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I volunteer as tribute District: 0.999999 Why you'll win the Hungry Games: Im a lurker so no one will see me coming. How you and your fellow tribute are going to work together to win: me and Theglaven are loving Death wizards.
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I run north so that i can team up with my fellow tribute.
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Jan 22, 2015 02:33
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I of course lurk out of sight of the other tributes running north.
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Jan 22, 2015 02:49
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feeling accomplished on surviving the first challenge. theres still hope for me yet.
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Jan 22, 2015 03:23
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well here goes nothing.
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Jan 22, 2015 03:52
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ooc: felt creative this morning plus i needed the practice
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Jan 22, 2015 19:49
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I wouldn't worry about it yet comrade............theres still plenty of people to bring down first
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Jan 23, 2015 00:00
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I look towards the mountain and see my fellow tribute moving towards it. i decide to move towards it in hopes of finding weapons or supplies so that i can take down the other tributes more easily. I also take note to stay out of sight of my fellow tribute as theres only two of us, and i dont wish to find myself thrown from the mountain. |
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Jan 26, 2015 14:37
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Ill have something up hopefully by tonight, also glaven you had nearly the same exact idea as me(surfing down the mountain on ice) |
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Jan 28, 2015 22:00
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As glaven surfs down the mountain side, and the avalanche/yeti grows closer i realise my simple lurking powers will not suffice. I pull out my robe,staff,and sword i had been storing in a pocket dimension and cast a powerful fire spell to melt the snow rushing towards me, and hopefully kill the yeti. however the snow forms still crashes around me, so i cast a shield spell, and let the snow cover me so as to protect me from other yeti's. luckily my tribute was kind enough to throw me a chunk of meat to survive on while i wait for the yeti's to catch up to him and eat him so i can slip away when they're distracted. 
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Jan 29, 2015 06:08
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as i gnaw on the chunk of meat glavwen chucked behind, i realise my plan may not work. but what could i do to increase my chances of survival? or what can i do to atleast take a few people with me i wonder? then it strikes me, i dig my way out of the snow and as i exit my snowy tomb i begin to chant the words passed down to me from the mad cultists. chthulu, fhtagn chthulu, fhtagn chthulu, fhtagn chthulu, fhatgn 
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Jan 31, 2015 07:09
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FluffieDuckie posted:please keep hosting things. i love your threads
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Feb 8, 2015 04:49
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im just gonna bump this because this is an awesome thread i still wanna poast in
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Feb 16, 2015 05:10
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Where am i? how did i get here? i ask these questions to myself, and slowly look around for my fellow tribute. the words Cthulu Fhtagn reverbate through my mind as i barely remember a glimpse of glavwen's head exploding. now that he's dead i have no one to blindly follow. i let out a maniacal laugh as i slowly walk west, to......check on a couple of the other tributes.
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Mar 8, 2015 09:28
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ooc: on a side note we should turn cthulu into a roaming hazard, might help kill off a few tributes
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Mar 8, 2015 21:47
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wee need this thread to live again man. how am i suppose to know if im worthy of poasting in the yob?
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