Author Topic: Hunger Games Forum Roleplay (9 TRIBUTES REMAIN)  (Read 18388 times)

(yay, he's uh, dead? what? i don't even)

(also im not like fox. tree climbing sucks. good at bow. tie myself on tree with harness. but i don't have black sleeping bag. my hair is black. my skin is tan.)
forget you i'm dead

so now you just meta-killed yourself, taking control of soulpelts character?

forget no

i don't get this.


good rest for couple minutes.

so now you just meta-killed yourself, taking control of soulpelts character?

forget no
forget it
i'm done
kill me off however you want to
not like i care about rps that much anyways
nopenopenopenope

you're already dead, then :P

The problem is there is nothing random about it.  If this was a roll to dodge it would work

The problem is there is nothing random about it.  If this was a roll to dodge it would work
i think i might redo this later as a rtd
and no i won't bullstuff you guys

The problem is there is nothing random about it.  If this was a roll to dodge it would work
I agree.
i think i might redo this later as a rtd
and no i won't bullstuff you guys
Deal.

Deal.
it'll be better than simply running this the way it's currently being run
besides
i actually read the books
lol

g'night going insane

let's come to a general consensus and end this stuff so i can make the new one
do note however that reality will get in the way sometimes and i won't get to post

OK GUYS
I'M GOING TO METAGAME, EVEN THOUGH I'M NOT IN THE GAME



I AM NOW COMEDY

I AM NOW GODMODDING AS A GAMEMAKER

I BLOW UP THE ENTIRE ARENA, LEAVING A PIDDLY LITTLE SPOT THAT LANCELOT WAS SITTING ON

LANCELOT WINS
ROUND OVER


stop bumping this, gojira, go go go go

Yay!  Now I get to be sold as a love slave!

hey wut da hel


i bloww up a reenu + win bcuz i r slave gurl

Woah I've been gone for a bit. Lets just say that the knife that Lancelot threw hit me in the arm, I fell out of the tree and broke my leg.

On topic : A knife flew out from the heavily shaded forest floor, striking my arm. I react too fast, making me fall out of the tree. A large snap comes from somewhere below my torso, guessing from the way I landed. It was most likely my leg. Hoping no one knows where I am, I lay there.