Hey! Sorry for the slowness, I wrote the entire thing this morning, but I've been writing my other stories as well, so please forgive me. Anyway, here's the night. One person dies tomorrow, and you can guess who it will be. If you get it right, you can get six sponsor points, and three sponsor points for the question below, so yeah. Anyway, I'll release another list, of the dead, and so far, what every tribute is going through, so here's the chapter!
Reyce Ansilen:
The night has fallen, and I guess I'm alright, when the sensation, of hiding under a rock, away from that tree, which I was almost struck. The soft pitter pat of the rain, seems like a lullaby to me, just back and forth. Like teardrops, from all the generations of the Hunger Games. I wonder what it was like the first Hunger Games. Were there allies? Was there a Career pack? How long did it last? But my mother and father never got to see that, so what was the chance I would ever have known?
I quickly eat, some of the last bits of boot, two pieces of beef, at least ten berries, two slices of cheese, and one pack of peanuts. I used to have so much more, but I guess I grew kind of tired of having nothing to eat, so I just ate it up. I can't say I wish I hadn't left the Career pack, because as soon as Layla died, he would've killed my anyway, so maybe I am better off here. I feel a rush of adrenaline, as I realize, that the Games, may be coming to a close. I don't know when and why, I just know it will happen, and when it does, I best be ready.
If I start making a plan, it might fail later. But who said anything about just one plan? It would be hard to know. I'm not the stealing type, but I guess I could find some food. I can't rely on my sponsors all the time, even though, I've seen them help me a ton. Haymitch has been helping me, and I guess I've been either too blind, or too stupid to know it. It was his gift, that lead me out of my cave, that lead me onto the trail again, so that I wouldn't starve to death. And it healed my wounds as welll.
It's because he knew there was going to be a feast, and he wanted me to go there. I caught up a knife or two, and a little backpack, meant for me, but it only help medical supplies, and collection of knives and pickaxes. I think there was something done in there. I can kill anyone, but I'm not really good with a knife. I mean, I'm average, partly because I only trained with it in training. I know I'm no threat right now. Just a helpless little child in the forest, lost, alone, but I can be.
Maybe if I got more food, that could be a start. Being alone has an advantage, and a disadvantage. All the time. I can have whatever I want, eat whatever I want, with no one except Haymitch to criticize me, but I"ll be too far away to hear it. And of course, maybe I can travel quicker, and more effectively, without worrying about a partner. But then again, a partner might have more food on them. They would criticize me, and I would have to share my food. They would have protection, but I would have to slow down for them, or they would have to slow down for me.
So I guess that's all I can think of. An ally would be good. It sure would, and I know that. But of course, there are ups and downs. And while I haven't good a real plan, I better think up one fast, .because I know there's no allying up now. The only thing they'll want to do, is to kill me.
Kiy Everblossom:
She shivers underneath her blanket, and even with all the bandages I put, I know she might not last the night. I try not to cry. How could've I been stupid? Hurt over a fucking peice of leg! But I was, and now I'll pay the price. e without an ally, or be with an injured one.
"Mara?" I ask, trying to hold back tears "Mara?"
Her eyes barely open. They're so pale now, it would be very hard to really get to see them. I dab at her face with water, just as she did, when I had fainted from the heat. This is much worse. If only I had come to her aid earlier. It would have been so much better. I wish I had now. I would do anything to go back, and do this.
I thought, I could have the strength to kill her, if it came down to the both of us. I would be blameless. We would both be blameless, although I know in reality, that she has no chance against me, unless I'm disarmed. Then she would. But if I was disarmed, that would mean she would be too. And why am I thinking about this?
The leg is not good, in fact, I don't think it will stay there. I look up, away from her, when she still coughs up blood. I would kill the Capitol, or kill myself. I owe her, I owe her a ton. I would've died. I know it. and it's my fault too. But I can't tell her this. I don't want to upset her.
"Mara" I say soothingly "Just... just calm down, okay?"
She only coughs in answer, and her eyes find mine, I look down, guilty, guilty with her murder, for what I did to her.
"It's okay Mara, I'm sure it will be fine" I say brightly, although I know it isn't true.
She shakes her head. I know she knows, I just don't want to admit it. That she'll die anyway, and there's nothing I can do about it. Unless, she can outlast the others. And maybe, to pay her pack, I would've died instead. No. What am I thinking? To go kill myself. I turn around. I don't know. I guess I'll stop the blood flow in the meantime, and I guess. Well, I guess if I die, at least she'll have a good hiding spot.
I think of that sneak from 10, Aria. She'll find us, no doubt. I've been screaming, and crying and grunting all day, and now, my face is sticky, with warm, and wet blood, and I don't care, who sees or hears. I'm going to help my ally. I'm one of those people, who finds it essential to pay back debts, and I am, by trying to keep her alive, my friend, my ally.
It's not like I don't hold the Capitol responsible, because it was their bear, but if I had allowed Mara in, then we could've faced it together. So we're both at blame, I can say that. The Capitol and I. And we both owe a debt, except I'll pay mine, through whatever I can. If Mara dies, i have to win. If she lives, she must win. I don't know, if I should hope that she dies, when I know it's my fault. At least, mostly mine.
Aaron Dait:
No deaths, I can't say that's good, or bad. But I know, as soon as the anthem plays. I guess the Gamemakers are out of ideas on this, so they're brainstorming something. I can't say this is going to be as unforgettable as the last Hunger Games, but of course, it'll be somewhere on the list. But it can go very far, since there's been at least sixty-seven other Games.
I wonder why we haven't rebelled. I mean, haven't we had enough of them killing our children and humiliating us? I guess I can't say much, because I know, it's just that way. And I'm in the Games too, so I'm also a peice as well. Nine left, I guess, still. The Career pack, is once again a pack, of two people. Smaller, and somewhat less dangerous, I can say, but the main one seems quite bloodthirsty. I have this habit, of not underestimating my tributes, but I know, that overestimating, won't do as well.
I know the Career pack as weaknesses, their lack of true security, when they had at least four people in the pack, they had an entire group to defend them, and the guards, were usually more awake, and aware, because there was much more time to sleep. Here, they're up half the night, and no doubt that makes them tired, and that's easily a fact. And while Conner is eager to kill, and way he'll kill, I know, is despicable. I don't doubt, that some of the bloodiest deaths in these Games, were ones done by him.
I quietly wonder, what Lili would do. Sitting here, with this stuff in her lap, thinking about her opponents. It's a shame. It's more than a shame. I would've saved her, again and again without one regret. I remember seeing those tributes. Even Daisy, and Jules, waving from the other side of the river, side by side, even with the ones they had killed! I doubt it's real, in fact, the Capitol was only meaning to mock them, by making Jules laughing like the rest, when we haven't even seen him smile...
But I guess like usual, the Capitol will always look for ways to humiliate us, our allies. I think I saw Lili, pick a white rose, and throw it into the river, straight where I was sitting. Another reminder from Snow, that I'm beneath his control. I'm his slave, his servant. And I"ll do what he wants. And by killing Jules, I did that as well. And by letting Lili die... he's trying to break me. That's the thing. By overwhelming me. I'm just another tribute on this lot, but I'm someone he can use, to make the Games more exciting. We haven't had any secret connections, he's pretending like we did.
I guess the thing left to do, is to just stay here, find my way out of these Games, with hardly any blood on my hands. But go home to what? Could it be possible, that Snow has killed my family? Or is he just tricking me? Both seem completely possible, and equally alike. I guess I can say he's a clever sort, that President of ours, he knows how to screw up everyone's lives. Just enough so we can't go on. It's like poison. I lift the bottle, the clear bottle, out of my bag, and I throw it. A gift from Snow, is never good.
Aria Charin:
What they do know: I'm after them. What they don't know: I'm camping right outside their tent. Yes, that brilliant alliance, Kiy and Mara. I watched them, try to take down that bear. I would've killed them, but it was obvious, that Kiy was already prepared, she had her spear, is defense position, and I've seen her throw, she never misses, and her throw are so fast, she'd take me down easily.
But I watch them, like a stalker, as Kiy obviously tends to Mara's pain, and I can hear here either screaming, groaning, or moaning, They're kind of the same thing, but maybe a little different. I listen to them, placed against a tree, knife in hand. I wouldn't attack them now, because if I do, they would hear my footsteps, and then, Kiy would likely stab me, or shoot me, right before I could kill anyone, but if I waited until they were asleep... Yes, that could work. Then, I could take both of them out.
I have my bow and arrows on me, but I know they are useless. I don't even know how to use them. But I have them, and I'll use their sharp tips, to the best extent I an think of. Suppose I lost my knife? I could plunge at them, with my bow and arrow.
It occurs to me, that this might take forever, when you're tending to a friend. They might not go to bed for at least eight hours, if they're stupid enough, or they might stay up the entire night. Well, you can't stay up an entire night, without needing some sort of sleep, so that would give me time, to maybe go around a little, scan the perimeter, in my long, unfilled quest to know the arena by heart. The plains, however, are far away, and it would be impossible, to go down to them. Almost a day's hike down there, and God knows, how these two made it up here.
"Mara?" asks Kiy, as I can hardly, or can't make out her figure "Are you okay?"
Is she okay? It's all I can do to keep from laughing. She must be really worried, to ask such a stupid question. The girl's leg got mauled by a bear! How can she be okay?
"I'll go to sleep" says a very weak voice, very weakly.
"Ar-Are you sure?"
"Yes, it's too much" the voice answers.
It takes a while to figure out that belongs to Mara, and although it should be obvious, that voice is nothing like Mara's. It sounds like a strangled dog. Inside, I know feel hollow, as I realize what I am about to do. I'm about to kill, like I meant to with Nate Morgue, but instead, the jabberjays killed him. If he lived, I guess it would've ended in alliance, but no such luck, I suppose. I sit down, completely unsure of what to do.
I should kill them, get it over with. But then what? Steal their hiding place? Have my siblings watch me kill them? Would they be frightened? To scared to come near me when I came home? I've seen a victor last year, holding out her hands to her siblings, and they jerked away. I shudder. They can't do that, can they?
"If you're listening" I suddenly say out loud, but not loudly enough to hear them "I"m doing, what I have to do, to come home to you"
Mara Mason:
I groan again. The pain is unbelievable. If I had the chance, to either chose to live, or die, I would chose death, because I know, as long as I live, my leg, will never be the same. I know what the Capitol does. I remember, that almost everything in these Games, is fake. And they're laughing at me from there, laughing at my wounds.
I would kill them, I would kill them above anything else. It's all their fault! It's their fault I'm dying. The reason I want to go to sleep, is because I want no one to see me anymore, see the tears that run down my face. I don't want anyone to see. It would be hardly possible to see the, anywhere else, so why not cry into the dark?
It's all over. Kiy can try to keep my alive, all she wants, but I know it won't work. It will be much harder than that. I am wounded, my leg will never be the same it was before. I know, that it's all hopeless, in easy words. She can try, but she'll never do it, no matter how much she believes in herself. She has much more a chance to win, than I do. She is strong, she is fast. She is good with a spear, and archery. She has charm, she'll get the audience on her side. I bet most of the stuff was on her. I don't know, who really was the most popular. I thought the girls from 2,3, and 5 were pretty unforgettable. No one has ever danced on stage in the history of the Hunger Games.
The girl from 2, was very sweet, and very seductive, certainly not a common, or uncommon thing, but she made it quite unforgettable. Clever, the way she played it, and now she's dead. But I can guess, that she was very popular as well. The girl from 3, played it the sweet little girl, and people adore her. They did adore her. They always adore sweet innocents. But I know, that the girl was deadly. I saw her in the bloodbath. She tried to kill me. But I know, that Zoe did kill. She killed one of the twins from six. She told me, that she didn't really mean to, but she did.
I know I am only thinking about this to calm myself, keep myself from going crazy with the Games. I don't know what this will bring, whether it will bring death or riches, but only one of us can live, and I know, this time around, it won't be a Career. Our Career pack, is mostly gone. I won't win either, won't win. My leg, is coming off. It hurts so much, I'm crying without knowing it. Kiy is beside me, but turned away from, as though she thinks it's awkward, I understand. It is.
"Kiy?" I ask, reaching for something.
She gives me her hand, and holds on.
"It's fine Mara" she tells me, and her face appears into view "J-just get some sleep, okay?" she then smiles, and turns away, and lets go of my hand.
So now, it feels like I lay alone, with my eyes focused on the ceiling of our tent. Soon, it will become Kiy's. I close my eyes, and allow myself to drift away, because I know, that sleep, is a break. A long break, away from this hell.
Bea Nuova:
"Hey" says a voice, the second I wake up.
I blink my eyes a few times, before realizing where I truly am, here. I look around.
"Abe?" I ask, reaching out my hand, only to feel the soft fur of a coat.
"I'm here" he tells me.
I sit down up, and rub my eyes. My head is quite sore, and well, I'm very sore in general. Abe's face is in front of me. I can hardly see it, because of all the time we had spent outside, and reinforced me to get used to it, and now, I can no longer see in my darkvision.
"You alright?" he asks.
I nod.
"Of course I am" I say, blushing a little "What happened?"
"Something hit you, and you fainted" he explains.
"And-" I start my question but don't finish it, and he seems to know what I ask, and just shrugs.
"Sleep" he tells me.
I lie down, thinking about it. If I fainted, and we're on top of the cave, that means, that he must've carried me up here. I shouild be grateful, but of course, the only thing i feel is embarrassment. For being so weak, and having to be carried up here. Carried by a boy. I don't know why I feel so shy. This is the Hunger Games! But of course, I am his weak ally, so I can't say much. I look away.
"It's not much of a burden Bea" he tells me "I did it, because I wanted to"
"And why?" I ask, a bit upset "We'll have to kill each other in the end anyway"
He then looks down.
"After all this time Bea, I couldn't kill you, not without regretting the decision my entire life" he tells me, ina low voice.
I look at him curiously. Is this his big confession? He was going to leave me, I'm sure. I'm so weak, so helpless.
"I hope it doesn't come to the two of us" he tells me.
I nod.
" I-I couldn't kill you either Abe, I don't know. Maybe it's just all the adventures"
He shakes his head.
"Bea, we'll be fine. I promise you, as soon as the final five comes, we'll split fair and square, okay?"
I can't say I'm comforted my this, and I can't say he is either. It's a pain, to get used to the ally you have, to the point, where you protect each other, when you're supposed to kill each other. Is every game like this? Always about sacrifice? I couldn't kill myself, anymore than I can kill him. And both, means the end. I think of him, who's suffered so much, and seen so little. Well, seen much more than I have. He lifts his coat, and places it over me.
"You've been here all day, resting under a cold, wet cave, just trust me, you'll need it" he tells me, with a grin.
I nod, and the lie down, haunted by what we say today. He lies down a little ways from me, but not for long.
"I hate it here" I tell him "When we could've been friends back home, but now, we have to kill each other"
He shakes his head.
"I'm not killing you, if it comes down to you and me. I don't care if every camera is watching now, but I simply couldn't do it"
I nod.
Abraham Van Alst:
I guess I'm through being used as a puppet, and that's why I'm saying what I will. If I was left alone with Bea, it's true, I wouldn't be able to kill her. She's proved, to be the most helpless tribute out here, and that's for sure. I guess I'm turning quite hardcore against the Capitol, but I have always been against them, the second that roof collapsed on my brother and my mother. I remember that day so vividly, it's almost hard to think of anything else, at any time.
It was a normal day, and we were working in the factories as usual. The miserable factories, which anything could happen in them, and there was no firedrills, we were working all the time. They said firedrills were a waste of time. Then, suddenly, someone ran in, and shouted, and cried at the same time, that the other room was completely on fire.
They told us, to clean up before we left, and you can imagine, we weren't expecting this, so we began in a fury to clean up the large mess. They didn't even help us, they escaped Old Hill helped us. My brother and mother were nowhere to be seen. I could hear it though, the burning. It increased, in such little time. It took three minutes. to clean up, and no worked was allowed out, until the entire thing was cleaned. They even shoved children back in, when they tried to escape.
Soon enough, to flames broken into the room, and there was smoke. We tried to escape, but they wouldn't let us. Finally, the inspected the place, as if nothing was going on, and dismissed us. By this time, the entire room was up in flames. My father's hand found me, and pulled me away. I was terrifed, and followed him, but I was searching for mom, and my brother, when he pulled me through the door, and we were evacuating.
The entire place was on fire, things were falling. Fiery things. It was disgusting all of this. I called out for Mom, for my brother. They didn't answer, and I darted back in, but Dad caught me, I was struggling.
I could see them, coming my way. I shouted their name, but suddenly, the roof began to falter. I shouted again, and tried to run their aid. Dad went in, and tried to help them, but it turned out, that my little brother, he was stuck under a fallen table, and my mother was trying to get him out. My father began anxiously to pull on the table. The roof began to fall. I ran forward, trying to shout something. My dad saw me, tried to grab my mother and brother, and dived out, but their hands broken away, and roof collapsed on them.
About a month later, they were announced dead. My father's leg and arm were wounded. It hurt, to even look at him. It was so painful. Just the thought of it. But eventually later, as the years went by, I was able to hold my reaction, to a sigh, like now, but I can't let my father lose me again. It would be hard enough, to see me reaped, but to see my dead body in a wooden box, when I already have lost my mother and brother, would be too much.
Caluenda Bates:
I sit down, on the tree, lookout time. It's my night, or at least the first night on lookout. The horizon is decorated with stars. Amazing, how they can make such a bloody place, so full of stars. I know, and knew almost every tribute on this battlefield. I knew their skills, I knew they're ups and downs. Since I thought I was never going to come in, I decided to just with the Games. I memorized each face, each line, and each score. I know that Kiy Everblossom turned a 5, but is wonderfully skilled with a bow and arrow, and a spear. I know, that Reyce Ansilen, is the youngest, and has a score of 6, so while I doubt he's very strong, he can't be ignored either.
I could name almost every face, almost every feature on each face, because I remember seeing all of them, time to time, and from time to time, I noticed something special in a tribute. The way Lilith Adler could lie, has struck me. Her face, so believable, but I know it's all fake. No one from 3, would ever love the Capitol, or the Games, and I know Lili wasn't the type. I was sad to know she died. Se seemed very sensible. I remember the way, Daisy Sheen could charm, with her blonde hair, and natural beauty, but that was about it with her. She was a dumb blonde, and while I don't discriminate based on hair color, I know for a fact, that she disgraces all the blondes in the world.
I can remember, the complete confusion Jules showed over feelings. Like he never learned to feel. It's really that simple to know. I can see him, as a very interesting Career, and I can say, that he would've made a good addition to this pack, if he were still here. The way that girl Thalia, could laugh a lot, but be so able to kill. Her ability to kill, was definitely one of a kind. I remember that boy Abe, and how funny he seemed to the Capitol. How he caught their attention. Bea, and her weakness. It's a surprise she's still alive.
I remember Ambrose, his just awful personality. Unlike most of the Careers, he had nothing to redeem himself. He was just a stupid, evil bloodthirsty Career, and I can't help it if I think so. I'm glad he's dead, to be honest. I doubt he would make a good ally. No one could so easily stand him.
I remember all of them, and I was used to them, and sad when they died, well, most of them that is. I found the twin's death very tragic. But they stood no chance, against anything, but I don't feel, that they deserved that kind of thing. They should've separated themselves. That's my conclusion, but God knows why they didn't. And I can say, that all of them, they really did catch my attention, and my love. It's a shame, that we had such a good group this year. Truly amazing. You'd think it would never happen, but it did, and I'll have to respect it for that.
Conner Sun:
I lie down in my tent, face up. No luck today, no one to kill, but I swear, the first person I see next, is my victim. The sky is black, just like on the night I met Santana. Now, it feels as though we're all running for our lives, down a steep hill, tripping, falling, and hurting ourselves beyond repair. it seems like I'm the only one on my feet, smiling once again. Even Lenny can't catch up to me. It feels wrong, calling an enemy by their first name. I'll call her Bates. I can stomp her out like a worm, but I know, she'll be much harder against.
I have a bow and arrow, she has a mace. I can shoot far, she'll have to throw it, and maces, never make it that far. I know we both have weaknesses, but I am enough, to say that is not my problem, that's hers. No one would listen to me, of course. Couldn't they reap a weaker or more likeable tribute? The thing I want about my old pack, is that I would've died for any of them. I know it, even though I didn't show it. Did I like them? Sure. As far as allianceship goes, they were alright. Did I save them? More than once. And of course, now I"m the only one alive.
One dead because of her own ignorance, literally walking straight into a trap, when it was so obviously there. Thalia. With her spear, brave and bold. She would've been the leader, if I had died. Not Jules, he didn't know how to lead. Not Layla, she was too soft to lead. I never pictured any Careers like them, but that's what we get isn't it? We had a good, sort of alright Career pack, but now, it's falling apart. Very harsly.
"Still awake Bates?" I call out.
"Shut up" she hisses, and I can tell she's right in front of my tent "What the hell do you want to do, wake up the entire forest?"
"Just checkin' sissy" I tell her.
I hear her mutter something, and I just laugh. So easy to hurt and tease. What would I do if I went home? I don't know, just be a victor I guess, carry on with my life. Give my girlfriend a better life. That's pretty much what anyone with morales would do, but the only morale I have, is loyalty, and that doesn't count much.
"Why not?" I mutter, with a small smile.
Loyalty. I guess there's not much to it. Die for your friends, your brother, and your mother. Be faithful to your girlfriend, watch your fellow Career grow together happily while we get to die. While it was me who helped them. I guess some things just backfire on you, when you least expect it. I stay there, like an idiot, watching everything in the sky, from clouds, to birds, to sparkles. Like the stuff we had in the feast yesterday, well, now going to be two days ago.
I close my eyes and allow myself to rest, but not without a knife in my hands. I would stab anyone, even Bates if they so much as moved badly next to me. I'm that sure of myself, and I don't care how goddamned selfish it is, but it's going to happen. I guess I am a monster, but it's not like good people ever win these Games. Most of our victors, are bloodthirsty Careers, and I would become one, if it meant going home. I'm sure any decent person would.
There might be a little delay with the pictures, to be honest... I haven't had the time to work on them, but the drawings are done, I just need to color them, btu I can't find some of them, and blah blah blah. So I'll tell you when I can do it. It might take until August, or until this SYOT is done, and don't worry, if you quit reading, I'll message every single person who submitted a character to this SYOT, and show them their character. This does not include the ones that weren't chosen, because that would not be fair. They will be in my next SYOT, if I can help it. Anyway, here's the list, and remember, one character!
List of Dead So Far:
Daisy Sheen: died in bloodbath
Samyule/Quinn Pincer: died in bloodbath
Ambrose Trueheart: died in bloodbath
Krow Haliss: died in bloodbath
Danielle Raye: killed by knife of Bea
Linna Limye: killed by wolf
Cedar Blackstone: killed in fight with Loewen Shade Grenweth
Clawdius Halestorm: Killed by both Mara and Kiy
Loewen Shade Grenweth: killed by Clawdius
Quorra Foxe: killed slowly by Conner Sun
Nate Morgue: killed by jabberjays
Gary Sue: killed by Thalia's spear
Thalia Constellian: killed by trap with axe
Lilith Adler: shot by Jules Eade
Layla Thompson: stranged by Jules Eade
Jules Eade: killed by Aaron Dait
List of Characters Left:
Conner Sun: He and his new ally, are definitely not holding well together. He's still the same bloodthirsty Career
Caluenda Bates: She has one thing in common with Conner: They both are out to kill.
Abraham Van Alst: He's very attached to Bea, despite all their bickering, and he could not kill her.
Bea Nuova: She's very confused, about this whole alliance, but that doesn't mean she wants to leave it.
Mara Mason: She's very wounded, and fearful, that she might not survive the night.
Aria Charin: She's outside the camp of Kiy and Mara, ready to attack
Kiy Everblossom: She's also very scared, that Mara might not survive, but whether or not she does, she still needs to pay her debt.
Aaron Dait: He knows he can win, but he mustn't underestimate or overestimate his opponents
Reyce Ansilen: He's doing very well, for a young contestant, but of course, thing are going to be more in trouble, eventually.
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Sonofhell666: $10.00 (Aaron Dait. hand scythe, correct answer, correct answer, meat and bread, correct answer)
GirlL0vesDoom: $26.00 (Kiy Everblossom, right answer, correct answer, correct answer, correct answer, one pill, right answer)
Serpent's Ballet: $48.00 (Reyce Ansilen, one guess, correct answer, correct answer, correct answer, correct answer, two right guesses, right guess, treatment cream, right answer)
Iluv every book out there: $22.00 (Linna Limye, right answer)
K. Dorn: $20.00 (Lux DeLoren)
Claudia Harris: $20.00 (Sapphire Corte)
Jac Danvers: $20.00 (Calendula Bates)
Thank you for everything you guys have done, and please tell me if I'm screwing up some more, because I always forget to change them, so just make sure, especially you shadowed13, and Boswerboy. And Goddess of nightmares, I gave you ten bucks. Accepted! Of course :)
Question: What decision is Kiy dealing with?
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