Welcome to the 8th Annual Hunger Games

[peeta_bread]

[This loss has been sitting and festering in Peeta, infecting him with a bitter, simmering rage. The longer the loss seems to go on for, the nastier he seems to get. He’s more aware of everything now, less prone to violent fits and more likely to lash out verbally.

There’s a tapping on the page like someone is poking at a microphone.]

Testing, testing. Hello.

This is Peeta Mellark. Just seeing how everyone’s stay is going. Mine’s fabulous. I just can’t wait to be killed. I’m trapped in a room, being prepared for the slaughter. Oh, but don’t worry. It’s only Peeta. We can step all over him. We can use him, lie to him, leave him behind.

Oh, and while I’m on the subject of my imminent death- Katniss? Oh, Katniss~ You wanted to see me? You can see me now. My babysitters say it’s okay.

[Then his voice takes on a rather nasty tone.] If you even want to.

That goes for any other “friends”, too. Visiting hours are open!

[ooc: Spoilers for Mockingjay! Open as can be! Any visitors will be met by two very large bodyguards, Noble Five and Noble Six. Threadjacking may happen with Five and Six if the threads are not private.]

Comments

[peeta_bread]

[Sarcastically.] Okay? Sure, Peeta's okay. Peeta's fine! Peeta's great, just a little beat up.

[He's going to feel so bad when this loss is over. :'(]

[goldencirclet]

Y'don't sound okay at all. Ya sound real weird. D'ya want me t'get ya?

[peeta_bread]

What? You mean come and get me? Good luck getting past my two babysitters.

[goldencirclet]

I'll get ya! I'll punch 'em between t'legs if they try to stop me, just like Ken-nii taught me!

[noblefive]

I wouldn't appreciate that, and Six has nothing between her legs.

Remember that I'm looking after Peeta, Goku. He's safe with me.

[goldencirclet]

Oh, it's still you guys?

...sorry!

[peeta_bread]

Hm. It's the thought that counts, though, kid. So... thanks.