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[ghostlocked]

[It's late when Harlan folds and decides to go to the network for a distraction. He would vastly prefer not to do this, but, well. That's why it's called folding.]

cant sleep.
tell me stories.

[ooc: feel free to threadjack and use this as a sort of storytelling free-for-all!]

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[64th]

Not exactly.

They decided that to show we were truly sorry for what we'd done and grateful for everything the Capitol provides, each district would offer two tributes every year to flight to the death. That's been going on for 75 years.

I was supposed to live the rest off my life in peace. They sent me back in the arena. And no told me about plans for a second rebellion. So really you could say everyone I ever met stabbed me in the back.

Well. One of them stabbed me in the front.

[ghostlocked]

wtf? holy shit.
so wait are u sayin u had to fight a bunch of ppl to the death and u won?
wow. im sorry.
thats fucked up.
on the capitols part i mean. sounds like u were just doin what u had to do.
and u had to go back?

[64th]

It was fucked up, but I was really good at it.

[ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ]

Yeah, I had to go back because this dumb little girl thought she would disobey our president, publicly, on live TV. so we all got punished. I heard she lived.

bitter? what makes you say that??

[ghostlocked]

jfc.
i mean i dont blame u. wanting to live is a powerful urge.
but fuck what a thing to learn abt urself.
double fucked up that u had to do it again.
so wait. r u sayin u died?