Klaus Joseph

I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you

Klark was thirsty. He needed water. ASAP. Klark climed up the stairwell, and thankfully, made it to the second floor of the Castle un-harmed. He gave a sigh of relief, and began looking for some water. He came upon a room, and went inside, seeing water. Klark, not having druken anything in two days, was very thirsty, and began to drool. He went over to the water, and took several hand-fulls drinks of it. He gave a smile, that soon turned into a frown as he saw another tribute in the room.
"Uh...."
Lookes like the Gamekeepers were going to get to play with Klark, after all.

I stepped into the room. "Klaus, there you are..." I looked at the boy. "Is this an ally" I scowled. "Or is he bothering you?" I asked. I raised my mace threteningly.

I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you

Quickly, Klark put up both of his hands. This was hist first encounter with another tribute noticing him. "No, I uh...I'm not an ally. But I'm not a um...I'm not an enemy either..." Klark thought for a moment, realizing that he was an enemy. It was either kill or be killed, but Klark didn't really want to do either.
"Look, dude, I didn't plan on hurting you guys. I was just real thirsty. Can't we all just pretend that this never happend?"
Klark wished that he'd be able to walk out of here alive, and maybe find a place to make camp at. He prayed slighlently.
Oh, gosh, please please please let me make it out of here ok. All I want to do is go back to Disrict six and see my brother again, I don't want to kill anyone.
Hopefully someone heard his silent prayer and he'd make it.

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GM is waiting for Emzink.

I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you

Klark thought about his options-fast. Either stay here and get killed by these tributes, stay here and possibly burn to death, or ally himself with these people. He knew what he was gonna do, duh.
"Yea, yea sure."
Klark stepped into the water, taking another drink before dousing himself with the water. Then, he went over to his new allies.
"When we're out by the fire, keep your hands over your face and get as close to the ground as possible-the smoke will kill you more than the fire will."
Klark, thankfully, had gone through a few fire drills back in District six. A lot of the people there worked with oil, and occasionally, it would catch fire, so they would have a drill every now and then. Thank God he listend.

I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you

Klark began panicking on the inside as the door colaped. If I make it out alive, I never want to look at another rock again. But then, his new allies turn on him. Saying that the gamekeepers would probably let them out if someone died, or if they put on a good show. Klark couldn't let his brother die like this, but he also saw from the other tributes view. They were best friends, and Klark didn't know if his best friend was here, if he could kill him.
"I know where your coming from but I...I can't die. Not yet. I've got to get back and see my brother...So if you fight me, I'm going to fight back. I've got to make it out of here..." Klarks mind began to wander. Could he get out of here alive? Maybe if he dug the rocks away from the colapsed door then it would reveal an entrance...but then again, maybe not. The possiblities were endless.

I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you

Klark needed to get out of here. NOW. He was becoming slightly claustrophobic. The air was getting warmer, so he figured that the fire was raging outside. The rocks were probably to hot to touch, so he was stuck in there. The air was still getting warmer-the fire probably eating all of the oxygen.
I'm going to die... He thought to himself. He wasn't going to make it out of this room alive. He. Was going. To. Die.


~Sno, you really enjoy trapping people in rooms, don't you?~

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I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you

As an axe hit Klark in the leg, he felt like he was going to die. Not just because of the new wound on his leg that was spurting blood, but because the room was becoming warmer...and warmer...and warmer. Outside, the fire must have become so hot that it heated the rocks that then heated the room...and creating a oven.
Klark dropped down to the ground for a few reasons:
To get his own axe, potentially stop the bleeding from his leg, and to get closer to the ground in case the fire was sucking out all of the oxygen.
"You...you guys...we...we have to-to get out. Now-their cooking us in a...a giant oven. Drama, not death."
Sweat began to fall down Klark's face as the tepruature rose.

I realized he was right. I tried to find a way out. Either through a window or a tunnel or anything. "Fritz, we need to run. We'll fight later." I commanded roughly.