Post by Cal Mensen on Dec 14, 2015 13:30:26 GMT -6
Cal walks into the Rose Garden, a new area of the complex for him. He's glad to find it relatively deserted, takes a seat on the bench. The roses seem to glow with the field of stars and moon shining overhead, creating a mystic atmosphere, right out of play.
I may have made some enemies there, at the very least alienated some tributes. I'd rather they know why I fight rather than second-guess, though.
He lays on his back, his eyes looking up to the stars.
"If anyone is curious, they'll know where to find me. At least the view will be pleasant."
Post by Sharlot Cuprick on Dec 14, 2015 23:59:11 GMT -6
Unable to sleep, Sharlot headed to the Rose Garden. She couldn't stop thinking about Tarmo. The first Hunger Games would have been very different if she had been in control. If she hadn't hesitated. She shook her head. She had been watching way too many clips of him in the Media Library. She plopped down next to Cal, who seemed to also be deep in thought.
She waved and smiled at him. After a moment she grabbed Cal's hand and with her other hand she wrote letters in his palm.
Post by Wallace Barker on Dec 15, 2015 1:17:05 GMT -6
Wallace wandered into the Rose Garden in search of Solace from his hotel room and the rest of the games. Only to find Cal and Sharlot sitting next to one another, his hand in hers. Wallace swallowed hard and cleared his throat to make himself known.
"I... I hope I'm not interrupting anything". he said, keeping his voice steady. His eyes were cast downward but then a thought entered his head, his eyes searched for Cals.
"I don't think we've met Cal... I'm Wallace, from district 6." Wallace paused thoughtful for a moment.
Post by Wren Hartwood on Dec 15, 2015 7:09:14 GMT -6
Wren couldn't sleep, so he followed Cal back out to the rose garden, leaving some distance between them. He needed time to think after everything. When he stepped out, he noticed Cal and Sharlot talking, and saw Wallace walk up. I'm still not sold on him...but I do owe Sharlot an apology...why are they sitting so close?
Wren plopped down on the other side of Cal, about as close as he had been sitting to Sharlot. "Hey um...Sharlot. I owe you an apology. Look, I've been pacing around all day trying to wrap my head around the whispers everywhere and why so many people head down to the loading docks and I saw you hand something to Wallace. That was just sorta the last little thing that pushed me over the edge. I'm so sorry. It won't happen again."
Wren turned to face Wallace. "And I'm sorry for not trusting you. I'm just slow to trust new people, given my background. And things are getting crazy tonight. First we feared losing Millie as our mentor, then those intimidating girls were demanding information that wasn't technically mine to give, and then I saw Sharlot pass you something. I'm sure you could understand the need to be cautious. You yourself warned me about a kid getting poisoned by an ally. So...are we good?" Wren stuck out a hand, hoping for a peace shake.
Wren leaned in to Cal. "And you were right. The roses do look amazing out here at this time of night. I'm almost regretting sulking in the hallway and my room, but it did help clear my head a bit."
"The roses do look amazing out here at this time of night....So do you."
Post by Wren Hartwood on Dec 15, 2015 10:51:34 GMT -6
Wren leaned behind Cal to whisper to Sharlot. He noticed her hand, close to where he nearly set his own hand. What's going on here?
They demanded to know what the group's goal is. Holly said she was interested but needed more info & that trust goes two ways. So I basically just told her yes there's an accord. No one dies. etc. Gwen did the same, but seemed less hesitant. She sounded like she had wanted an accord but didn't think it would happen. I guess she heard Millie & Vester talking about the alcove and put two and two together. Gwen straight up asked me about an accord & I freaked, because I didn't know who had used those words to her. So that was part of my paranoia. Sorry. Also, I like Cal. I guess. Hope that's alright with our accord. I'll protect everyone equally, though.
Post by Cal Mensen on Dec 15, 2015 10:54:11 GMT -6
Cal jumps slightly forward as Sharlot places her hand on his back. With her hand there, and her other arm extended around his front to meet Wren's, he settles backwords, listening to the conversation in front of him.
He looks over at Wallace and shrugs, not sure what else to do at this point.
Post by Wallace Barker on Dec 15, 2015 14:42:31 GMT -6
Wallace held a hand out to Cal but it was quickly withdrawn to return to the seats they had. Wallace shrugged and followed him over
Wallace watched everything happening in silence until he was addressed by Wren, he took his hand and shook it with a shrug. "It's hard to trust anything under these circumstances. But sometimes it's just not worth letting these games get to you Wren." Wallace sighed contently "Sometimes you just have to accept whats happening even if you've done everything you can."
Wallace gave everyone a knowing smile.
Cal asked him if he had any hobbies. "Well, I used to work on the hovercrafts with my dad back in District 6. It was a great way to spend time when I wasn't at school". Wallace pulled the gear out of his pocket. "This is from one of the hovercrafts I was working on when I was back home. It was someth-". Wallace was cut off by the announcement.
He looked at Cal and the others, the color drained from his face.
Post by Wren Hartwood on Dec 15, 2015 15:15:13 GMT -6
Before running off, Wren takes something from inside his boot and shoves it into Cal's hand. He gives him a look that doesn't require words and sprints inside.
It's a bracelet made of redwood twigs, intertwined and braided. He scribbled a note to wrap around it, while running between their hotel room and the garden. "If separated, just survive. Tell me where you're going once you decide. I'll tell you, too. So we know. I'll do what I can to help you. Remember, No one dies. All my love, Wren."
Post by Wallace Barker on Dec 15, 2015 16:21:22 GMT -6
Wallace yelps as he is grabbed by his arm roughly and dragged to his feet by the peacekeeper. "Get off me you dick!" Wallace tugs hard against the peacekeepers hard grip on him. Suddenly the peacekeeper is knocked aside by Cal who throws his weight against him.
"Damn it Cal" Wallace growled, but he grit his teeth and heeded his words taking off through a nearby door.
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