Okay, that's good. We can probably start now. Im not sure weather to start at the beginning of the games or earlier though.

ok

Looking at the arena, you can see: The Cornucopia 40 ft away, a small lake in front of it,

an ice landscape with fir trees to the left, densely packed, can see they stop, but not when or why.

To the right, a jungle/forest that fades into a wide, fast running river that is sweeping away all kinds of stuff. Behind teh cornucopia, a desert with a few shrubs and gr*censored*es.

Damon looked back from Dean to Stefan, concern flicking through his gaze as he remembered their plan. He got ready to run, taking his place on the disc.

C'mon, Dean. You know we can do this! Stefan whined, as they discussed a game plan.

I don't think we can this time, Sammy. Dean replied, sighing loudly.

We can, we can find a way to win! And you know how he doesn't like it when you call him Sammy, Dean... Damon laughed, chewing on his chips.

Damon shook his head clear of his thoughts, set determination drawn on his face.

Dean shot a concerned look at his younger brother. Sammy, his little nickname for him that Damon couldn't even use. The plan raced through his head, jumbled with thoughts of having to kill his own brothers. His jaw muscles tightened, as he vowed he would never hurt his brothers.

Stefan caught both Damon and Dean's looks, the concern in their eyes making him uncomfortable, scared even. He didn't want to lose, but he didn't want to die, either.

((I'm gonna change Zane's age to 17, mmk? ))Aria looked at the other compeditors around her, trembling with fear and anticipation. She glanced at the boy next to her, who was obviously older, and several inched taller. His dark hair and serious eyes frightened her. He was also powerful looking. She could not fight for her life, no, she wouldn't last a minute in any sort of duel. But she could run. She was faster than the jungle cat, and could outrun almost any  pursuer. On relatively flat ground. She was clumsy and prone to tripping. She knew she would not live a day past the end of this competition, but she would try her best.

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Zane looked down at the small girl of about fifteen standing next to him. She would be an easy mark, but he would not be the one to kill her. He felt sympathy twoards the girl, having a younger sister of her age waiting for him at home. He knew he probably would never see her smiling face again, but he had to try. He had more of a chance than this trembling female, he knew. Zane ran a hand through his thick black hair and tightened the band holding it back. He would not let himself loose.

Daja squinted, trying to make out what was in the Cornucopia. A bow? Yes, she could see one - only one! - in the whole pile. Now that she thought about it, the stuff was mostly material, backpacks, plastic, tents, sleeping bags, and precius little food or weapons. This was going to be difficult.

Rizu looked at the person beside her. A smallish girl, who looked to be about 15. How will she do? Rizu thought. But she could see how the girl held herself, twiching and with a cool air, and she guessed that she was a very fast runner, glad that she was able to read people so easily. She looked to her left.

((How can the three people be brothers and know each other?!!! They are all from different districts, and should not have SEEN each other before.))

Dean and Damon exchanged looks, as they saw the bow and arrow set in the Cornucopia. Only one noticeable so far, so it obviously had to go to one of them. They both were skilled at it, while Stefan was a bit better at knavery. While Stefan ran off, either brother would look for a set of knives and spears.

Stefan saw their looks, before seeing the bow from his sphere. He knew they would go after it, while he was due to run. Run away. Something he hated doing. But, he didn't want to die; dying meant disappointing his brothers. Unfathomable.

Zane's glance turned to the girl beside the one he'd previously been looking at. She appeared strong and powerful, this was easily discerned. She would be one of the stronger compeditors. Someone he would have to watch out for. 

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Aria looked up at the girl next to her, the trembling becoming slightly worse as she realized that she would be as fierce of an enemy as the boy. She knew that if she was comfronted by either one that she would die quickly. 

As her plate came into the arena, Elli looked around. Good, this is a good arena. Plenty of diverse areas to go to, She thought as she began to glance at her competitors. Some Elli barely glanced at while others she looked over as she started to decide who would make it past the initial blood bath. Finally looking at the cornucopia, she frowned slightly when she saw how it was mainly things like bags and tents though a few weapons were scattered about. Good thing I'm fast.

Asher swallowed nervously as he began to take in the other tributes. To him, any of the looked ready to win it all, unlike him who had been unable to use most of the weapons that were available. The only thing he could use well was a knife and if someone had a long range weapon, that wouldn't help much. He scanned the cornucopia breifly and was surprised when he barely saw any weapons or food. Guess I'm somewhat lucky that I know how to find food.