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Post by Sweeny Gee on Sept 8, 2010 21:09:49 GMT -5
* Music plays, Avox behind the camera signs for 3... 2... 1.... Snap!*
Good evening everyone, and welcome back from our break! (waits for crowd that has gathered near the stage to quiet) I am coming to you live from the Capitol, and am here to introduce each and every tribute to you this evening.
At this time I would like to call District 12's tribute to the stage.... Camellia Vincent! (waits for them to come in) Good evening Camellia, and I am sincerely sorry for under which circumstances on which we are meeting. However cheer up darling, you may bot bee a career, but you certianly are a beautiful young woman. Who knows you may beat the odds! Please sit down, just try not to disturb your costume too much, it could sell for allot of money later on if you win.... (waits for Tribute to sit down)
Now I have a distinct set of questions to ask you. These are be generic questions I will ask each tribute, just so that everyone gets to know you. Who knows some of this information could get you some extra nice things in the Arena. However be warned, I may throw in a random question just for you.
We all know that all the tributes will be fighting for their lives, but there is almost always a driving force behind the winners. Tell me Camellia, do you have anything, or anyone, really special you will be fighting to come home to?
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Post by Camellia Vincent on Sept 9, 2010 22:07:36 GMT -5
Camellia Vincent 74 Hunger Games An act. The two words that easily described her interview, she was going to be the seductress/amusement that everyone wanted to see. It had been decided that having no other qualities other than a sense of humor and a nice body, Mel would become the perfect capitol indulgence, that people would watch the hunger games, and it would be like Finnick all over again. The rise of the stage was sudden, and nearly caused Mel to panic, but thankfully, the ride was long, and gave her enough time to recover her posture. As she stepped off of the stage she saw the glimmer in her dress, her dresser’s words echoed in her head. “My dear, what happens to coal over time, with heat and pressure?” Despite living in district twelve, Mel didn’t have the slightest idea, “Diamonds.” She hadn’t understood what he had meant in the beginning, but it all became clear as her dress seemed to glow in the spotlight. She heard her name called and walked over to where Sweeny Gee was waiting for her. She heard her coaxing her in, and put on a smile that suggested the warmest sincerity. ”Sweeny, goodness, I should hope nothing befalls this dress, such a lovely piece as it is.” she said with a wink in the audiences direction. ” I do hope you like it, my dearest friend made this with the idea of a victor in mind, certainly you would agree with him?” She said, her eyes glowing with interest in the capitol, she often turned her head towards the camera, and the way that she sat held the highest aroma of confidence. The dress she wore was a black dress coming well beneath the foot. However, dividing the top and bottom there was merely a strand of fabric. Her top glowed with glitter, while her bottom still held the coal statement. Her hair was a dark black, and on her shoulder, slightly above her top was a number twelve. It had been there to draw audiences eyes to one of her best features in any man’s opinion. ”I should hope the information I give you will help me in the arena, because that entire fight, I shall be thinking of this place, and all of the people that I’ve met." She said her head turning towards the camera, a smile gracing her face that suggested that she was talking to every man in the capitol. ”We will all be fighting for our lives, and we all have a driving force, if I may, answer your question with a question?” she paused not needing an answer, she felt confidence boiling inside her, “Why do you get up in the morning? For a special someone, or just because you know that today isn’t going to be your last day? That will be my thinking in the arena, I will be coming back to the Capitol next year, I can assure you… that is with a certain group of people’s help.” She said once again addressing the audience. The next question stunned her, but she didn’t let it show. Brushing a piece of her curled hair from her face, she resumed her smile and began with a blush, “Why Sweeny, how ever did you know that there was a certain capitol citizen I wanted to return to?” She said acting completely shocked, ”Although if I may admit… I’ve never met him… I saw him coming in on my chariot today, I threw him a smile, but I’m not certain he saw it… I hope to return so that we can meet, and this time he can see my fleeting glances… .” she said pushing the blush out of her, she giggled, “My is he handsome too… how he could not be swarming with women is beyond me…” she said moving her hair to one side of her shoulder, and shifting her legs so that they were crossed, but more skin was revealed, ”Oh I hope I get to come back to him… how romantic would that be?” She said now trying to appeal to the female audience who would love to see a soap opera within the games. She ducked her head as she blushed. [/center]
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