care package can't have weapons or magical/unrealistic properties.
2- Even the tiniest drawing can make Psycho survive a little more time. All you need to do is make a drawing of psycho related to the hunger games!♥ If you have no idea of what to draw, here is an idea: Draw you favorite part of his story so far!
I want to thank you all already for the support you will bring me!♥
PEOPLE WHO HELP/SPONSOR/SUPPORT PSYCHO:
You guys will have some special Psycho stuff that you will be allowed to use only during the time of the games, such as stamps and pagedolls!♥
Let me know if you want to be a sponsor or wish to be, I'll add you name here!♥
ARTS SO FAR:
.: The Calm Before the War:.
I had a hard time sleeping last night, as much as I was excited for it, I was scared and stressed. I knew it could mean the world for my family if I won this year for many reasons, the money, the house but mainly the fact that I would be coming back alive to them. It was a lot of pressure to think that I could hurt the feelings of the ones who raised me by not paying an off attention to the games, I had to be sly and agile, to hide probably, but I had to keep my dignity and if I had to die it wouldn’t be without a fight. I rolled on my side, lost in my thoughts, not too sure of what I should do now. It was too early to get up, but going back to sleep would do nothing. I looked at the door on my right and smiled.
*Why not one last time, who knows, it might truly be my last.*
I grabbed a towel and headed to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked awfully tired. I smirked shyly and looked back. There it was: THE SHOWER! I wonder if any other tributes like the shower
.: 3,2,1... :.
The sun was blinding me as the platform rose in the arena. When I could see well again, there were only ten seconds left before we were off. I gazed at my opponents and decided I would aim for the cornucopia. I could get something useful; I am not scared by that bloodbath. Who knows, maybe I could be a part of it… My heart was pounding hard and I could feel the adrenaline rushing into my veins. The butterflies in my stomach made me anxious to start. I was at the tip of my platform, ready to slain anyone that would get in my way, I had no mercy. There it was, the famous countdown ending. 3… I blinked. 2... I took a deep breath. 1… I got in position.”May the odds be ever in your Favor!” The signal was sent, it was a go! The sound disturbed me a little, but not an off to make me panic or anything.
It felt like everything was going in slow motion, it felt so weird… I skipped a few dogs that were already battling to death in front of the platforms. I
.: Walking around :.
I have been walking for a long time now and the sun was slowly setting and the air was getting colder. I smelled the air in all of the possible directions, making sure no one was after me. Once I was secure, I tempted to climb in a three next to me. It was harder than I expected since it was slippery… I was very exhausted and got a little angry with myself, so I used that to try again. I was so determined to get in that one that I left some claw marks, which is not very good, it can give signals to the other tributes that I am up here… I tried to see what I could do. There was branch next to mine that was from another three. I took a chance, grabbed all I had and jumped. I could mean the end for me or a great night sleep. I finally landed on the branch! I made it! I was almost too happy, it was weird to think that when you are in the hunger games. I took the textile out and used it as a blanket and protection from the rain or snow if there was to be any. I took a mo
.: Abandon's death :.
Would you look at this… What a perfect timing! I know how my sponsor like the blood being shed, so I know exactly what I am going to offer them. I crawled up into a tree, just to make sure he would not spot me first. I wanted to take him out with my own way of doing it. I just needed to keep a good distance between both of us. I am still debating if I am going to talk to him before killing him or simply put him out? I still had some time to think about it as I jump from a tree to another. It is one big decision, but I told myself it is better if I take him out fast so I can go on with my mountain climbing. Something bad was about to happen and I want to be ready when it does. So, I went back on my tribute hunting and it is soon going to be the time for me to hit. I want to end this fast, and no, I will not just give up on the idea of killing abandon.
I leap down from the tree and land and Abandon’s back. I simply say:
“Sweet dreams big boy!”
And you could hear
The Sponsor's GameThe Sponsor's Game
The sky was dark by the time any of the tributes left training and made their way up to the rooftop to mingle with potential sponsors. Among those sponsors was Kahlan, modestly dressed young woman. But she wasn’t looking to get to know the competition and find a dog she was willing to sponsor; she already knew she was going to help survive. That one was the dog named Psycho. He was the first one on the rooftop, but rather than jump at the chance to meet him before the others she waited. She wanted him to have this opportunity to win over the others who didn’t quite know who they were sponsoring yet. So she sat on a luxurious plush couch near an open aired fire pit, watching and waiting.
She noted that Psycho hadn’t changed as much during his training as many of the other tributes had. He had bulked up slightly, and though she knew all his scores were better, he didn’t appear physically different. One of the reasons for that was of course becau
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