Diabolical Daemonic ’s Comments (group member since Oct 03, 2010)

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Because some people like anime...? And its also the most popular pictures online...?

Lyat was barely conscious as they dragged her onto the train, her eyes blurred with tears.

Lir growled, boarding the train. What did he care if he died?

((hmmm, a strongly worded message you say?))

GALE! Why? Because he is a woodsy boy and capable, unlike a baker boy. Don't go against me people, I know what I'm talking about.

Lir Daichi sat against a wall, ignoring the burning in his stomach. He had been living on the streets for three years now, working under the table for the wealthier people in district 9.

He took an idle swing from the bottle resting against his knees, wondering what month it was. A crowd of people stood not far away, and his clouded mind worked through why people would be gathered here when they could be working in the forges.

Oh gods, its not another reaping already? he thought sluggishly, crawling to his feet. He wore the white clothes common in his district, the mud splatters on his clothes made all the more evident.

He stumbled toward one of the more sympathetic patrons and tapped his shoulder, voicing his question. The woman nodded, clutching her two children fearfully to her chest.

He turned his attention towards the announcer, wondering who the unlucky sap would be thrown into the games.

The announcer fished in the bowl, pulling out the tributes name.

"The male tribute for this year is.....LIR DAICHI!" the man shouted, searching the crowd for the tribute.

Lir buckled over, any signs of being drunk disappearing. Behind him, he could hear Gage Helrick snickering, pushing him towards the stage. Only one thought rang through his mind as the traitorous hands pushed him to his grave.

Oh crap

Lyat Faltow twisted her way into the courtyard, swinging the jade pendant in her hand. District 6 was always beautiful this time of year, and she spent every moment she could outside. Even reaping day
couldn't spoil her mood.

She moved close to the stage, winking at her friends and acquaintances.

She wore a short red dress with jade, one of her mothers personal favourites, proudly, for not many could afford such a thing here.

Lyat waved at the announcer as he pulled out a tributes name, waiting to see which of her friends would go to their dooms.

"Lyat Faltow, would you come to the stage!" commanded the announcer boldly, waving a hand expectantly.

Lyat faltered, her vision blurring as she crashed to one knee, fainting.

name: Lyat Faltow
age: 14
gender: Female
district: 6
looks:
personality: wild, good natured.
history: Was raised by her older sister, never learned any morals.
skills: Is excellent with hand-to-hand combat and has an extensive knowledge of poisonus materials.

name: Lir Daichi (pronounced Dah-cee)
age: 15
gender: Male
district: 9
looks:
personality: Silent, wary, cold.
history: Father died when he was young, was raised by a mother who hated him, was glad when he was reaped.
skills: Is an expert with a sword, and throwing knives.

ThHats not what I meant! I just meant that I forgot to say he was one of my favourite charries along with Gale and Haymitch. XD

Hmmm, I forgot about Finnick...

lmao, it took me awhile to figure out the trick too.

Yes, which is why I'm named Patricia, thank the gods I wasn't born a guy.

Thanks, I like your too.

My name is Lyat W. Dreamwillow

Tell me about it.

Its actually kind of weird. My Brothers and Sisters were all born on the 15, 16, and the 17.

.....yeah....

My granmother and father were all born in the same month as me, and all were ten days apart.

....lol

March 17

Guy that travels through dimensions and time called the doctor.

lol, and I've watched Docotr Who. Not the new season though, don't like it.

lol, see-yah!