open rp post

[wunderkind]

an open rp post
(it is what it says it is)

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pick a character

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leave me a comment. maybe a scenario, maybe an AU scenario, maybe a picture, maybe a word,
maybe a request to resume old game canon, maybe just a comment.
i don't care. do your worst.

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helpful note: i am currently obsessed with the Hunger Games and Christmas. can you combine those into one tag?

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let's get it on



disclaimer: we probably won't get it on
+ there are no promises i will take this seriously

Comments

johanna or an au i am cool for w/e

[ex_striking429]

[ katniss is uncomfortable in her fancy dress. she's standing by the buffet table — the food is more like art at these things: filigree amber spun sugar decorating glimmering platters of berries that are piled like jewels; tiny, steaming hot teardrop buns that look like clouds and break open to reveal a sweet meat center; huge wheels of cheese sculpted into shapes alongside paper thin wafers; clear egg-cups of a dessert layered in multitudinous colours... katniss takes in all of it, not sure where to start. but the conundrum of food is easier than the conundrum of the rest of the party. she feels eyes on her, knows she'll need to smile and solicit sponsors and mingle with her fellow tributes, but all she wants to do is take some of the heartier foods and flee. ]

yes good yes - before the quarter quell games?? furiously adds scenes

[axeyou]

Start with the balls.

[Johanna shoves away from the wall and saunters up to Katniss Everdeen with an easy sinewy grace. An adoring fan had once told her that she moved like a mountain lion, and Johanna had laughed in his face.

Which was, really, a part of the act. But for once it was a part that felt good. She's not an animal--but she is, sort of, isn't she. Just because she hasn't filed her teeth or fused cat ears on her head doesn't mean she's not a kept killer. She proved that pretty well in her day.

And here's her day come again, and part of Johanna wants someone to blame. The Capitol is the easiest target. But she can take a little of her ire and pin it on Katniss Everdeen, the Girl on Fire, the Mockingjay, the girl whose smile Johanna can see right through, even if she doesn't know how to define what she sees behind it. Rebellion is something Johanna understands--only her own, but she's coming around, in her own way.

She grins at Katniss, all teeth, and stops right beside her, one hip cocked, her hand placed lightly there.]

That's my best advice. Start with the balls, they're the crunchiest. [And her tone turns a little sweet, here--] You look a little lost, Girl on Fire. Where's your light-up dress from our little Tribute Parade? Seriously, I love it, I want one for myself.

yes!!! who knows how this fits in i don't even care

[ex_striking429]

[ katniss still isn't sure what to make of johanna mason, the tribute from district seven. she seems vulgar — peeta says the other tributes are deliberately trying to make her uncomfortable, and maybe with finnick and chaff that's true, but katniss thinks johanna might just always be like this. abrasive. shocking. the kind of person to come talk about balls at a fancy party. ]

[ despite herself, katniss wrinkles her nose against a smile. start with the balls, sure. but while the double meaning isn't lost on her, katniss still takes a vol-au-vent and some succulent mud cake. she's not taking any other tribute's advice, not even on the subject of food. ]

I'm not sure it's safe for some of the guests to be near an open flame.

[ the quip is deadpan. for her part, katniss is avoiding the liquor. she's been drunk once, and that was enough. ]

I'm surprised you're wearing anything at all.