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Post by Eileen on Jul 22, 2014 10:39:03 GMT -7
The Camouflage Training Station can help you in helping how to hide in the arena as well as learning how to become stealthier. This can be an important thing to learn in order to survive. Many Tributes who know they don't have the skills to use weapons may consider training camouflage or stealth. Tributes may only choose to train either camouflage OR stealth, not both. When training in camouflage tributes have the ability to use any materials and colors of their choosing. Camouflage can aid them in hiding themselves somewhere, as well as hiding in plain sight with the use of props, equipment, and other items available in the arena. You may practice in camouflaging in different settings (such as hiding in the woods, a room, a street, a building etc). When training in stealth, the tributes will enter a room. They may choose to have it darkened or brightened. They may also choose the setting of what the room would look like, and practice in as many settings as they would like. For example- forest, desert, a furnished room, an empty building, streets, a house, etc etc. The room will have between 1-4 sense sensitive holograms which will respond to your tributes movements/noises/etc when detected. Write a 200-1000 word response on what your tribute does in this station. |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 2, 2014 10:33:15 GMT -7
Ambrosia had gone to the stealth station. She had snuck around many times in District 10, as sometimes she was so desperate for coin that she pickpocketed people. It was something she had to do to survive, even if it was a death wish. She had been successful considering that she wasn't dead right now. Ambrosia had looked around at the whole shindig, and she read the instructions that went with it. She had to sneak, and it was activated by different holograms and environments. She clicked the screen and she picked the environment of a ruined building. She then picked the hardest difficulty level with four holograms. She knew that nobody paid attention to this station, as it wasn't really a threatening station.
The girl from ten had then walked into the room, and the whole environment changed into a place of rubble and destruction. It kind of looked like District 13 in the video they played every year. She saw the holograms, and she grabbed a knife that she was suppose to use to kill the holograms whens she snuck up on them. She held the knife in her right hand. She used to skin the cows and chop them up back home, so a knife wasn't completely foreign to her. The countdown began, and she was ready to take down some holograms. Just this one time she didn't want to act weak. She just wanted to be herself, but being herself meant danger.
She saw the holograms move around, and when one turned to try and find her, she moved behind a wall or a piece of rubble. The first one had walked passed her, and she went behind it and slit its throat. It disappeared, and there was three more left for Ambrosia. She had snuck to a wall on the other side, and she heard footsteps walking towards her. Next to her was a window, and she walked onto the ledge. She dropped herself and held onto the ledge. Thank goodness she had some sort of upper arm strength, because she would have fallen quiet easily. Ambrosia heard the hologram walk up to the window and then away, and she climbed back up. She snuck up behind the departed hologram and sliced its throat as she did the first one.
The last two were the most difficult. They were clearly in the sun and right next to each other. Ambrosia had looked at the two, and they were right next to each other and facing the main alleyway. She climbed over a piece of rubble and over the wall too. She then saw the two, and they were about ten feet away from them. She put her body against the wall, and she knew that she couldn't sneak past them. She saw them, and looking over the wall, she flung the knife into the hologram's leg and it disappeared. She then picked up a piece of rubble, ran towards the last one, and plunged the rubble into its chest. Even though the last one wasn't a sneaky approach, she killed it anyways. Breathing heavily, the environment went back to the room and she walked away from it, wiping the sweat off of her face.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 4, 2014 11:25:48 GMT -7
Lucas wandered into the Stealth training station. Johanna had told him to keep his skills under the radar, so instead of going for the obvious, he decided to train in something he already had some skills in but needed improvement. He looked through the glass which only showed him darkness. On the side of the door was what looked like one of the high technology devices he'd been seeing around the Training Area and in the apartments. Looking down at it, he read the options. Lucas clicked the buttons that said Ruined Building, Random, Mutts & Tributes. Once he clicked Okay, the doors opened.
Not knowing what to expect, he walked in through the open door. Immediately, the room lit up and in the center was a hologram of the building layout. There were three floors filled with furniture and mutts and tributes. The heat signatures showed there were 5 mutts and 2 tributes in the building's 3rd and 2nd floor. He was on the top, 3rd floor and a line appeared in the building letting him know that he had to make it to the 1st floor without being detected. Then without another second delay, the hologram disappeared and he was left in darkness. He had no weapon, so he knew that he'd have to get through this without an incident. He shook his head, mentally kicking himself for not bringing a weapon with him. Even a knife would have sufficed. But, what was done was done. Lucas bent down and waited for his eyes to adjust. As he waited, the room slowly showed a soft warm light, but not enough to see clearly. He was able to make out the shapes and outlines of the things around him. This was enough.
Lucas heard some movement on the far side of the room. He had to find the stairs somehow, but the hologram had not shown it. Of course not, that'd be too easy, he scoffed inside his mind keeping himself as quiet as he could as he made his way towards one side of the room. His goal was to find a wall. Most staircases were near walls, so it was a good place to start. Keeping himself crouched down, he inched slowly until his hand touched something hard and cold. He scraped at it with his finger nails and felt the texture- cement. Find the wall, check. Keeping his hand on the wall, he inched forward with his other hand in front of him. His ears pricked at every noise, but the only noises he heard were still at the far side of the room. Lucas had scrawled perhaps a few feet when he felt something wooden with his free hand that he had put in front of him as he went. Slowly, he felt around the piece of wood and felt another connection to another piece of wood. Rails, it had to be stair railing. Making his way to the other side of it, he felt the floor dip down until he met another platform, another dip and another platform. Yes, it was in fact stairs! Keeping his body close to the wall as he climbed down the stairs slowly, he ended at the bottom in about five minutes. Once reaching the bottom of the stairs, Lucas remained still to let his eyes adjust some more to the new surrounding. It seemed as if the layout was pretty much the same as the 3rd floor. So if it was the same, then this meant that the stairs on the second floor would be at the other end of the room. He slowly felt his way around, with his hand still on the wall.
His ears heard a noise at the other end, exactly where he wanted to go. Lucas wondered if he should risk it or try to see if the stairs would be in a different place. Not wanting to risk getting caught, he turned around the other way and decided to take the long way around. This way, if the stairs wasn't where he expected them to be, then he could avoid whatever was at the other side. As he walked, Lucas heard movement at the other side. It sounded like a person walking, pacing. While another spoke in whispers. Slowly, he walked around the wall, but unfortunately, his first instinct was right. The stairs were in fact where the Tributes were located at. Slowly standing up, Lucas pressed himself against the wall, his one arms stretched out so he could make sure he wasn't going to run into anything. Again, Lucas inched his way towards the voices. Hopefully, they were only near the stairs and not on it. Once at the far wall, he could hear the tribute whispering clearly and the footsteps of the other crisp within 3 feet away from him. Lucas squinted his eyes slightly just to make sure the whites of his eyes wouldn't reflect off anything. Within ten small side steps, he felt the floor dip down. Yes, the stairs! He almost stumbled on the next step which caused the tribute to stop pacing and the other one to stop whispering. Lucas held his breath and didn't move. After what seemed like hours, but perhaps only minutes, the tributes went back to what they were doing. Slowly, he made his way down the steps until he reached the bottom. Now he just had to find the front door.
Continuing with his wall technique, he slid down the walls until feeling a wooden type of wall. His fingers gripped something round and metal. The doorknob. Twisting it open, he pulled on the door.
The hologram brightened and Lucas was out of the room and back into the training Arena. The computer on the side blinked "Congratulations" and showed his time of 33 minutes with the route he took through the building.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2014 13:42:31 GMT -7
Lex had been apprehensive about training. There wasn't anything he was good at. He was now properly worried that he'd be one of the first to die out of sheer lack of skill or perhaps stupidity. He considered himself a little smarter than average, but not by much. He compensated for everything he didn't have with his talent to make people laugh or ability to make people comfortable around him. All this survival stuff was something he'd never been faced with and he was completely out of his element. But Lex had to train in something. Walking towards the Camouflage station, he decided this was his best bet. He wanted to disappear from this place anyways, this was probably the best way to do it.
He looked down at the table in front of him. There were different types of plants, dirt and mud, cinder blocks, pieces of wood, mirrors, and just basically everything anyone could think of. Lex picked up some branches and then a large string. Tying one end of it to the branch, he picked up another branch and tied it to the string. Lex continued to tie different sizes of branches together until he had about 5 tall ones. Then, spotting large pot, he stepped inside it. One foot and then the next, inside the large pot. It was large enough so that he could squat down. Leaning over to grab the branches he'd tied together, Lex pushed the ends of the branches into the pot. He put the branches around him in a circle as he tried to cover himself up. Then squatting down even further into the pot, he snuggled in and tried to get as comfortable as possible. The leaves and branches covered him whole as he sat in the pot just watching everyone. After a few minutes, he wiggled his body so that the pot would topple left and right as it inched forward.
He slowly creeped his way towards a trainer who had her back turned to him. Whenever the trainer would turn around, he'd stop and remain still. After he had gotten a good 5 feet towards her, a mischievous grin appeared on his face. Jumping out of the pot with all the branches, he pounced on the trainer, much like a cat, and made a beastly call resembling a chimp.
"AYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!"
Pulling the branches up over his head, he swat at the trainer with them, completely taking her by surprise as a look of horror appeared on her face. When the trainer fell on her back, Lex stopped and began to laugh. After a while, his laughter couldn't cease and he fell backwards on the table, laughing the entire way to the floor where the branches covered him.
"Sorry about that," Lex said once he was finished laughing. The trainer had gotten up and wiped herself off. "You should have seen the look on your face!" He looked down at the branches, "I guess I did a good job with my camouflage, yes? Do I get an A+ + for this?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 11, 2014 18:06:54 GMT -7
Serena didn't want to kill dolls, so she decided she would have to hide from them. An area called camouflage and stealth sounded promising to her. She often hid from the mean dolls in the doll house. The doll telling her what to do said she would have 5 minutes to hide her self with paint and such. Then holograms would be released and if they found her within the course of ten minutes, she lost. It was like hide and seek!
As soon as the timer started and Serena chose her landscape, a house. She took the paints and started painting herself. She painted herself dark, like a shadow, and then she hid herself under the couch. It was dark, hiding her, she had painted herself like the floorboards with shadows on it. She closed her eyelids which she had painted delicately. The holograms were released. She heard the creaking of footsteps throughout the house suddenly. There was one in the room she was in. It checked a couch right next to here and then it turned to check somewhere else. As it turned, Serena silently moved to the other one, hoping that the hologram would be so thorough it wouldn't check there again.
A few minutes later, the timer bussed for ten minutes. Serena crawled out from her hiding place. The doll trainer congratulated her, "Nice job eight."
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