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Post by Amata on May 3, 2011 14:18:49 GMT -8
You all remember this from the FanFiction.net forum, right? Post a few paragraphs or so, and the next person continues the story. Except this time, I think it will be a completely new storyline.As in the last thread, let's start out with a quote from Suzanne Collins herself, from The Hunger Games:
We both know they have to have a victor.
Yes, they have to have a victor. Without a victor, the whole thing would blow up in the Gamemakers' faces. They'd have failed the Capitol. Might possibly even be executed, slowly and painfully while the cameras broadcast it to every screen in the country.
If Peeta and I were both to die, or they thought we were…
My fingers fumble with the pouch on my belt, freeing it. Peeta sees it and his hand clamps on my wrist. "No, I won't let you."
"Trust me," I whisper. He holds my gaze for a long moment then lets me go. (25.85-89)
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Post by vividlyvisceral on May 8, 2011 16:45:44 GMT -8
"...if you aren't going to kill me," He whispers, eyes no longer meeting mine. "Then I'll just do it myself."
(only adding one line, sorry- someone else get the ball rolling, haha.)
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Post by Amata on May 9, 2011 2:24:30 GMT -8
"Peeta, no-"
"Katniss." He looks at me with a fierce fire in his eyes that I've never seen there before. "It's better this way." He brings the single nightlock berry up to his lips. "Here's to my love."
"No!" Before I can think, I'm knocking him over, desperately grasping for the poisonous berry.
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Post by ripredthegnawer on May 9, 2011 11:40:03 GMT -8
I'm afraid one of us will get stabbed with the knife in Peeta's belt, but I know I'd rather have it be me than him. This is crazy. A week ago I'd have laughed at the the prospect of dying for this boy, but now - now, I don't know.
"Katniss! Stop!"
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Post by Purple Embers on May 9, 2011 22:52:29 GMT -8
"You will not kill yourself, I won't let you!" I screamed at him while we were still struggling with each other on the ground.
"Katniss, no one will care if I don't come home but you.... you have family, friends, remember Gale!" He spoke with a distinct sadness in his voice.
"But I would care, if you didn't come back, I... I couldn't live with myself. "
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Post by Amata on May 10, 2011 2:05:20 GMT -8
"So it's all about what you feel now?" he said icily, pulling away. "Katniss. I need to do this. They have to have a victor. And it has to be you."
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Post by ripredthegnawer on May 10, 2011 15:18:08 GMT -8
I shake my head mutely.
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Post by Amata on May 11, 2011 2:14:14 GMT -8
"You deserve it more, Peeta. And besides--I owe you. Remember that day with the bread?"
All notions that both of us could win or neither have vanished from my mind. What is Peeta trying to do here? Doesn't he know that I'm trying to save him?
I owe him something. And this is it.
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Post by Purple Embers on May 19, 2011 23:25:21 GMT -8
-Ponders whether she should kill Peeta or Katniss-
Nah, I'll leave it up to you Amata.
"How many times do I have to tell you, that was nothing, you were going to die if you I didn't give it to you!" He's still yelling.
Our fight has become more of a dance of choreographed steps now, I didn't realise I knew the way he moved so well.
"You saved me Peeta, and now I will save you." I speak with no hint of wavering in my voice. "I owe you."
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Post by megasaurus on May 20, 2011 17:16:30 GMT -8
"You're right Katniss," he tells me firmly. "You do owe me, you owe me for saving your life that night so many years ago."
I felt hope, he understood, he knew what I was doing. It was because I owed him that I would die and he would live, it was only fair. All I had done for him was hurt him time and time again, now I would never hurt him again. I gave a faint bittersweet smile and prepared to take the plunge and die.
"You owe me to live." His voice snapped me out of my preparation. "You owe it to me to keep going on and living every day Katniss, so don't you dare die." His face was gradually growing whiter and whiter. If I was going to save him and kill myself I needed to do it soon, otherwise he owuld die from bloodloss. "So this will be what you owe me, you owe me to stay alive and be strong for your sister Prim."
He gave me a sad smile and pulled out his knife. My eyes widened and I rished forward to stop him, but I was too late. By the time I reached him red was everywhere. Seeping out of that wound, stainging the ground, it was everywhere. And the boy with the bread had saved me once again.
(call me evil, but it was the perfect opputunity to kill him off)
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Post by Amata on May 21, 2011 4:54:35 GMT -8
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you the victor of the 74th Annual Hunger Games, Katniss Everdeen, tribute of District Twelve!"
"No..."
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Post by Purple Embers on May 21, 2011 21:51:56 GMT -8
Trumpets, all I could hear was trumpets. Why am I still here, Peeta is dead, I should not be alive.
My hold on my conciousness slowly span away as my legs collapsed under the dark grief that spun through my mind.
"Peeta... Peeta is dead..."
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Post by vividlyvisceral on May 30, 2011 18:35:05 GMT -8
The hovercraft roars overhead, but I can't grip what has happened. Peeta lies face down in the dirt, his blood seeping into the earth around him. Splashing through it and trying to turn him over, I feel tears burning in my eyes.
"Peeta... Peeta...!"
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Post by maxrider12 on Jun 15, 2011 9:57:22 GMT -8
As the hovercraft flies upward, I reach out to him, claw out to him, scream for him. "No, Peeta, Peeta, Peeta, where did you go? PEETA!"
Another hovercraft claws down to get him. I see him.
No, I don't see him, I don't see Peeta. I see left-over Peeta, the thing Peeta left behind when he left.
He left me behind.
"Peeta, please, come back, Peeta!" I don't know who's screaming these words. But I know it's none of the Capitolites, and it's not Peeta, so it's...me.
"Katniss--" starts one of the attendants.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I roar, getting in position to jump. I can reach the other hovercraft if I jump right--
Suddenly, I feel a pinprick in my arm, and then the world goes black.
(Wow this one was really long!)
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Post by ripredthegnawer on Jul 29, 2011 10:10:07 GMT -8
When I wake, I am not sure what's happening. It takes a moment for me to remember.
The Games.
Rue.
The rule change.
Peeta.
Peeta.
I bolt upright--at least, I try to. I'm strapped to a bed.
I want to scream, to make them let me go so that I can find him and bring him back. I need the boy with the bread. But some sort of drug is seeping through my veins, and I can feel that he's already gone.
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