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aurorasnowluxe​:

“i – i mean, you can say no if you want to,” rory muttered, unsure if she was just teasing him, or somehow offering herself an out there, too. she drew her bottom lip between her teeth. “i just.. don’t like granola bars, so –”

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“I know,” he replied, sensing that Rory wasn’t actually in the mood to fake-fight (although it didn’t surprise him much). “Want to go find some better food instead? No granola bars, promise. We could go get frozen yogurt?” The last time they’d gotten frozen yogurt together was ages ago, but surely she still liked it, right? And he’d heard she’d spoken to his sister, he was desperately curious what Rory was thinking. It had to be weird, right? Or did it just feel like anyone else to Rory?

#rory #125 #im sorry i sat here desperately attempting to come up with food categories #froyo is all ive got

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tommy-tankangine​:

Tommy followed Apollo’s lead, stood on the mat and nodded. He brought both of his arms up, but they were thin and weak and clearly not in the right place. “Do you just go for it?” He asked then, genuinely clueless.

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Oh dear. Apollo had encountered a lot of bad cases in the past, but this was something else. “Uh. No. Let’s start with your feet. If you stand with your feet that close together, you’re just gonna knock yourself over.” He demonstrated, then nudged Tommy’s foot with his toe. “You try. Forget the arms for a second.”

#tommy #125

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elizabcthevans​:

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“I won’t lie, it was pretty fucking terrible,” she said bluntly. “I mean it really sucked when it was Eli, don’t get me wrong. But I was here in the Tower and at least it feels like you can do something. So that’ll be an advantage you have, because I was out there in Nine with absolutely no way of affecting any of it. But… you know, you also have to just. Let go a little. Accept that what’s gonna happen is gonna happen. Something or someone comes up behind them, you see and they don’t — it’s not like they’re gonna hear you screaming out a warning.” Maybe it was too blunt, too callous, but Apollo was an adult and he would be going through it soon enough anyway.

Apollo nodded, grimacing. It was what he expected to hear, but it didn’t make it any easier. “You’re right. Yeah.” He rubbed a hand over his face, then pushed it through his hair. “I guess I shouldn’t be asking you about this shit so soon, sorry Liz.”

#elizabeth #125

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tommy-tankangine​:

“Wouldn’t that be a show?” he grinned, picturing the scene in his head. “Well” he hummed, thinking about it. “Auri says I should learn to throw a punch, I don’t know though, I told her I don’t reckon I’d be any good at that, what do you think?”

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“Nah, it’s a good thing to learn. Otherwise you’ll try it anyways in the Arena and break a finger.” He stood, patting the mat as he did to summon Tommy over. “Come on, I’ll show you. And if you’re really bad at it, I’ll tell you and we’ll find something better. Sound good?”

#tommy #125

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elizabcthevans​:

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When. Liz could understand wanting, even needing, to believe that a loved one would live. She had done it just six months ago. There had been no other option than for Eli to survive because the alternative was unthinkable. And yet here it was. “I’m sorry,” she told him sincerely. “You’ve lost a lot. I hope this is something that you’ve gained, I really do.”

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He nodded, unable to look Liz in the eye. She understood, and he knew she did. She’d seen both her cousin and her brother in the Arena. “What was it like watching your brother in there?” He didn’t know what to expect. There were always tributes, but he’d never been related to any of them when he’d be so helpless to every single thing that happened in the Arena.

#liz #125

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elizabcthevans​:

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She could understand that. In some alternate world, perhaps Abel had lost his Games and been brought back. Would she want to tell him how awful things had been after he’d died, or would she want to just tease him and call him Abe again? “I think if it was me I’d probably just want to pretend everything’s normal,” she said. “But I don’t always have the best way of dealing with shit, so. Maybe it’s better to sit her down and tell her like, real stuff. If you want to.” Was confession to the dead any use? What would she want to tell Eli if he came back?

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“I plan on it, I plan on it...” he reassured, waving away the concern. He planned on it, he did, but he always did, then skirted all of the difficult conversations. Maybe Rory had inherited too much of it, maybe that’s why they had fallen apart after Andie died. Andie made them have all the hard talks and kept them from running away. “At least, a blurry watercolor of it. She can get the dark details when she gets out, you know?”

#elizabeth #125

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tommy-tankangine​:

Tommy looked at the training centre around him and shrugged his shoulders. “Auri helped me build a fire, so I’m brilliant at that now” he said. He wasn’t, but he could probably get one started if it was necessary. “Can you teach me something?” He asked then. He wasn’t sure what, hopefully something that would be easy enough to pick up, because he wasn’t the best learner in the best of situations, and he was tired now.

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“Who knows, maybe you’ll be able to grill yourself a burger in there,” he pointed out, finishing up his granola bar. “I can tach you lots of things. Comes with the title of trainer. What do you want to learn?” He crinkled the empty wrapper in his hand and stuffed it into his bag.

#tommy #125

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isabela-leond2​:

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Isabela wrinkled her nose at the description but took the bottle anyway. She was absolutely parched, a drink that tasted like piss would just have to do. Taking the lid off, she raised it half-heartedly. “Cheers.” It was a sarcastic remark and then she took a quick sip and sat it down by their feet. “Okay, piss…” She paused to take a quick bite of the granola bar, “is an exaggeration.”  She laughed softly. 

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He looked at Isabela like she’d grown a second head. “What? I swear, you kids were all born with malfunctioning taste buds.” He shook his head- Rory always liked all kinds of things he found to be “too much” all the time too. “You feeling good to be back?” He remembered her from a year and a half ago, she’d been one of his top picks. It seemed she’d had it all, he’d frankly been shocked when her guard kept falling toward the end. Of all the tributes, she’d seemed the most sure of herself going in. Now, he saw her as a threat to Artemis, but he was trying hard to still care about other tributes (and he’d debrief Artemis on her weaknesses anyways). “Walking dead thing notwithstanding,” he added. 

#isabela #125

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elizabcthevans​:

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“How does she feel?” Liz asked, her tone growing softer as she spotted Apollo looking towards Artemis. He could see where Artemis might be angry that she’d died while Apollo had lived. “I feel like sibling relationships are already complicated enough, you don’t need to throw in resurrection.”

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“I don’t know,” he admitted. “None of our conversations have been very, um. Very deep.” He hadn’t realized it until he said it aloud, but when they had spoken, they skirted around the difficult topics. How their family mourned her death. The dark spots after, where he tried to fill the void with cheap booze and fleeting highs. The way Andie had pulled him back from the edge, the way she and Rory saved his life, the way that he’d always said he’d rather die than be a domestic, boring person, but it was the closest thing to real purpose he’d ever found. “I guess maybe I’m afraid of ruining the good stuff we only just got back, you know? It’s everything I ever wanted, so why question a good thing?” Except it all felt wrong, uncomfortable in a way that he could never fully settle into this new truth. Maybe it was because she might die again. Maybe it was because it wasn’t really her.

#elizabeth #125

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elizabcthevans​:

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“What is it like?” she asked, curious, though she didn’t want to press too much. Still, she didn’t have a loved one or anyone she knew at all who had returned from the dead, so she had no point of comparison to know what it was really like. “Is Artemis the same?”

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“Exactly the same,” he sighed. “Worst part is, I didn’t realize how much I had changed in the last 25 years, you know? Some of it is like no time had passed, but other parts...” His eyes found her at a nearby station, chatting with another tribute with a wide smile. Of course she was. “Those are the harder differences, I think. Don’t know what to do with those.”

#elizabeth #125

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aurorasnowluxe​:

rory, once again, shouldn’t have been down in the training centre. but there was some weird sense of comfort now, in the idea of having people around her that knew how to handle weapons, that weren’t the least bit interested in her presence. “mat,” rory nodded, immediately regretting both the decision and the determination with which she’d spoken, it clearly some spur-of-the-moment dumb idea.

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He raised an eyebrow in surprise that Rory didn’t pick the snack. It wasn’t that they hadn’t gone over the basics of a fight together (he was a trainer, she could be Reaped, how could they not?), but it certainly wasn’t what he expected. “I don’t know, kiddo. I’m having second thoughts, I think it might be embarrassing when you kick my ass in front of everyone.” He stood anyways, hoping, praying it might drag a smile out of her.

#aurora #125

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tommy-tankangine​:

“I don’t think I can gain enough weight to live off my body fat before the games” Tommy said with a sigh as he finished the granola bar. He’d always been slim, his metabolism working a little faster than others, and sometimes he was so busy trying to have fun that he’d forget about a meal or two. “I’m hoping my charm alone will get me some sponsors and they can send me on some food, preferably a burger, that’d be nice” he smirked.

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Apollo chuckled. “I’ll make a note of your favorite combo meal before you go in. Make sure that’s what gets sent down.” From what he’d seen, Tommy was just bizarre enough that he might actually win over sponsors even in as tough a competition as this, and he couldn’t believe that he was thinking that. But personality sold, he was going to be fun to watch in the Arena, just like he had been the first time. “But tell me you’ve worked on something that will actually help you in there? For my sanity as an equal-opportunity trainer.” Or... as much as he could be in the circumstances.

#tommy #125

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clover-c-darwin​:

“Oh honey - you are the golden boy. You’ll always be spring chicken!” She assured him before settling down nudging his side with her ellbows a little: “The day an Apollo Luxe becomes unattractive is the day the world will have been turned around.” She leaned back on the mat watching the busy crowd in the training center carefully. All these familiar faces popping around with some she had never seen before. it was like a time bomb just waiting to explode. “Well - it was indeed a lot less sleep than I had anticipated but Gwen is mostly an angel. Or as Haydn calls it: lazy. We are… pretty good though - ignoring the circumstances.”

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“Glad to hear it. You deserve it, Clover, really.” Lysander, he wasn’t so sure about, but Clover was someone steady and trustworthy. He hardly knew the guy, so maybe there was something there he wasn’t seeing. He wouldn’t make it his business unless it came to Rory, if anything happened at her job or-- heaven forbid-- she be Reaped. Despite the heaviness of Artemis being back, he still couldn’t help the relief that it was another Reaping passed that it wasn’t Rory. One step closer to her escaping the Games. “Haydn liking being a brother? I can give him all sorts of tips on being a great big brother if you want. Just don’t fact check them with Artemis.” The joke popped out so readily, it took him slightly aback. Only a couple days and already he was cracking jokes about his sister like no time had passed.

#clover #125

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TASK 006. MBTI.

ESFP.

An Entertainer (ESFP) is a person with the Extraverted, Observant, Feeling, and Prospecting personality traits. These people love vibrant experiences, engaging in life eagerly and taking pleasure in discovering the unknown. They can be very social, often encouraging others into shared activities.

I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you surely don’t deserve me at my best.

If anyone is to be found spontaneously breaking into song and dance, it is the Entertainer personality type. Entertainers get caught up in the excitement of the moment, and want everyone else to feel that way, too. No other personality type is as generous with their time and energy as Entertainers when it comes to encouraging others, and no other personality type does it with such irresistible style.

#ruleandtask #no header bc lazy

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artemisxluxe​:

“No, definitely not.” Artemis said as she wacked her brother’s hand, trying to get the bar out of her face. “Oh my gosh, you really have gotten old on me, how could this of happened..” She said, sounding like she was in distress but only playing around. “Hm, let’s see.. Chocolate cake, donuts, chocolate chip cookies, chocolate milk, a chocolate bar.. any of those.” She listed off.

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The sheer amount of sweetness in her list made his stomach turn, and-- oh God, he really was old. They both used to knock out buffets of food together like it was nothing (and because they usually turned it into some sort of competition). “Let’s try the cafeteria,” he said, forcing a grin and pushing himself onto his feet. Things were wrapping up for the afternoon, and there’d always be tomorrow’s new day of training anyways. “Plenty of that chaotic list of food there.”

#artemis #125 #huge gif soz

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TASK 004. MOODBOARD.

#Ruleandtask

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artemisxluxe​:

Artemis looked at the granola bar and made a face at it. “Really? That’s the best snack you can offer?” She asked, not impressed. “I guess that leads no choice but to choose mat. Unless you want to find me a better snack.” She laughed.

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“What?! Are you high? Granola bars are great!” he argued, waving the extra in her face as if it might suddenly make it more appetizing to her. He tried to remember whether or not he thought granola bars were good at 18-- and genuinely couldn’t recall. “What sounds good, then?”

#artemis #125