Hunger Games rp

Monica:
Slices and stabs moving targets quickly and quietly.

 

Frenchie:
-goes and watches them-

 

Matt: -stops and watches as 3 dummies fall apart from wounds inflicted by the claws on his gloves-

 

Monica:
Plunges knife into the back of the head of the dummy and dodges an attack.

 

Abigail: *Laughs* I'm not letting you out. xD

 

Matt: -continues Decimating the dummies then moves to a reflex course/

 

James: Please?

 

Monica:
Moves to camouflage.

 

Abigail: You're probably just going to drag me into the closet. But only Because you said please. *Stands up, opening the door*

 

Frenchie:
What's wrong with you?

 

Matt: -makes it through easily movin to traps and snares-

 

James: -bursts out- I considered it

 

Frenchie:
Okay then..since you won't tell me..

 

Abigail: *Glomp*
(If you don't like the closet, here is your damn punishment James.)

 

Monica:
Blends in with wall.

 

Frenchie:
That is some sad chizz