Name: Zach Brody
Age(12-18): 15
Gender:Male
District(See below): 10
((I decided not to skip the train ride and the other workings of the pre-game, mainly because of the RP oportunities...
Also, you guys rolled dang good on a bunch of things. This could get interesting.))
Zach Brody is fairly muscular, for his age. He worked with the cattle of District 10, so he had to be. The constant herding and butchering of the cattle was what his life consisted of. His family was a rich one, for the district, his father being the head of the Cattle industry. His life of luxury changed dramatically, though, at this years reapings.
Everything was normal. You got in line, had your blood drawn, and counted your odds. You never had to get any Tesserae, so the odds of you getting picked were low, in compairison to others. 4 times, you had it in. 4 out of the over 10,000 that were being reaped. Those odd are good.
"Ladies first!" Pipes the announcer. The lady up front dips her witch-like fingernails into the glass bowl, audibly scraping them along the sides of the bowl. The entire audience holds their breath as she twirls her fingers through the bowl. Finally, after what seems like forever, but was probably only a few seconds, she grabs a slip and reads it.
"Ros Kilstien!" Everyone breaths a sigh of relief. A solitary cry is heard from the crowd, and Ros, a girl of only 12, slowly begins to walk up to the podium.
The process repeats, and you hold your breath. This is it, the moment of truth. The paper comes out of the bowl, and gets read.
"Zach Brody!"
What? Did you hear that right? You see others looking at you, urging you to move. You see yourself begin to move, but you cant tell if you are being pushed or if you're walking of your own accord. You hear your heart beating in your chest, and feel yourself beginning to fade.
No. You cant black out now. Not now, while everyone is watching. You force yourself to walk, and barely make it to the stand, before the announcer grabs your hand and raises it. You vaguely hear people clapping, and then the anthem. Afterwards, you get brisquely sent off into the capital building.
Just as you think you're beginning to feel a little bit better, your family rushes in. Your mother immediately bursts into tears, and your sister tries to console you. Your father is giving advice. He says that you should never underestimate your enemy, that you need to stay away from people, and that you should never, ever eat anything you dont recognise.
Is there anything you want to say while with your family for what coul be the last time?