User blog:WeAreFewhale/Le Prom 2!

Introduction
So this will be the second Le Prom! Basically this time it will be a Not-That-Fancy-Gala in the Capitol. Most of the attendees will be the reconstructed forms of the dead tributes from the first Le Prom! With different names and stuff of course. Some tributes will be new. The only way you will get these is if you read the epilogue of [http://thehungergames.wikia.com/wiki/User_blog:WeAreFewhale/Le_Prom! Le Prom!] These will not turn into games. It will be a galla/ball at the Capitol as said before, that will turn into a zombie apocolypse.

Writers

 * 1) Dani
 * Mia
 * 1) Alice
 * 2) Callam

Rules

 * 1) You can vote for anyone but yourself.
 * 2) Don't vote girls for guys' categories and vice versa.
 * 3) If you vote improperly and don't change it when asked, you will be banned from prom.
 * 4) Don't vote for banned, blocked people, or ones that hardly come on.

Sign up sheet
Name:

Date:

Hottest female:

Hottest male:

Queen:

King:

Anti-queen:

Anti-king:

Best writer:

Best personality:

Best mod:

Joker:

Weirdest:

Most likely to be a stripper:

Dates (If you're beside the person you're going with them)
'''Mia, Dani, Alice and Callam are obviously all going, but only Dani, Callam and Alice have "dates". '''

Nominees
There were ties in these so we used this to work out one winner. Thanks to Wesley and Ryan for counting votes.

Part 1: Arriving At The Gala
All of the people attending the gala were crammed in one small mansion, in the west of the Capitol, the girls rushed around fixing their hair and make up. Some of the boys such as Benji and Lou were slumped on the couch eating crisps in their gala outfits. "GET UP" Phie screams in Benji's face. He smiles and looks her up and down. "You look wonderful". Phie blushes but soon gets over it and screams at him again.

Lana, Morghan and Pandora walk in. "Pandora, Lana, you're wearing dresses" Anna-Belle says. "Yeah" they both say at the same time. Gertrude and Jasmine stumble past the leather couches, trying to avoid tripping over furniture and Benji's feet. They flop onto the couch and then they hear the loud beep of a limosine horn. "I'M NOT FUCKING READY OH MY GOSH" Foxxie screams. Everyone not already downstairs crash down the stairs and stomp outside. People dash for the limosine. Everyone gets in, fighting to get into the small door first.

Around 30 minutes later

People claw at the door, scrambling out like lobsters. As they enter the elegant marble building they are greeted by a cheery President Snow. "GERTRUDE, LANA, PHIE, ROBIN, ANDRET...." He goes on to list all the names and then screams "IT'S SO GREAT TO HAVE YOU HERE MY LITTLE DARLINGS!" People rush in and scramble to sit beside their friends.

"Welcome one and all to the great gala of the centuary!" Snow screams into Iseult's ears, his loud happy voice echoes around the hall. Other people attending look in the direction of him and snigger, holding their elegant gloved hands over their mouths.

Ronnie, Jay and Ryan laugh and clink their glasses filled with posh wine a little too loudly. While Jasmine, Lana and Gertrude have a quiet conversation about the wacky host, President Snow. Snow walks up behind them and buzzes Jasmine's waist, she jumps about a metre and screeches like a banchee.

"Now now my dear Jasmine, no need to be afraid of Uncle Snow" he says in a loving, yet creepy voice. Gertrude stares at him, looking him up and down. "Mr Snow, would you be so kind as to LEAVE US THE FUCK ALONE?" she screams, each word getting louder and louder until she's shouting at the top of her lungs.

"Gertrude my darling, no need to be like that" Snow says, making fake sobbing noises. "Just go away" Lana says.

"Fine" Snow cries, running over to Benji and hugging him tightly. "WOOAAHHH" Benji screeches, reeling from the impact of Snow's body. He hasitly shoves Snow off to land in a chair.

Snow gives a slight wimper then picks up a microphone, he calls out to the crowd before him,

"EVERYBODY SIT DOWN!" Then he gives a sharp tap at the microphone, sending a shrill echo throughout the hall.

The guests all seat themselves on golden spray painted chairs around matching tables, cloaked with royal red cloths. In true Snow style, red roses are scattered onto the tables as decorations and party favours, each guest recieving one at their chair.

Capitol style waiters parade into the great gala hall, displaying their own rose styled clothing, they display golden trays, thei contents concealed by matching lids, the waiters flick the lids off revealing golden leaves spread round the tray, topped with mounds of red sprayed burgers; shaped into roses. Another set of waiters join the first, in the same attire, they place trays with food that the guests have never even seen before, down onto the tables. They bow and exit hasitly as Snow gestures to a band in the back of the room, who quietly provide background noise for the chatter of the guests.

TBC