You will no now because I updated the tribute page with who is alive and who is in hell and who has how many sponsor points. You should be able to keep track of how many you have on your own regardless, so I shouldn’t need to be answering any more anon’s like these in the foreseeable future.
All of the following tributes get 6 points:
Well, well, well. Now that all that is over and done with, it’s time for a few announcements.
Also, for Vendetta and Gamble, you are both required to select two other tributes besides yourself. The reasoning behind this will become clear in the next task. But for now, just include this in your task, and all shall be well!
Your task for Day 2 is basically this: What do you do? You have two floors accessible to you, as well as the courtyard. Specify what you do, who you go after, should you go after someone, and where u end the task. Just another normal task! Congrats on making it past the bloodbath, tributes.
Jessica and Vespucci, who had made an alliance during the actual bloodbath, wandered into the school. Jessica, spotting the kitchen stocked full of food, told her ally that they would be better off going there instead of their rooms. Agreeing, Vespucci let himself be lead into the kitchen.
The two allies began to grab as much food as they could. Jessica had been grabbing a few tomatoes and a few carrots when she felt something splash against her neck. Turning, she saw her ally dead on the floor, a shuriken in his neck. Before she could scream, another shuriken flew from seemingly nowhere and embedded itself in her forehead, killing her as well. Kenna, stepping out of the shadows, smiled, gathered up some supplies of her own, and then left the scene of the crime, nobody but her knowing she was there.
Finally, things seemed to settle down. All the tributes that had remained alive were either in the school or outside, watching the stars. Those in their rooms were safe and sound, free from danger… with the exception of two.
Byakua and Nicole were oblivious to the buzzing noise until it was too late. The bees burst through the air vents to each of their rooms, covering them both in stings of utter pain and anguish. Their cannons soon fired. Somewhere in the distance, a voice was cackling.
Vladimir, deciding that he didn’t have enough effort in his body to go fight for a weapon in the bloodbath, simply waltzed into the school, ignoring everything else around him, and went straight to his room, not even bothering to lock it. He then went to sleep.
Noriko, the girl with electric blue hair, watched this display with confusion, but shrugged her shoulders. She didn’t have time to waste. So, with that in mind, she grabs the uncontested kusarigama, sprints into the school and begins to search the school grounds, looking for anything she can use to her advantage. Unfortunately, she finds nothing except for a pair of aching feet.
Baine, with his annoying and prepubescent face, leaves the bloodbath without any weapons either. He makes it to his room, locks the door, and sleeps away the rest of the day.
Wade, with his newly acquired katana, kills Hifumi, who had spent his time in the bloodbath fondling the breasts of all the dead female tributes. Wade was disgusted by this, and decided to do an act of justice and kill the perverted man. After killing him, Wade made his way inside of the school, wandering the grounds just like Noriko had done.
As the bloodbath progressed, some tributes had died already, and others had managed to escape unharmed. As the next alliance appeared, the one consisting of Vendetta and Gamble, more blood was guaranteed to be spilled.
The two tributes had decided on making an alliance early on in the games. Gamble had approached Vendetta in the hopes of forming an alliance. Though she didn’t have her hopes up that the girl would say yes, Gamble had been surprised by Vendetta accepting the girl with open arms. Ever since that moment, the two had been a pair. An Indestructible pair.
Now, the indestructible pair was going to go after a fragile and depressed little transexual boy.
Chihiro, the shemale from District 6, was a peaceful and lovely girl who absolutely hated all kinds of confrontation. She had made up her mind that she would escape from the bloodbath and try and help all the other tributes to escape. She wanted everyone to stay alive! However, her dream was cut short when Vendetta’s bladed yo-yo cut through her neck, causing in the kind girls swift execution.
Not sparing a moment to feel remorseful, Vendetta, holding both bladed yo-yo’s as well as the green key, and Gamble, holding a crossbow and the throwing cards, made their way from the bloodbath to inside the school building. Vendetta had wanted the war hammer as well, but when she saw Mindy running away with it, she decided to let it go. She would kill the girl for it later.
The allies ran straight past the kitchen and into the gym. Vendetta, upon spotting the green lock, smirked and took her green key and unlocked said lock. Inside the navy blue lockers, there was a green laptop that matched the green lock and the green key. Taking it in her arms, Vendetta opened it. The moment she did, something happened. Something popped up on the screen in big, pink letters.
“Congratulations, you have found one of the secret prizes of the games! To claim your prize, please select 2 tributes other than you and your ally!”
Both the tribute from District 7 and the tribute from District 8, just like Asia, left the bloodbath unhanded and unscarred.
Junko, being faster than Oowada, managed to get into the school first. The moment she went in, she went straight for the kitchen and picked up a little bit of food and a few bottles of water from the well stocked kitchen. Just as she was about to leave, Junko could have sworn she heard the sound of someone sneezing coming from the kitchen. Looking back, she saw that no one was there. With narrow eyes, Junko hesitantly made her way from the kitchen to her room, locking herself inside and waiting out the rest of the day in peace and silence.
Being the slower of the two, Mondo decided last minute that he wouldn’t go into the school. He knew that a lot of people would be going into that god forsaken school. So, deciding that it would be the smart thing to do, he swerved from his path to the school and hid in the shrubbery in the courtyard.
Peering out from behind the thick shrubs, Mondo saw something that made his stomach quiver. He saw Fjord cleanly decapitate Kinge, the boy from 1, with his throwing knives that he had gotten from the bloodbath. Then, to make matters weirder, he saw him tear off his sleeves and pant legs and then start to climb the side of the school with his throwing knives as climbing equipment. Mondo couldn’t take his eyes off of him until he disappeared over the top of the building, away from view from all the other tributes. As Mondo watched this, he couldn’t help but wonder what the boy from 3 was doing…
Jumping off her platform the moment the gong rang out, Elizabeth, the tiny little girl from 7, was off, running all the way towards the item she had set her sights on. Once the axe was grasped firmly between her fingers, Elizabeth started to run off, not wanting to be apart of any bloodshed. However, things wouldn’t be so easy for the little girl. All of a sudden, she felt something grab her shoulder. Turning around with wide eyes, Elizabeth saw the face of Victor Maid, the boy from District 8. And boy did he look like a sadistic son of a bitch to her.
"Come on little girl, don’t you wanna have a little bit of fun before you die? Fly into papas arms and he’ll make sure you’re taken care of nicely." The words flew from Victor’s mouth and straight into Elizabeth’s disgusted face. With one of her eyebrows soaring high into her hairline, Elizabeth made a gargling noise, which confused Victor, and then spat into the pretty boys face.
Releasing her shoulder, Victor stepped back, disgusted. By the time he had wiped away the spit, Elizabeth had gotten close to him, axe raised in her arms. Without a moments hesitation, the girl from 7 buried the axe into the boys neck, watching with unwavering eyes as blood spattered from his neck and into her face. The feeling of splattering blood was nothing new for the girl and so as the boys lifeless body dropped to the ground, Elizabeth relinquished her axe from his neck and took off for somewhere else in the bloodbath.
Doing the complete opposite of Elizabeth, Asia, the girl from 6, turned around and sprinted away from the bloodbath the moment the gong rang out. She wasn’t going to take any chances with the violent tributes that were gruesomely tearing each other limb from limb.
Managing to make it into the school right after Vermillion and Sonia, the girl from six went straight to her room, locking the door as she did so. As she turned around, something struck her as off. The first was that the room was a mess, and the second was that the bathroom door was open.
Someone was in her room.
Slowly and quietly, Asia made her way next to the door. Pressing her ear to the door, she could hear the sounds of moaning coming from the bathroom. The first thing that popped into her head was that someone was being tortured in her very own bathroom. She felt her stomach drop at the mental image, but her stomach dropped all the way to her toes when she peaked inside the door and saw what was within.
Clive, the boy from district 4, was standing up, his pants around his ankles, and something in his hands. Asia was disgusted. So disgusted and affronted by what was going on in her bathroom, that she barged in, interrupting Clive from his guilty pleasures. The boy was caught red handed and red faced. He barely had time to register who had barged in on his private affair when he felt a hand on his neck. Asia, filled with rage, grabbed the boys neck and took his head and brought it crashing down into the porcelain white toilet.
Clive’s struggles to escape slowly ceased as his body went limp and he stopped fighting. Now that the revolting boy was dead, Asia, still disgusted, went back to the main part of her room. She was surprised to find that there was a little gift on the bed, wrapped in a little red bow…
The two lovers from District 2 looked at one another the moment they saw each other at the bloodbath. They had fallen in love during their stay in the arena, and they had vowed to not let anything happen to the other. They would protect each other through thick and thin, and through better and worse. Their love would prevail through all!
When the gong sounded, the two tributes from District 2 sprinted off their platforms and towards each other. They quickly embraced one another before setting their sights on some of the items in the cornucopia. Together, they ran and obtained a few items without getting any blood on their hands. Vermillion managed to obtain the snake sword, while Sonia managed to grasp the rapier between her perfectly manicured nails.
Once they gotten what they had wanted, the two lovers escaped from the bloodbath unharmed. They were the first into the school and, once inside, they ran straight for Sonia’s room, locking themselves inside so they could spend a little quality time together…
As each of the tribute’s takes in their surroundings, some of them start formulating plans, others look around, glancing at their future allies, and some just stand there, having a miniature panic attack. Regardless of what’s going on in their heads at this moment, one thing is certain…
Many of them will die in the bloodbath.
Whether they know it or not, they will soon enough. As the bloodbath countdown clock counts down, slowly ticking on and on as if to taunt the tributes, a voice blares out and into the ears of each of the tributes.
"Upupupupupu! Greetings tributes—oops! I mean students! Today is your first day at Hope’s Peak Academy. Do make your principal proud, dear students. If you don’t, or if it gets too boring, I may have to just kill you all to get the ratings up higher! Upupupupu! That is all! Good luck, students."
Once the child-like voice vanishes, tribute notice that the countdown clock has rapidly dropped down to 5. Only 5 seconds left before the end for some of these tributes. Let’s see how it works out for them…
Do you have what it takes to be a tribute in the 9th Library Games? Will you stand up and volunteer or be plucked from the crowd? Apply now and give it your best shot at Victory!
- Victors from this blog can win again!
- You must have your ask or submit box open. I must have a way to contact you.
- No tumblr? No roleplaying… easy as that.
- Applications must be complete, per the the necessary requirements listed here.
Applications are filled on a first come, first serve basis. You can reserve a spot for 24 hours. If you do not send an application in by the end of 24 hours, the spot will be reopened.
May the odds be ever in your favor!
-Head Gamemaker Ivory
If you have already, or do apply to these games soon your tribute will be awarded with a free weapon of your choice. The GM of this game is eager to start so it will begin quickly once she has the number of apps she wants.
Bringing back the legendary art of the victory dance, our first three-time victor Korinthe (slash Jean slash Dakota) makes the dance floor her latest victim.
Normally there is, this time due to reasons (me forgetting) there won’t be a task however if you write somewhere in tasks from now on about how you can do something based on your training that is fine. Just don’t go to overboard or you’ll be considered god-modding.
Wednesday @ 11:59PM CST