Post by Wren Hartwood on Jan 16, 2016 12:38:11 GMT -6
Wren had JUST made inside the hospital when a crowd of peacekeepers surrounded them. That's too many...There's no way... He gave the rest of the group a knowing look, walked outside, and laid his baton on the ground. Wren raised his hands in the air and spoke,...
"My name is Wren Hartwood. I am a tribute from District Seven in the Quarter Quell. They tell me I am a rebel in a war in the Capitol. If I have done anything wrong, forgive me. Forgive us all.
My belief is that peacekeepers should help keep the peace-not bring violence. I know this has not always been the case. If I am not able to change the world, perhaps I can inspire change in the relationship between peacekeepers and ordinary citizens. Please, let me work with you for a better Panem. I think we all want the same thing, we just...go about in different ways to get it.
I'm in love with a peacekeeper. I am friends with peacekeepers. I believe we can work together in true peace. The Phoenix Accord has been doing exactly that. Why should we be killing each other? No one should have to die....Please, forgive us. For whatever we've done. We surrender. I surrender."
There were tears in Wren's eyes as he kneeled with his hands behind his head. Peacekeepers can be beautiful...peacekeepers can do beautiful things...right?Cal showed me, they can love.They can forgive.
Post by Valeria DeMasque on Jan 16, 2016 15:16:00 GMT -6
"Why..." Val thought to herself as she was surrounded, "I was ready for the rebels...at least that meant Gwen would.."
Valeria put one hand in the air to signify her peaceful surrender but her other hand firmly grasped Gwen's. "Don't worry," she whispered, "it's a miracle we've made it this far and I don't plan on wasting it..."
There was still hope... There had to still be hope... It couldn't end like this...
"No matter what happens," she continued evenly as the peacekeepers reached for their handcuffs, "know that..."
Her hand was ripped from Gwen's as a peacekeeper forced it into a metal cuffs.
Post by Sydney Gardiner on Jan 16, 2016 16:23:14 GMT -6
Sydney's heart fell as the door was pounded and she felt her pulse increase. Taking deep breaths, she looked around at the others with a feeling of panic. She wasn't ready to die, she really wasn't. Her hands were ripped from the air as she was placed in metal cuffs.
She paused to look at the others and smile sadly.
"Well guys, it's been one hell of a time...let's hope I didn't wind up giving up my life in vain. Keep fighting the good fight, guys."
Post by Cal Mensen on Jan 16, 2016 16:40:16 GMT -6
OOC: I'm between the wedding and the reception, fantastic timing there Vester.
Cal is seething with anger. All that we've done, all that we've fought for, those we had to let go... It can't end like this...
Seeing Wren and the others march forward, he wanted nothing more than to grab Wren's baton and lash out at their captors. Disgusted in the peacekeepers and to an extent his past self, he would not see them triumph.
Hearing his friends' words, Cal stops himself. No matter how dire their circumstances, he had a promise to uphold. To continue living.
He rests on his knees, placing a hand on Wren's shoulder. After a light squeeze, he lets go, placing his hands over his head.
I won't let you die alone, Wren. This just can't be how this ends... How we end...
Post by Gwendolyn Fisk on Jan 16, 2016 17:03:42 GMT -6
The only thing Gwen could focus on was Val's hand in hers. She felt an eerie calm wash over her as the peacekeepers surrounded them. Weren't the rebels supposed to be here?
The next thing Gwen noticed was Val's hand being torn from hers. She looked at Val, thinking it was going to be for the last time. At least she gets to live.
"...I love you."
Gwen smiled. Another peacekeeper was coming their way. Before he could reach them she grabbed Val and gave her a lingering kiss, "I love you, too." There was so much more to say, but it would have to do as the peacekeeper tore her away. She dropped to her knees in surrender. She barely caught Holly's whisper.
"Pfft. I was going to seduce my way out. Unless you got a better idea," Gwen smirked.
Cal Mensen: I believe you edit the post. You can either rewhisper to everyone (too much work), or copy and paste the whispers into public text. I'd imagine you'd want to give some sort of symbol or notation that they were once whispers.
Jan 23, 2016 17:42:35 GMT -6
Holly Edison: Just copy it before you go to edit...sometimes it disappears
Jan 23, 2016 18:37:20 GMT -6
Wren Hartwood: I hope everyone enjoys my amazing but wasted bird ending lol
Jan 24, 2016 10:16:08 GMT -6
Cal Mensen: It was pretty great, I could see it having been carried out as part of Wren's mind breaking, like a delusion only he could see
Jan 24, 2016 13:38:18 GMT -6
Holly Edison: READ ALL THE THINGS
Jan 24, 2016 14:06:01 GMT -6
Cal Mensen: Archive binge!
Jan 24, 2016 15:47:17 GMT -6
Cal Mensen: I think reading all the other Day 9 locations hit me harder than the finale. Fuck...
Jan 24, 2016 17:38:46 GMT -6
Eloise Sugarglider: Anyones in particular, i havent madr it to binging yet.
Jan 24, 2016 18:17:59 GMT -6
Cal Mensen: Yours... Watchtower... Market...
Jan 24, 2016 18:47:49 GMT -6
Gwendolyn Fisk: Wallace, I loved your Day 9.
Jan 26, 2016 16:56:35 GMT -6
Wallace Barker: Thank you! I loved reading everything that happened with everyone :3 SUUUUUPER depressing.
Jan 26, 2016 17:36:51 GMT -6
Holly Edison: I miss this game.
Oct 25, 2018 12:51:36 GMT -6
Cal Mensen: Same here, part of me wants to allocate some time aside to building a new one in a different setting. It'd be easier to devote time to if there's a shard interest.
Nov 26, 2018 10:38:10 GMT -6