The Final Days - Lambs to the Slaughter

Woohoo!

Also, this is complete bullshit, don't penalize me for using what the sponsors gave me of their own accord. Blame the Mutts for forcing me not to shoot multiple times when I otherwise would have, they're your babies.

Beauty is so subjective.

Duh, it's OBVIOUSLY Caesar.

I didn't think Caesar was considered a sponsor, I thought he was a host/interviewer.

*like ryan seacrest.

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14. The Hunger Games simply aren’t fair. But remember that you’re being watched. Life isn’t about the challenges you face, but how you respond to them.

Marvel wrote:

I didn't think Caesar was considered a sponsor, I thought he was a host/interviewer.

He's listed and has been playing as a sponsor. However in the books, you're correct, he's simply the host.

I know he is one because I've gotten things (well, at least one thing) labeled as Sponsor Gift from him.

Sorry, I have images turned off, could you repeat that Clove? Use your WORDS, man!

Claudius Templesmith wrote:

Wrong answer, but he won a spear nonetheless.

I disagree - I'm fabulous.

Carr wrote:

I know he is one because I've gotten things (well, at least one thing) labeled as Sponsor Gift from him.

He's right, and I'm the prettiest of them all. (You've got to do something about those dogs though...)

Octavia wrote:

Claudius Templesmith wrote:

Wrong answer, but he won a spear nonetheless.

I disagree - I'm fabulous.

Sure, but you're not going to bed with him tonight...

Are you out of guards now, Carr?

I'm not out of spears, I'll say that much.

If we keep this up, the game will last until I'm of retirement age, then I can really devote myself.

He's gotta run out of guards eventually.












Right?

Mutt3 wrote:

He's gotta run out of guards eventually.


Right?

You'd think.


I'd say there's a good chance he's out now.

I forgive your betrayal, Carr.

Hey, I had the ability to stop them, had to do it. It's just a shame this can't be settled honorably amongst those who've persevered and fought to make it this far.

So...what now?

Caesar Flickerman wrote:

Octavia wrote:

Claudius Templesmith wrote:

Wrong answer, but he won a spear nonetheless.

I disagree - I'm fabulous.

Sure, but you're not going to bed with him tonight...

Oh you would have won either way. I just felt the urge to defend my semi-average-greenness.

Carr wrote:

So...what now?

Now I try to scare you into submission with an intimidating stare.

When does the new day end, anyway?

Mutt3 wrote:

When does the new day end, anyway?

I don't think he said.

Marvel wrote:

Carr wrote:

So...what now?

Now I try to scare you into submission with an intimidating stare.

If that doesn't work, bring on the tears.

Don't make me call forth the kittens!

Snacks!

It's over when you tell me it's over. If I'm awake.

Everyone around to do another day in the next hour?

Mutt3 wrote:

Snacks!

olol, distract the mutts!

I have no idea where to go from here.

To your grave I'm afraid, dear Marvel.

Kill the Beast(s)!

I like you Mutts, you play a good game. It has to end sometime.

Clearly Gaston and I are of equal beauty. You should listen to him.

But are you of equal spitting acumen (he's especially good at expectorating, ya know)?




ETA: Also screw it, lock it down whenever.

Aww now I kinda like Clove.

I'd kill him in a belching contest.