Welcome to the 14th Annual Hunger Games

[peeta_bread]

[It's the middle of the day. Maybe you're just walking out of your door to go meet someone. Maybe you heard a suspicious noise outside your door. In any case, you look out your door.

And it's there.

Peeta is nonchalantly going around, leaving a lawn gnome in front of every door. No big deal. He seems pretty wrapped up in his work, dark circles under his eyes and his hair messy. But he'll talk to you. And he'll respond to any journal inquiries about the gnomes.

GNOMES]

[ooc: Yes. GNOMES. If Peeta knows your character, feel free to say the gnome even looks like them! Or not, your choice. Peeta will be leaving a lawn gnome in front of everyone's doors.]

Comments

[fishy_go_byebye]

You're mine to help~

[She twiddles her fingers in hello, and slides a paintbrush into the gnome's now-extended hand.

Had that hand been in that position a moment ago?]

[peeta_bread]

[He blinks, staring at the gnome.]

Hey, it looks cool like that. How'd you do that?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She pats the gnome's head.]

Do you think the ducks need one too?