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Date: 2012-08-22 11:22 pm (UTC)Fandom: The Hunger Games
A little bit about you (as non-spoilery as possible): Blah blah blah...someone get me a drink. Where's the ice?
Conversational style: Unsympathetic. Constantly drunk. Glass is half empty unless it's full of booze.
Anything else: Don't be offended if he throws up on you, it's a sign of affection.
Picture of you:
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Date: 2012-08-23 12:49 am (UTC)Someone feels sorry for themselves.
~Diana
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Date: 2012-08-23 12:53 am (UTC)-Haymitch
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Date: 2012-08-23 01:03 am (UTC)I'm talking to a few other people. Don't get your feathers all ruffled up.
But my advice, lay off the liquor. I've never seen it do anything good.
~Diana
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Date: 2012-08-23 01:14 am (UTC)*eyes you...and then his drink* I've never seen any good without it either. We're at an...an..what--
impasse.
-Haymitch
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Date: 2012-08-23 01:18 am (UTC)*shrugs*
Hasn't killed me yet. In fact, it's kept me rather safe so far...
You got any water around here?
~Diana
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Date: 2012-08-23 01:22 am (UTC)No water.
*slides his bucket of ice over*
Try that.
-Haymitch, who doesn't know how to talk to people if he's trying not be rude.
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Date: 2012-08-23 01:28 am (UTC)*takes the bucket of ice, sliding a few pieces out and into her mouth*
Thanks.
*is unsure what to say for a moment, as she shifts the ice chips around her mouth*
So, why the drinks?
*raises eyebrow*
Drinking to forget? Drinking to remember? Because it's fun?
~Diana
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Date: 2012-08-23 01:30 am (UTC)You really want to hear my sob story, sweetheart? It ain't that interesting. *points a finger at her* You got one too. Let's hear it if you refuse to go away.
-Haymitch
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Date: 2012-08-23 01:43 am (UTC)Sure, might make mine not so bad.
Fair enough. I'll go first. I'm not sure that I'm a good guy, in my story. You okay with that?
~Diana
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Date: 2012-08-23 03:43 pm (UTC)Never met anyone who was, kid. Just makes you like the rest of us, except you have a nicer face.
-Haymitch
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Date: 2012-08-23 06:06 pm (UTC)I do have a pretty face. *laughs, then focuses on the story*
I guess it starts, when I got my father sent to prison, when I was young. If I hadn't done that, I might not have been living in that god forsaken place. My mother fell down the stairs, and I blamed it on him, him trying to kill her.
When the police finally got it right, they sent me away to Coates Academy. A place children go to be forgotten.
Then one day, everyone over fifteen disappears. And a wall surrounds us. Like an invisible barrier. And everything inside is changing, mutating. Some people have powers. Animals can do things they couldn't do before. Everything is about surviving. But we're just kids. We are illequipped. We don't know how to form a society that functions, how to hunt, how to farm.
We're starving and killing each other, eating our friends when they die.
I stick with this one guy, Caine. He has unimaginable powers. But delusions of grandeur. He thinks he can be king. I know he shouldn't be. So, I let him have what he's always wanted. Not that after long, he'd give me much choice about it.
But turns out, when the chips are down, when he has to choose. He just wants to be king.
*shrugs, leaving out parts of the story*
And here I am.
Okay. Your turn.
~Diana
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Date: 2012-08-23 06:48 pm (UTC)*composes his face and clears his throat*
Sounds like you could use a drink more than I could, sweetheart.
You and me, sad to say we aren't so different.
-Haymitch
((OMG I really never realized how similar Haymitch and Diana's backgrounds are...OUR CHARACTERS ALWAYS MATCH UP SO WELL ITS SCARY))
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Date: 2012-08-23 07:01 pm (UTC)You see Orc drunk once. It kinda puts you off the stuff. Kids shouldn't be drunk anymore than they should be in charge.
Besides, I don't think it'd be good for this. *points to belly*
*purses her lips, giving a sad smile*
I'm sorry we aren't so different. *if he carries what she does, then she's sorry he has to*
~Diana
((I know, I didn't either, until I was writing it, and then I was like, woah, haha))
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Date: 2012-08-23 04:02 am (UTC)~Fiona
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Date: 2012-08-23 03:43 pm (UTC)What is it about me that's making little girls think I want their company? Run along and play, sweetheart.
-Haymitch
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Date: 2012-08-23 06:08 pm (UTC)~Fiona
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Date: 2012-08-23 06:46 pm (UTC)-Progressively getting drunker!Haymitch
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Date: 2012-08-23 06:54 pm (UTC)~Fiona
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Date: 2012-08-24 01:35 am (UTC)What are we drinking to?
*sets down two glasses*
Not that we need to be drinking to anything.
- Don