Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27458579-20170625182511/@comment-27311643-20170626185547

Lua's heart was pounding in her chest and she looked around hastily at the other tributes. She was surrounded by girls and boys of varying sizes, a few that could be an obvious threat to her. She glanced toward the Cornucopia, the huge, metal object that supplied them with supplies. This metal object could supply you with weapons - or kill you with them.

Her ears listened out for the countdown. 60, 59, 58. Each second was a lifeline - a spare minute for you to choose your path. A spare minute that could lead you to either life, or death.

Lua didn't care. In this spare minute, she decided she would not be invited to death's door easily. And if the other tributes had a problem with that?

So be it.