((Open Hunger Games RP. Be a male tribute?)) I stand on my platform, struggling to hide my shaking. I know I'm failing. All of the other tributes look so prepared... I gulp. Throughout training, I managed to keep a low profile, except when I scored an 11 from the Gamemakers for my 1-on-1. Everyone hated me after that. "5, 4, 3..." I gulp, my body shaking. Once the buzzer sounds, I rush to the supplies and grab the first thing I can, a filled backpack, and run into the forest.