On the way to the Capital

OOF: Doesn't deserve your attention? I'm pickled.
IF: "I'm amazed someone as stupid as you are can figure out how to make a plan!" I say with mock surprise. "I mean, doesn't the Capitol literally make a schedule for everything you do and how you do it?" Annoyance and anger welled up inside of me. "You all are such perps!" I exclaim.

"Just because I had a scedule doesn't mean that I would stick to it. I'm smarter than I look, and my plan will work. it is all based on the most basic level of human behavior... even more basic than survival. And no I will not tell you my plan."

I swallowed.

I smile sweetly because my plan probably was'nt what they thought.

"Well excuse me for mistaking you for the fake idiotic type because you obviously aren't," I say, as fake sweetly as Emilia's smile...but like, times 50.

I roll my eyes at her. "Just because I am proper and not animalistic like some other people, doesn't mean that I am fake." I turn to the girl and glare at her, but only slightly.

I yell over everyone arguing, "DO YOU REALIZE THAT THERE ARE 24 OF US AND ONLY ONE COMES OUT ALIVE!?!?!" I sigh and say more softly, "Well, do you? Do you realize that we'll have to live with the fact of killing friends if we do come out? 1 out of 24 survives, some of that 24 isn't even here now. We don't know what all we're up aginst, how can we. Even if we knew everyone and everything about them, there's still the arena. A point of no return."

OOF: I thought u thought we were all coming out alive...
IF: "I don't care who dies and who wins, as long as they win fairly, no funny tricks!" I exclaim. "Oh, can't wait to see how you do in the Training Center though," I smirked.

"Do you think that I don't know that I might have to kill my best friend?!?" I glare at her. "And besides, ill probably end up killing myself just to end the tourture." I look at everyone at the table."I'm really not looking forward to coming home after this."

I look at her. "And how's that my problem?" I ask. "I'm just trying not to get too attached to any of you perps."

OOF: we MIGHT come back unharmed......

IF: "oh don't worry I can make people hats me aim seconded." I smile evilly

OOF: I don't care. Bellatrix just is one of those "tough-nut-to-crack" people.....kinda like me IRL

OOF/C: I think we will, my charracter doesn't.

IF/C: " Look, I simply mean that no matter how hard we try, there's no way of knowing what to expect."

OOF: Oh-kay.
IF: "I agree completely," I say, rolling my eyes.

"Listen Emillia. You make diamonds and frolic around in nice clothes. We harvest until our hands bleed. You're the one calling us Animals when we're the ones with Sympathy."

"I don't know about sympathy, but I agree with everything else. Except, I don't harvest, I CHOP DOWN HUGE-EFFING- TREES!" I said, almost yelling the last part.

"Yeah... we have to harvest cotton... It hurts." I whisper to Bellatrix, "Lexi and I hunt illegally."

"I dont make the diamonds, the workers do. And I certantly don't frolic, it's childish. And the Animal comment is driected at those who were yelling at me just because they weren't born into my type of family. You don't even know me, just how people see my district as a whole." I see Pom-Pom walk in so I stand and pick her up before sitting back down at my seat

I scoff at her. "I'm sure it really hurts," I say earnestly to Azalea. "But really," I say, turning to Emilia. "You must excuse all of us savages and our stereotypes, we immediately think of you guys from District 1, 2, and 4 as "special" people considering 100% of the other Careers that won in the past are completely...hmm" I pause for a moment, fake-thinking. "Oh, I remember, PSYCHO!!"

"Yeah, They always torture their 'Victims' and taunt the weak ones."

"How many times do I have to tell you? I'm not a career! and I am certantly not heartless!" I rub Pom-Pom's neck a bit "I don't tourture anyone, or taunt them. If anything I'm the one being tourtured here. You all decide to gang up on me..."

"Oh please, I thought we already made it VERY clear that there will be no alliances." I say to Emilia

"Yeah!" I say. "And you obviously aren't from any district because no one would act as wimpy as you!"
OOF: Dude, this is my character talking, not me, so when OOC can we b friends?

OOF: yeah I would never be this mean

OOF: I would.