(Source: thesarahjanesmith, via madimpossibledoctor)
Maybe this time we lock the Princess in the tower.
The Camera flickered on.
“Really, you though we were going to leave it at that. How stupid can you get?”
The room was dark but you could see a figure sat on a chair. There was a click and the lights flickered on. Amelia Pond was slumped on the chair, her hands tied behind her back.
“Five minutes, a message to your family and then you read mine.” A woman behind the camera said in a familiar voice. Amy looked up and rolled her eyes,
“What read from those crappy cards you made up?” She snapped at the woman and there was a growl and Amy stopped. “So… urgh I’m going to waist five minutes trying to think of what to say. She laughed. “Now Aurora I want you to be good for Daddy while Mummy is away.” Amy said, she then looked away from the camera and muttered something to someone who untied her wrists. She started signing while talking, but her signing was completely different to her talking. “I love you Princess. Okay now you go and play somewhere else while I talk to Daddy.” She paused, “Whatever happens I do not want you coming after me, I mean it. Seriously. I don’t want you or need you getting hurt, you need to look after Aurora okay, I’ll get out soon.” A large man walked up to Amy and punched her in the face so she slumped sideways. She looked up towards the camera. “And I love you. Forever and always.” Her head snapped to look somewhere. The five minutes was up.
Amy looked back to the Camera. “The Capitol would like to present the return of all tributes from the last games, due to technical difficulties they were unable to finish this years games so have been chosen to return. If there is absence of tributes, we’ll let this one die first. Happy hunger Games. And may the odds be ever in your favour.”
The Camera flickered off.
Amy had been signing co-ordinates, not to her daughter.
Everyone escaped!
“You have got to be kidding me!” Wendy snapped and threw a chair across the room. “All you had to do was keep them in the damn place and they are gone! GET OUT!” She shouted and the guards ran. The next moment an unusual looking man walked in behind her. “No! It wasn’t my fault! I didn’t do it! I didn’t…”
(omg guys we’re free. Thanks for playing, it was really great. Sorry if it kind of died at the end, it’s hard getting everyone to communicate. LOL I ended up everywhere at the same time which was a bit messed up. But yeah it was really fun and thanks for doing it with me :) If anyone wants to write anymore that’s fine. But yeah. Enough from me. Love you all xx)
Um, Well it’s got to be said | Open | THG
If it was to be said, he was lost well not that lost. He had no idea how he got lost in all this, well apart from being slightly clumsy again. Or just less lost, he didn’t know.
Where is everyone?
Amy looked up to see the force-field disintegrating. She ran out of the cornucopia, she couldn’t see anyone. Thankfully that last capitol man was still unconscious. Amy looked back over to the forest trying to see Sherlock, or anyone. Amy was not struggling on her ankle, she balanced on one foot looking around. She picked up a sword from the floor next to one of the dead tributes and rested against it in the ground.
Where is everyone?
Amy looked up to see the force-field disintegrating. She ran out of the cornucopia, she couldn’t see anyone. Thankfully that last capitol man was still unconscious. Amy looked back over to the forest trying to see Sherlock, or anyone. Amy was not struggling on her ankle, she balanced on one foot looking around. She picked up a sword from the floor next to one of the dead tributes and rested against it in the ground.
The Force field has cracked!
(This is for everyone, if the master and the Doctor want to write the sonic breaking hing that’s fine, if not can we just say you did it :) )
Two Drums Sound.
Sebastian Moran: Let the Games begin! | Time for the Games, sweetie open RP
Sebastian stood on the platform, looking at the Cornucopia and the equipment inside it. His eyes honed in on a vicious looking knife set, next to a backpack that seemed full. Eyes set, he waited for the countdown to end.
5.
4.
3.
2.
1.
And the gong went, and Sebastian was off. He ignored…
