User blog:AngelsHolocaust/The Cryptic Games

Introduction
Hello everyone. I'm back with another games, and by the looks of it, they're gonna be my last. High school is heating up and soon I won't have enough time to come on as I will be extremely busy.

The title, The Cryptic Games, is a secret for now. The word cryptic means mysterious, puzzling in meaning. So for these games, I will have a twist. The twist involves ideas from three books I read over the summer holidays, and for these games; I plan to make them my best yet.

Obviously they won't be as great as some of the other games on this wiki, but I know a lot of you read my writing, and if you like my Battle Royale games, you will definitely like these.

These games will be split into five parts, each portion including at least two to five days in the arena. These games will be a bit long for my liking, but I'm making a commitment to continue with these games.

There are six users I definitely want in these games, and they have been listed somewhere below and they will be notified about these games as soon as possible.

The tributes, they NEED to be detailed. I care most about the tribute's personality, the other information I don't really care for, but I need every little bit of your tribute to be as detailed as possible. Obviously, you don't have to go overboard, but just include as much as you can.

As soon as all the tribute slots have been filled, I will begin brainstorming and I will jot down all of my ideas and mash them all together. One last thing.

Let the Cryptic Games begin.

Rules and Requirements
A few rules:

1. NO SWEARING/INAPPROPRIATE LANGUAGE. It's irrelevant, and unneeded. There are children here too and we need to control our language and be good role models.

2. Please don't get upset when your tribute dies. Obviously, in The Hunger Games, people die, and only one can win. So it's immature to whine about one of your tributes dying, most of you will have all of your tributes die.

3. Remember, it's just a story. Tributes, mutts, they're all just fantasy! This is just for mine and your entertainment, so please be sensible.

4. Have fun! Like I said above, it's just entertainment. Sit back and enjoy my writing!

Okay, firstly, you can have one tribute. There will be 30 Districts, so these games include District 0, 13 and 14. Yes, you are only allowed one tribute, I want to get a lot of users involved in these games as they will possibly be my last. I will be accepting tributes of all sorts, but please, I beg you, make them creative. . I also want to get as many old users in these games as possible, this includes; Jabberjay78, Angry birds12, SerpentKing999, TheMysteriousGeek, Mopping and TDR97.

Make your tributes as creative as possible, and also supply a description of your tribute's appearance, or better a lunaii.

Requirements: Name, Age, District, Gender, Personality, History, Skills, Weapon(s) and any other information you wish to include. No reservations.

I took three of Angry's tributes as I adore them and well, yeah.

Tributes
 District 0: Astrology 

District 0 Female: Artemis Maymoon

District 0 Male: Astre Celestius

 District 1: Luxury Items 

District 1 Female: Bliss Diamond

District 1 Male: Garnet Limerick

 District 2: Weaponry and Masonry 

District 2 Female: Kourtney Rodriguez

District 2 Male: Nicholas Chung

 District 3: Electricity 

District 3 Female: Jaia Ng

District 3 Male: Gauge Down

 District 4: Fishing 

District 4 Female: Isis Glow

District 4 Male: Draco Light

 District 5: Power 

District 5 Female: Tessa Powers

District 5 Male: Falcon Generate

 District 6: Transportation 

District 6 Female: Mary Solar

District 6 Male: Sagitarius Profane

 District 7: Lumber 

District 7 Female: Thistle Wisteria

District 7 Male: Griffin Oak

 District 8: Textiles 

District 8 Female: Cruella Black

District 8 Male: Indigo Rankine

 District 9: Grain 

District 9 Female: Jasmine Firethorn

District 9 Male: Fredrick Thorton

 District 10: Livestock 

District 10 Female: Hallee Warren

District 10 Male: Slida Tain

 District 11: Agriculture 

District 11 Female: Lily Shade

District 11 Male: Luke Heart

 District 12: Coal Mining 

District 12 Female: Florence Serpentia

District 12 Male: Birch Saunders

 District 13: Graphite Mining and Nuclear 

District 13 Female: Sydnee Wren

District 13 Male: Loki Shadows

 District 14: Muttations 

District 14 Female: Maia Pithra

District 14 Male: Furry Anderson

The Arena
Hey! So, this arena is basically just an abandonded island, like one from my other games, but I have a picture! Here's a brief descriptions of each sector.

 Sector One: 



So, for the first sector, it's just a forest, basically. There's many, many trees and also a few caves and waterfalls. There's a stream or two here and edible plants, as well as poisonous. This is the best area for concealment, beverage and nourishment, as there's a fair quantity of apple trees, pear trees and several places to hide and evade danger.

 Sector Two: 

The second sector, the bottom left corner of the arena, is a small village offering scattered huts and many wooden shacks. The amount of huts is larger than the scads of sheds, and it would take at least ten to twenty hours to investigate each hut in pursue of tributes. This area doesn't offer much, but exposure is rare here and if in desperate need of veiling, this is the best place to pay a visit.

 Sector Three: 

Sector three, the luxuriated area of the arena. Here, you can find many buildings and skyscrapers, about thirty towers in total. One or two of the buildings here are hotels, some are offices, and many more genres included. The power has been cut out throughout the island, and all cuisine and beverage from buildings has been seized by peacekeepers and taken away. All buildings have at least five or more floors, and the majority of them have twenty and above. The tributes will be forced out of these buildings somehow by the gamemakers if they are staying in the building too long. These buildings offer great view of other tributes and other unwanted guests, and also warmth and shelter.

 Sector Four: 

The last sector, the bottom right corner of the stadium of death, is a sweltering beach, peppered with rocks and palm trees. The beach doesn't offer shelter nor concealment, unless the tribute can camoflauge themself to blend in with the pristine scenery. There is a large sea, salty water cleansing the beige sand as it rolls onto the beach. If attempting to escape by sea, the tribute will be knifed with the gamemakers' weapons, or will strike the titantic forcefield and will perish within seconds.

Notes for the Games: That's all for now.
 * 1) There will be no cornucopia
 * 2) Tributes will rise in random areas of the arena
 * 3) Each tribute will start out with a completely random weapon
 * 4) Some building doors will be locked, so tributes may have to break in
 * 5) Each building provides at least one survival pack, which could be hidden anywhere
 * 6) Backpacks each provide a beverage, something edible, and survival equipment
 * 7) No sponsoring
 * 8) Huts are wide and spacious, but don't include anywhere to hide in them, they're pretty much empty
 * 9) Every kill a tribute earns, they will be rewarded with food and water

The Idea
Will be revealed in Part Two of the games.

Tessa Powers, (D5), Skyscraper
As my plate gradually rises, I'm ready to face a golden cornucopia, crammed with gleaming weapons, survival supplies and an abundance of marvelous items ready to be salvaged.

There must be some sort of interruption with the briskness of the plates rising, because I've been locked in this small duct for about three minutes, rising slower than I've seen in past games.

Still rising at delaying speed, I close my eyes and recollect the precious times I spent with Falcon Generate, the boy who shares my love. Those delightful memories of him and I fill my mind, and then I remember.

I'm here to kill him.

No. No. There's no way, no way in the world I could bring myself to kill him! But what's more important? Our love and our promises, or my life? My fate? Well, time will tell, and it's going to be a long wait, because I'm not going down easily, and I'm sure he isn't either.

I open my almost cemented eyelids and find myself in some sort of abandoned department.

Is this some kind of joke? Instead of fixing my eyes on a whopping cornucopia filled with weapons and supplies, I'm locking eyes with a wooden desk, piles and piles of paperwork spilling over the rectangular table.

Where are all the other tributes? Where's the beautiful forest and a whale of a sun, pouring daylight into the surroundings? What's going on?!

I feel my right hand clenched hard around a solid object, and I look down and find myself clutching a lengthy, slender dagger, a black handle and a silver blade.

Unexpectedly, the horns of release chime, allowing the tributes to step from their plates. I guess if there's a gong, I'm not the only one here.

I'm not sure if the arena is actually a single building, or if it's an island or something, but I guess I'll find out soon. Right now, I got one thing on my mind.

Falcon Generate, the boy I'll fall for.