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paradisa2012-01-19 10:46 pm
peeta_bread) wrote in paradisa2012-01-19 10:46 pm
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Welcome to the 2nd Annual Hunger Games
[Peeta is in the kitchen, cracking eggs and measuring flour. But something’s on his mind, and he feels he must do something to clear his conscience.]
Filtered to anyone encountered on arrival
Thank you, for helping me out. I can’t deny that I killed someone, and I’ll live with that for the rest of my life, but you should know the whole story before you judge, if I didn’t already tell you.
I'm from a nation called Panem. In that nation, there is the Capitol, and there were 13 districts. The districts rebelled, but they lost, so the Capitol blew the 13th sky high as a show of power. Ever since then, they've held the Hunger Games. The Hunger Games is a competition of sorts. Two tributes from each district, a boy and a girl aged between 12 and 18, are selected to take part in the Games. I was one of those tributes.
It's a televised event in which children are forced to kill each other, or be killed. The last one standing wins.
I once said I didn't want the Games to change me, to become a piece of their Games. But they have changed me. It may not count for anything, but I killed that person to save the girl I love.
You can think what you want, but I thought you should know. I would appreciate it if you didn’t go around telling people, though. Obviously, it’s kind of a sensitive area with me. Thanks.
/Filter
[There’s a break in between the first filter and the second one in which he cooks for a while, clanging things around as he works. The following filter is thrown out there just in case.]
Filtered to Katniss Everdeen
Are you here?
/Filter
[If one were to enter the kitchen right now, they would find it a complete mess. Bread is EVERYWHERE. But don’t try to eat it; it will either be half-done or burnt. A completely frustrated Peeta is taking it out on cakes. Egg shells are scattered across the counters, flour is lightly dusting the surface, a bit of icing lies on the floor. On one counter is a completed cake, all decorated and pretty. It looks something like this: http://www.cabaretsquidoo.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/985494702_3d5bd9f4cf.jpg . In the middle of the table is a larger, four tier cake. It’s white, a blank canvas, except the small pink rose Peeta just sculpted out of fondant. Peeta himself is covered in flour. It looks like he’s been here for hours.]
I made some cake, if anyone would like some? I’m in the kitchen. Sorry about the mess.
[He pauses, then adds:]
Also, if anyone has a birthday or a wedding coming up… or if you just want a cake, I’d be happy to make you one.
[ooc: Oh so open, in person or over the journals. Also, I apologize for my slowness on the lj tags. If you wanna answer this, but want to play out the arrival more, you can leave a placeholder? :3 ]
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Sooo much cake! And I need someone to help me eat it!
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[Less than two minutes later, there's a tiny child in the kitchen.]
Whoooaaa, those are so pretty...
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[He is currently setting the table with two plates. Now that he's arrived, Peeta cuts into the cake and puts a piece on each plate.]
I'm Peeta. What's your name?
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[But he takes his plate with a big smile.]
M'Goku! Nice t'meecha!
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[He cuts off a piece of his cake with his fork and pops it in his mouth.]
So, how old are you, Goku?
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This is sooooo good!
[He pauses as Peeta asks how old he is. Goku still didn't know, but since people kept telling him he looked around six, he had adopted that age.]
I'm six!
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Six? I'm almost three times your age! [He grins and adopts an old man voice.] I could be yer grandpa, young man!
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Yer funny!
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So, Goku. I'm new here. What is there to do around here?
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