47th Maze Running Reaping {D11}

[Arrow]

The 47th Maze Running Reaping

    The day was just dawning when our train finally filed into the station. Upon departure we are ushered into cars and watch as an entire District awakens to the most important day of the year. Some are shedding tears while others are rushing through the streets with excitement staining their skin. A smile spurs across my face as I follow the figures with my eyes, I love this job. A scream, a shout, footsteps running away or towards the sight of our caravan. The Capitol was here to select the next shining star of Panem, Ceasar was undoubtedly preparing to start the show in his studios. Today is going to be a glorious day. 

    Midday soon shines over the skin of hundreds of children glancing at me to discover their destiny. I smile in the light of the sun, "Welcome, Welcome to the annual Reaping. Today we will select two brave souls to travel to the heart of our nation and compete for a chance at unlimited riches and glory. Good luck and may the odds be ever in your favor!" Silence stirs me to my place by the first bowl, would there be any volunteers today? Time to find out who will be my Runners. 

    "Ladies first," My fingers fall and furl around a single slip of paper before pulling it from its place. I pause for a moment of adrenaline induced anticipation and read the first name allowed with a sweet smile. "Magnolia Tansy!" I waste no time watching her walk from her place in the crowd. I soon select the slip of my second contender, "Horus Zontini!" 

Please reply to this thread with a single post accepting or denying your position in the Maze

[EMS]

Magnolia Tansy

A single flower twirls through my hands, dark eyes locking on the ground in front of me - mother put my hair in braids, and gave me her best. It's a perfect day for the sun to rise, for the plants to grow, but for twenty-four unlucky individuals it's all taken away. I'm the iris in the midst of the field, the sun sitting in the sky, but I'm not taunting or hurting anyone. It's just a way of life, and I am a beautiful flower; momma tells me every day. My father isn't here anymore; and I'm just here living my life gathered in front of all district eleven.

"Magnolia Tansy!"

A world of hope came to an end, and all I see now is the light shining at the end of the tunnel as the world fades away. I've been sentenced to die because the odds of surviving are so slim to none.

I may have been plucked from the ground the moment my name was called, but I'll stand strong and high. Keeping the sun shining in my face. Momma will be proud of me. She'll love me forever because I promised I'd give it my all. All I have to do is stay true to me and do the best I can. I can live.

I can survive because flowers never die.

{accepting spot}

[Kaplan]

Horus Zontini

"Horus Zontini"

Horus was always seen as full of himself by other people. He legitimately sees himself as a God, and feels that he can do anything he wants to. Therefore, when his name was called at the reaping, he help himself high. Making his way to the stage, he strode confidently. He felt prepared.

The boy looked out at the crowd, shining a smile at them. Waving, he then put his hand out to shake with the escort, and then his District partner. He was confident in his survival abilities. He was even more confident in his abilities to woo the crowd.