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Jordan stood cautiously, looking towards the assistants. "Careful with the measuring tape. Too tight around my throat and then soon you'll be having the same issue," he warned as they stepped forward. As they measured him, he smirked and looked at the assistants. He saw their fear of the...

Jordan was unsurprised by the woman's excitement, as all Capitol citizens seemed to be a bit over enthusiastic. He moved towards the chair, quickly taking a seat. He closed his eyes, relaxing in the chair.

Jordan found the doors to the stylists rooms, and he stepped in, holding the door for Madi. He saw a green haired women standing there, talking with another person he assumed was an assistant. "I'm Jordan, district six. Are you our stylist?" He asked, looking at her.

Jesus. What is the reason for this thread existing?

"Listen. I'm not letting anything happen to you. I owe it to Dagger. I'm going to get you home." Jordan said, still looking at her. He removed his hand from her shoulder and started walking forward. "Now c'mon. Time to meet our stylist."

Jordan gently put a hand on Madi's shoulder, stopping her. "Is everything alright?" He asked, looking down into her eyes.

Jordan stepped into the brightly lit grey hallway, searching for the stylists. He saw Madi and ran to catch up. He reached her side and slowed his step to match pace. "Hey, do you know which way we're supposed to go? I'm lost."

Well, if you need more characters I can make some, if you don't want to. Also, was Isaac accepted?

Not sure if they'd do it, but maybe do some story about what happened after they beat Ozai and ended the Hundred Year War. Related question, where would one be able to watch season two?

(Well, I guess you could get the costumes and stuff for your stylists tributes and we could go from there)

(I've been doing most of my stuff without a district partner. I guess you can use not having one to further your character at this point, ((you can use them as an npc, they do technically exist)) so everyone gets to see how he handles talking to others using an npc) (if you don't understand...

Some Nights/We Are Young- Straight No Chaser http://youtube.com/watch?v=-wOkmcsH2wY&feature=kp

Nope, I am closer to Lilo :P Gobli.

Jordan smiled sadly, shaking his head. "No, I'm not. I know, because I have someone I need to get home." He looked up into her eyes. "But thank you for the reassuring lies. And since this would be one of our last peaceful meetings," he said, stepping forward, "goodbye, and if you do make it out...

"Yeah, she is," he said, his face still mildly red. "Sh-she meant a lot to me. Sorry," he said, stepping back to the farthest point in the elevator. He leant into the corner, trying to keep what little dignity of his remained. "I'm Jordan, from six." He said, avoiding eye contact.

"No problem," Jordan said, moving his foot from the elevator doors. He looked back at her, visually shocked. "A...Annie?" He took a step towards her, his eyes tearing up. He stopped himself, realizing how stupid he was being. "S-sorry" he stuttered out, stepping back quickly, his face going red...

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In the Albums, make a larger color contrast between the background and the buttons on ZD Green.

It's 3am, but I played halo with my best friend, his dad and his older step brother. I got in an argument with some people back home(I'm in another state) and they prolly dislike me, but whatever. I am laying in bed currently, waiting patiently for the ability to sleep or something to do.

It's three am, and I just are a corndog. Life is good

(We are going to rooms and doing the stylist work, then probably interview stage, then games)

(If Shadsie is ok, I'd like the stylist to be for eight) Jordan, tired from training as well as social interactions, walked towards the elevator. He searched for something eye catching, and his gaze drifted upward, towards the Trainers and Sylists. He saw one observing the Tributes. He ignored...

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Great so far! When you first made this, if I recall correctly, I got rather confused. So this is more clear to me now. Can't wait for more.

(I vote we do the stylist part, then do a final thing with their district ((the final dinner thing)) and then get this show on the road)

Ok, I though I remembered it. Good luck, this a seems like a good story concept.

Thanks. ZD green made the options too dark to see, and that's why I couldn't figure it out.

One We shall emerge victorious!

"I'm still Jordan," he stated, smiling. He stood up, still holding one of her hands. "Now. Even though we're cannon fodder, I plan on teaching you enough to make sure you become a pain in the butt for any careers who want to wipe us out. Now let's go!"

"Don't be sad. No matter what, stay positive." Jordan said, looking up at her. He grabbed her hand, making her look into his eyes. "Promise me, that while your here, in the Capitol, you don't worry, just enjoy it. And if you need someone to make you smile, come to me. If we are just cannon...

Jordan sensed her uneasiness, but with four days to enjoy the Capitol, he had no time for subtly getting to know someone, and the subtle flirting his friends in 6 were so fond of was a lost cause to him. He looked up at her. "The usual teenager crap," he started, smirking, "hanging out with...

There doesn't seem to be any options in the album page, and I couldn't find any wheni crated one either. I hope that this is the right spot for this.

That's what I was accounting for. If so, great. Didn't we do an RP about this a while ago?

Do the Twili look like Midna from the ending? Name: Isaac Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Hylian Appearance: Short brown hair, green eyes. Around six feet tall, thin, slightly muscular. Scar running across his torso, from his back (right shoulder) across his back, around to his navel. Personality...

"Well, we could have lunch." Jordan remembered seeing some food around the hall, and decided to grab some. He walked towards a corner of the room, motioning for Cotton to follow. He sat down and started to speak with her. "So, what did you do back in your district? Any hobbies?" He asked...

"Then wanna go do something besides train uselessly?" Jordan asked, smiling. He saw that she wasn't in the best mindset, and if she was so sure of her death, then why not die with the thought that she had someone there who cared for her in the games.

"Sorry if I'm intruding on your... Whatever you're doing, but you looked confused. I wanted to know if you wanted help with anything?" Jordan said, smiling reassuringly. He knew most people though he was trying to get allies, but he truly cared for the other people in the games. He looked around...

Jordan started to train with daggers, twisting and turning, throwing them and slashing, surprisingly acrobatic. He ended by kicking over the dummy with a spin. He knew that it was overly flashy, but it always amused his sister. He started picking up the mess he made. His eyes wandered around...

Jordan looked at his now torn shirt, inspecting for cuts. He found none. As he started working with his daggers, his adrenaline started wearing off, and he felt pain in his left arm. He saw a shallow cut, but it was superficial, and he could bind it himself. He wandered around the room...

Jordan felt the cool metal of the scythe press up against his throat, and panic welled up in his chest. Rationally thinking, he knew that he wouldn't be killed. The Games meant more to the careers then settling a small problem. However, with the scythe to his throat , rational thought was all...

Is an under-appreciated item from OoT, as well as a cool guy who writes good roleplay posts

Adams Song- Blink 182 (pandora is great)

(The interviews are at the end As far as I know, and that was what I really wanted to do before the games)

"Ok, see you after training!" Jordan said, grabbing some knives and a bow with quiver and walking towards a cluster of targets. He n nocked an arrow on the string and drew back. As he released the string, he knew the arrow went off course, sailing past the target, and do to some stupid design...

Just finished SAO, probably going to rewatch Soul Eater then SAO again

"I'm Jordan." Jordan said, smiling. He could see Madi was distant, probably trying to hide her fear or something of the sort. He racked his mind, trying to remember the last time they spoke. He recalled seeing her and Dagger training before, but they never spoke. He wanted to keep her calm, so...

Jordan stepped into the training center, awed at its vastness. He scanned the room, looking for his weapons of choice. As we walked over to the weapon rack. He let his mind wander, remembering the brief goodbyes that seems like distant memories. The consoling of his sisters, promising to Maria...