User blog:District12-Tributes/The 227th Annual Hunger Games

The 227th Annual Hunger Games:
'''Intro: The time when Paylor was President of Panem was not long. She took over Panem in the time of the 2nd Rebellion, but as soon as everything was calm and orderly, once more, she was thrown out of office. She was replaced by President Remedy who wanted the Games to be hosted again, not once but three times, every year. She, also, demanded that the Capitol have total control as they did before. The Capitol would elect a new President every five years. President Remedy was replaced by Presidents with the same wishes. Panem was a cruel society until one woman lied about her ideas to run the nation; her name was President Leise, and she wanted everything ran as it was with President Paylor. ''' Once President Leise took over Panem, all districts were so happy and treated equally. The citizens of the Capitol, though, did not like this at all! The Capitol residents hated being on the same equality level as the Districts! They no longer had as much money to spend on themselves! The Capitol was outraged! So, one night a group of Captol men disabled all cameras and murdered President Leise while she was asleep! The Districts could only pray that the new President would be as gracious as President Leise, but, of course, this did not happen. A strict and commanding Capitol woman, President Ivory, took over the nation of Panem! She insisted that Panem will be run as it was in President Snow's time! Therefore, the Hunger Games were held annually once again, with District 13 a Games-participating district, and each Games promised to be extra horrific and torturous to the tributes which only made the Capitol feel even more powerful.

Reapings
Jade Gemstone: I wake up and grin in the mirror. Reaping Day! I dance to my closet and throw it open. I grab my pinkest sundress and my favorite, teal high heels with the ribbons that wrap up my perfect legs like vines. I tie my hair up in a perfect ballerina bun ontop of my head. A small bow is angled near the bun. My hair is shiny and smooth. I put on my makeup. I look incredible. I feel confident and as light as a feather. I twirl and hum all the way to the Reaping. I watch the videos of Panem's past without complain. I feel so incredible today, almost as incredible as I look! I listen for the female's name, "Lacey Silvermist!" My mood changes and I stomp onto the stage. I knock Lacey to the side and snatch the mic from the escort. "I am Jade Gemstone and I am your female tribute! It's an honor to represent my district in the 227th Annual Hunger Games!" I shift back into my normal, smiley self and do an elegant twirl to show off my silky sundress.

Blake Monror: Our escort takes the stage in a ridiculus panda costume. I laugh to myself at her ridiculus get-up, but I make it unnoticable. I don't want to mock the Capitol. I immediatley wipe the smirk from my face and bite my nails. We watch the videos about the Dark Days and the 2nd Rebellion and a few clips form the last Games. There has been so much romance in the last few Games. Romance and affection can be fatal. I sware to myself that I will not sink to that level. I will not get distracted by a lover. My eyes will stay on the prize. I am fantasizing about being bathed in riches of all kinds, when I hear my name ring out through the crouds. I waltz to the stage and bow like a gentleman. As I bend down, I kiss the escorts hand. It's hard not to spit and I wipe my tongue to get the taste of her hand out of my mouth. It tastes like perfume and soap. I nearly gag, but restrain the urge and maintain my polite posture.

Cody Pepper: I got to the Reaping really early and sat with my back to a brick wall while my fingers played with the skeleton key on my necklace. I must have momentarily fell asleep, because before I know it, my name is called as the female tribute. I roll my eyes and stomp onto the stage. The escort started to congratulate me, but I interupted, "Blah, blah, blah, now onto the guys. I wanna meet the other Career!" The escort seemed puzzled, "What's a Career?" Oh, that's right the Capitol people don't know about the whole Career thing; it's illegal. I play it off, "It's none of your business!" I scream the words in her face and I"m tempted to knock her over. I cross my arms and scowl at the audience from the stage. I hate all of these people.

Caleb Rickzz: I strut into the Square, shwoing off my new ear piercings. I pass a girl and she waves at me with a flirty maner. I nod my head at her, and see in her eyes that she nearly faints. I shoot her a little sly, side grin and lift my eyebrows. I walk on. I get to the Square late, fashionably late. I get there just in time to hear some guys' name called. "Cody Pepper!" I thought I had missed the girls' Reaping, until a small, goth chick takes the stage. Oh, she's Cody Pepper. I laugh to myself. I listen to her little 'announcement' and shout "I volunteer!" before the escort even made it to the guys' Reaping glass. I swag up to the stage and send Cody a little look. She's seems very capable and vicious, the traits of a Career. I take her hand in mine and, before she can say no, and hold it in the air. "Ladies and gentlemen, District 2's tributes for the 227th Annual Hunger Games!"

Megan Bolts: I am at the Reaping, watching the Capitol videos and trying to hold myself together. I am so scared that my name will be called, but I must be strong. As soon as the videos are over, I take a deep bretah, time for the girls' Reaping. The escort teasingly touches a card and puts it back. I nearly burst with anxiety. Finally, she plucks one up and reads it, "Megan Bolts!" My eyes get big and tears slide down my cheecks. I am a tribute. When I get onto the stage, the escort stops me, "I don't like your name," she says, "I'm gonna call you Meg." I am in to much shock to register what she said, so I just nod. Well, the nickname kinda stuck. Everyone now calls me Meg.

Cyber Byte: My fingers play with a paper clip that I have straightened completely out. I wonder what I can make with this? I get distracted and only the sound of my naem called at the Reaping snaps me back into reality. I shiver, but there was no breeze. I walk to the stage in stiff, robotic motions. I want to look confident, but can't hold it together. I cry infront of everyone. I am collapsing inside and no part of me will move except for my fingers on the paper clip.

Aqua Mirabilis: I am watching the same videos we always watch. The ones about the Dark Days and the 2nd Rebellion. I know this so well that I mouth out the words as they are said on the screen, "War, terrible war. Widows, orphans, a motherless child..." It begins the same as it has for years upon years. "Ladies first!" yells the escort. I laugh a little bit. What if it's me? If it's me, I will win. I listen closely to the name, "Aqua Mirabilis!"

Stephen Midland: I have my eyes fixated on a beautful girl ahead of me. I can't help, but stare. I examine her and fall in love with her cut-off jeans and tube top. Wow. I approach her slowly. When she sees me, I nod at her and flip my hair off of my face. "Hi," she says to me. "Hey," I reply, "I'm Stephen, uh, I've seen you around and finally got up the nerve to talk to you." That statement was entirely untrue (exept for me name), but it's kinda my signature conversation starter. "Oh, is that so?" she said that with a sexy grin and a gleam in her eyes. Wow. All I can say is, "Yea." I momentarily become entranced and just stare at her. "Are you alright?" she asks me with sincere consern. "Yea," I repeat. Then, I am back to my normal self, "So, uh, I was wonderin' if you wanted to go out sometime." She ponders for a moment, but then replies, "If you volunteer and win these Games, I will definately go out with you. I'd love to date a victor." I laugh and try to grab her hands. "Not yet. You have to be a victor," she stops me. My smile widens and I go to my designated section. She is two years older than me, so she is already safe from the Games. Blah, blah, blah, the videos. Blah, blah, blah, the girls. Finally, "Colby Whitmer!" A tan, muscualr guy takes the stage, but I volunteer before he can shake the female's hand. When I get on stage, I meet the girl's eye. Wait a minute! I don't know her name! I need to find out before I go into the arena so I take the microphone from the escort. "It will be such an honor to represent my district, but such a tragedy to be away from my girl. I fell in love with her today, actually. The moment I saw her, I knew she was the one for me. I was tripping, head over heels, without even knowing her name. I almost left without finding it out." I drew a breath so she could have a moment to see how romantic I was, "So, darling, please reveal your identity so I can keep your name with me always." She walked onto the stage and whispered her name in my ear, "Lacy Silverado." I smile and peck her cheeck with my lips, which is all she will allow. I have to get back to her. I'll miss her cut-off jeans and sexy, blood-red tube top.

Dysterin Braine: I pay close attention to the videos, even though they are the same every year. I don't want to be punished for ignorance. I don't want to be punished for causing trouble. I will stick to the rules. When the videos are over, I wait in patience for the female tribute's name. The escort slips her gloved had into the Reaping glass, "Dysterin Braine!" I nearly faint, but refuse to embrass myself like that. "Come on, darling" The escort waves her ahnd at me. I am falling apart on the inside, but the tears just won't come. As soon as I am by myself, I will burst and throw a secret tantrum. I just can't do that now. I may get in trouble.

Luke Stephens: I listen to the videos without watching them. My eyes and hands are focused on the golden ring on my finger. I twirl it around and around until suddenly, "Luke Stephens!" I will be a tribute. I know the best way for me to survive is to ally with the Careers; if only they'll accept me. Wait, what am I thinking? Of course, they'll accept me! I'm the best! I have the most potential to be a victor. And when I am, I will come right back home and ask out Felicity McDevon, the most beautiful girl in Panem and my future lover.

Vanessa Cote: I watch a butterfly flutter past. I smile and try to catch it, but, of course, miss. My smile fades when I, again, realise wher eI am, The Reaping. "Vanessa Cote!" I was too lost in my imaginary safe place to hear the rest of the speech and videos.

Asper Bell: I was watching the escort call the female names. I was watching her lips move, but her voice wasn't my main focus. I was looking at her eyes. There was something not right about them. I strained my vision and then saw it. She had a glass eye! It shined unnaturally like glass and rolled off to the side momentarily. I wonder how many people in the Capitol have glass eyes. Is it a thing of fashion or something necessary? "Asper Bell!" The shouting of my name interupted my train of thoughts.

Pine Cherry: I stood at the edge of the tiny pond. I had built a tree house with my friends in a tree's branches that hang high above it. My clothes sat on a log behind me. I drew a breath. I need to get over my fear of water. I mean, what I'm picked for the Games and it's a bunch of islands that you need to swim back and forth from? I exhaled. I sucked in one more time and held it in. I plunged into the icy water. I felt something wrap around my leg. I could barely get my head back above the water. I felt a searing pain and the water turned red around me. I screamed underwater, silent to everyone above the surfance, but ear shattering to me. Please, someone come. Please, anyone! I got my face above water for a split second and wasted my chance for breath screaming. I was underwater. I was done fighting. I was gonna drown. Suddenly, two strong arms wrapped around me and seized me. They lifted me out of the water and untangled me. I was limp and it was all I could do to keep my heart beating. Whoever it was started pumping my chest and giving me mouth to mouth. Then, I coughed and the water spurted out. My vision cleared up and I saw who it was. Clay! My best friend in the whole world! I got a burst of energy and threw myself at him. I greatfully embraced him; he had saved my life! My leg was still burning and stinging and the cut wass severe, but I am alive. I bent down and picked out the sliver of glass and then I started making these little insane noises. I laughed and cried at the same time. I was terrified inside, but so happy to still be alive. Suddenly, I was aware of my bare body. My eyes got big and I retreated. I ran and ducked behind the log. Clay laughed and smiled a little bit. He's such an idiot! "Well, turn around!" I shout. He covers his eyes and spins away. I pull on my clothes and then tell him he can look again. He stretches his arms apart. Why? Then, I remember; it's Reaping Day. He's worried about me. I am even more terrified of being a tribute than water. I run to him and let him squeeze me again. Then, we go to the Square, hand in hand. I get there just in time to hear my name. I am a tribute.

Tyson Ashford: The escort rambles on and on. I run my fingers along the brim of my cowboy hat over and over again. Then, the world seems to freeze when my name is called. I am momentarily stunned, but don't let it slow me down. I am cool and confident. Cool and confident. I'm not scared. I'm not scared. I take the stage, "Howdy," I say into the microphone. I hear my voice amplified, "Wow, do I really sound that southern?" Everyone laughs, exactly what I was gooin' for. Charm. Anyway, I remove my hat and bow to the escort. I hate her, but I need sponsors. I want to show her some real Southern hospitality. I can win these. I've learned a lot in this District. I can win. I can win. I can win. Charm.

Jane Sky: I sigh. Time for the female tribute's name. "Jane Sky!" My knees tremble. Suddenly, I lift my head and stick my shoulders out. I need an image and it can't be weak and vulnerable. I am sneaky, sharp, and a troublemaker. I am a victor. I will win. I will win. I will win.

John Madrick: I make faces at the escort. He keeps getting distracted and stumbling with his words. I pop up all throughout the croud and make a little duck noise, just loud enough to make him look at me. Suddnely, he yells into the mic. "You! I need your name!" I march to the stage boldy and spit in the crowd. Then, I say my name. The escort snarls, "Well, John Madrick, you're the tribute!" I laugh and push the Reaping glasses over. I am a tribute and the Capitol now hates me. Could I be in a better position?

Quinoa Soal: The Reaping has started. I can't bear to fully explain it in detail, but I will say that I was drawn as the female tribute and I nearly fell into hysterics, but I played it off strongly. I won't be that bad of a a tribute... I don't think.

Denver Mayor: I watch an 18 year old called as tribute. He had to be rolled up on a wheel chair, because he was paralyzed from waist down. I felt too bad for him and decided to, besically, commit suicide in his place. I volunteered for him.

Kayleigh Pigtunia: The Peacekeepers and Escort looked at me with pity as I took the stage as the female tribute. Nobody volunteered and I don't care. If I got such pity from Capitol people, I can't imagine how hard it would be for even Careers to kill me in the arena! I hold in my laugh and push out tears instead.

Cow Massett: That poor little girl. I can't believe nobody volunteered for her. I know she has older sisters that could volunteer, but apparently they don't enough about her. I barely know her, but already I would give my life for her. I take the stage as the male tribute. I volunteered so I could protect her.

Bayleaf Magnolia: I didn't try to hide my tears when I was picked as tribute. I was devasted and broken beyond repair when my name was called. I dropped to my knees on stage and went mad. I sobbed and threw a tantrum. I tried to shove the escort off stage so the Peacekeepers carried me away. I am in a locked room until I am to be brought to the Capitol under total survelance.

Fabeae Vicia: I run backstage when my name is called as tribute. I didn't want anyone to see my face or know I cried.

Layla Cypress: I awoke early to fix food for my brothers. I was startled when I got into the kitchen and saw someone already there. I gasped and then realised it was my older brother, Sam. Mother is helping Widow Lauren wash clothes and Father is already in the mines. "Where's the others?" Logan and Darren left with their girlfriends early this morning and the rest are still in bed. I'm the only one in the age group to enter the Reapings so I'm the only one who goes. Sam looked at me, "You do so much for us and you're taking all the tesserae today, so I thought I'd do breakfast this morning." Our family really doesn't need tesserae, but Sam and I rotated years of who would take tesserae so we could give it to the poorer people of the district. They loved it and we refused reward. This year and every year after would be my year for tesserae, because Sam is now 19 and can't sign up anymore. and I won't let my younger brothers increase their chance of death. I grab simply and orange from the big feast Sam prepared and call the rest of my brothers to breakfast. I leave once they're all dressed. I hug each of them as they walk past. I like to be at the Square early so I can help clean up for the Reaping. Sam stops me at the door and demands one more hug just incase. I accept and let him pick me up and spin me. Then, I head to the Square. I get there and help set up for about two hours and then get my bloodsample taken and I stand in my designated area. I watch the videos and then listen for the female tribute's name. "Layla Cypress!" I gasp and my eyes get big. I become momentarily frozen with fear. The Peacekeepers are ordered to get me on stage, but don't do it roughly, because they are rather fond of me. All I can think is, 'Sam, take care of them. You're the only one who is able to always be there for them. It'll be okay.' I repeat those sentences over and over.

Griffin Crone: At the Reaping, I made eye contact with a stuck-up snob from my year at school. She hates me and that's why I like her I am flirting with her the entire time until my name is called as tribute. I blow her a kiss as I take the stage and yell, "I will win for you Veroncia!" Of course, I know I can't win, but i had to throw that int here.

Serena Armstrong: I mocked the videos, the Peacekeepers, the other potential tributes,a nd the escort. I got so caught up in my own rude jokes that I was caught off guard when my name was called as tribute.

Drake Mordan: I watched Serena Armstrong mock everything and it was actually kinda funny. She looked startled when they called her name. I laughed out loud. Then my name was called, too and the grin was wiped right off of my face.

Tribute Parade
District 1: "Wow, look at District 1! The male, Blake Monror looks fashionable hot pink unitard. He has a dark purple blazer. White angel wings with purple glitter. He has diamonds glued to his face and a bright blue, feathery headdress. He wears a golden choker and matching belt with amythysts dotting it. I love this! Such a luxurius costume for the luxury district! This outfit definately creates emphasis on the magesty of the district and their products. The incredible products, beverages, food, furniture, gems! Oh my goodness! Look at the female's! She is attractive in her fitted gown! Yes, yes! She has on an incredibley skinny dress that touches the floor. It is the same shade of pink as the male's unitard! I love the coordination with the two's costumes! She has a dark purple blazer and on her back is white angel wings with purple glitter. There are glistening diamonds decorating her face. A bright blue, feathery headdress sits upon her perfectly curled hair. She has on a golden choker, like the male's, and a matching belt with amythysts dotting it. Their stylist is genious! She might have to design my clothes some time!"

District 2: Not too bad on the stylists part. I love the personality! Such cleverness on the idea of basing their costumes on the god of masonry. Ooh, I love it! Creative and clever, exactly the kinda thing that attracts sponsors! Just delightful! They look so storng and fierce as the District 2 tributes always do! Marvelous!

District 3: Both tributes style a mask with glowing wires, pink on the female and green on the male. Oh, again! Both tributes in identical unitards, but with different colored glowing wires! Oh, I just adore how clearly this outfits represents the duties of District 3! I love how the wires are so intricately crossed to show the complexity of what the people do in District 3! Simply stunning!

District 4: More matching! Both tributes wear dark blue full body suits with large, thin, coral streamers and that flow and changes colors like light under the ocean. An eery blue spotlight is following them. Oh my goodness. I am in total awe. My eyes will not leave them. I just wish I could accurately describe the beauty of these costumes. Even the matching isn't bad in this case. Since they are standing so close together, they look like one area in the ocean near a coral reef. This is just stunning. I can't believe what I am seeing! How clearly this represents the ocean and its currents! I must say it again, they look just like an area of water deep under the ocean! Incredible!

District 5: The male wears trousers and a shirt that meet with a giant, thick, purple belt. The female has on a similar outfit, but instead of trousers, she has a long, flowy skirt that dances in the slight breeze that follows their chariot. The design is very flattering, but the color is a disgrace! It is so dull! So, so,..gray! It's one, solid gray color, except for their bekts which are, actually, a stunning splash of color. Oh.. oh! Wait a moment! The color of their costume is shifting! The color is changing! It's green! Now, it's pink! Now, it's blue! Now purple! Oh, my goodness! It's a rainbow! The beginning was rather slow, but now I am seeing the true, shall I say, true colors of their district!

District 6: Oh, oh, oh no! No, no, no, no! I can't believe how hideous this is. Oh, my. Please. Shut off the camera! I can't stand another second of this fashion disgrace! They both are clothes in a skin-tight, baby blue unitard with pictures of trains, planes, cars, trucks, and other transportation methods scattered over it in an unflattering patter. This is awful.

District 7: Wow, this is rather unique. It is definately better than District 6's costumes. The male dresses in a long, white tunic, like Greek gods were said to where, with a golden rope belt. He wears dark green sandels that shift to a lighter shade of green, back to the original dark gren.. His hair is covered in a fabulous golden glitter. He has vines wrapping up his arms and legs and neck. He has a leafy headdress on. He looks like a tree god. I can definately see where the stylist was going with this. Ooh, I almost forgot the female! How could I? She has a short, wrapped dress that looks similar to the tunic on the male. She has a golden belt around her waist and vines with pink flowers wrapping up her arms, legs, and neck. She has a leafy headdres with small, multi-colored flowers. Her hair is full of pink and purple glitter. This might be one of my favorite costumes so far...maybe.

District 8: Oh, look at all of those different fabrics. The costume designs are so simple, but the fabrics are complex and varied to such perfection! The male has on velvet pants and a denim jacket with golden polkadots on the pockets.The gorgeus female has a red, velvet, strapless dress that goes to her ankles. It has golden ruffles at the top. They are both beautiful in the simple designs, but different fabrics. I love this!

District 9: Oh, this may be too simple. I'm not sure this was the best choice by their stylist. Oh, oh, no. The male has on a grain colored suit with the District 9 seal stamped all over it. These almost look like 21st century pajamas! Oh, my goodness, no! The female has on a really long dress that is made of a thick, grain colored fabric. It, too, has the District 9 seal all over it.

District 10: This outfit may be over doing it again in simplicity. They both wear a rancher's outfit and with flaming accents. The only difference is the female's hair has glittery grain weaved through it. I must admit, the grain in her hair is very creative and attractive and the flames do look very realistic. Almost like something from Cinna.

District 11: Oh, wow! Where are the tributes? All I see is corn stalks rising from the floor of the chariot. Wait a moemnt, what is that? Is that them? The cornstalks are shortening and they are peeking over the top of them. Goodness, this is very advanced! This is just so astonishing! How was this made? I am in total awe. I know this is the most complex, fascinating costume I have EVER seen!

District 12: Ooh, this is going to hurt them greatly. I can't beleive the stylist did this. They are going to be in big trouble with President Ivory! The male wears baker's outfit with an apron, like Peeta wore when he worked in the bakery. The female has on knee-length, leather boots, ripped jeans, and a navy blue v-neck t-shirt. She, also, has on a replica of Katniss' fatehr's hunting jacket. Why would there stylist dress them like two of the Capitol's greatest enemies? This can't be good for them in the arena. This is my least favorite costume, it reminds me of Panem's darkest times.

District 13: Oh, this is better! The male has on a black unitard with long sleeves. Rhinestones cover the ankles of the suit and the arms of the suit. The female wears a skinny, long-sleeve dress that is very short. Rhinestones are scattered over the neck and shoulders of the dress. She has on silver wedge-heels with straps that wrap up her arms. Pretty!

Private Training Sessions and Scores
Jade Gemstone: She strut into the room when her name was called. she wasn't wearing the assigned outfit. Instead, she dressed in a mid-thigh length dress that was really fitted and was sleevless. It was cherry red and she had golden earrings. She did a runway walk the length of the room and waved like a princess. She twirled a few times and finally, she picked up a few knives. She threw them and they all stuck on the target. Two of the three stuck on the bullseye. Then, she grabbed more and threw them with the exact same outcome. Next, she did her super model/princess walk out of the training room.

Score: 6

Blake Monror: He walked into the room and gave a confident nod to the Gamemakers. He smiled as he picked up a spear. He played with it and twirled it for a moment. Then, he carefully weighed it and hurled it at the target. He grabbed another instantly and threw that one as well. Then, another, Then, another. He was in rapid fire mode. He shot about seven of them before he stopped. He had barely broken a sweat. He looked at where the spears landed. Five hit the bullseye, but the other two totally missed it and stuck the the wall right below the Gamemaker's platform. He cursed under his breath. He thinks he could do so much better. He nearly killed the Gamemakers, and therefor, he nearly killed himself.

Score: 8

Cody Pepper: She flipped and back bent into the room, all the way to the bow and arrow station. Then, she fingered across each bow and picked the one with the tightest string and wooden frame. She knew she could dominate with this one. Cody set up with a quiver on her back. She took just a moment to aim and shot it. As soon as the arrow was released. she stuck her hand and grabbed it's side. She did that three more times to show her quick reflexes. Then, she shot for real. She took a deep breath and let the arrow fly. It missed. Her stomach tied itself in a knot, but she was determined to get a high score. She aimed again and took a microsecond longer to aim. Then, she released. You couldn't even see it in the air. You just heard the THWACK of it hitting the target. It hit in the middle of the middle. She grinned and didn't hesitate to load and shoot six more. Every single on stuck in the bullseye. A few arrows were so spot on that they split the wood in another arrow. Cody decided to shoot some more difficult targets. She told the Avox to throw some tiny, rubber balls into the air. She aimed and shot three of the four out of the air. Cody knew she did incredible. She knew she was 0.001 of a point from perfect. Of course, she did incredible now, but this wouldn't happen in the arena. She would't be able to do this when her life depended on it; she would be too nervous and jittery. Cody knew she wouldn't be as exeptional in the arena, but that was a few days ahead; she needed to focis on know.

Score: 12

Caleb Rickzz: I walk in with a confident half-grin on my face. It's the face eevryone falls for. I lift my eyebrows when the Gamemakers stare at me. I close both of my eyes and turn around with a sword in my hand. I throw it over my shoulder. I gran another and throw it. I can't see them, but I hear them sticking in soemthing. I repeat this about seven times, before I turn around and look at my results. None of them stuck! I snarl and stomp out. I can't beleive I did that. IDIOT!

Score: 3

Meg Bolts: I walk in and can't wipe the nervous smile form my face. I really don't wanna mess up. I decide to play it safe. I go to the camo station and paint my entire body into a perfect tree. Then, I leave. The paint is hardening so I am stiff, but I am still able to backbend all the way out the door.

Score: 4

Cyber Bytes: I walk in and see a pile of old parts on a table. Oh, this is perfect! I build a gun that shoots metal bullets. I built it in record time. Then, I hand it to a Peacekeeper and walk out.

Score: 11

Aqua Mirabilis: I go in and see a pool in the corner. I do a bunch of laps in much less than a minute. Much less than a minute. That must've been impressive. Then, I grab a trident and throw it. It sticks perfect in the head of a dummy. AWESOME! I totally rocked that! I walk out confidently.

Score: 5

Stephen Midland: I swagger in and give a charming nod in the direction of a lady gamemaker. She swoons. I know my eyes just sparkled, the way they always do when I get a lady's attention. I pretend to become mesmerized by her. Then, shake my head as if finally remembering what I am here for. She sighs as she stares at me with a lovey dovey, stupid expression. I laugh in my charming way and then grab a knife. I purposely cut my finger a little and sharply inhale. "Oh!" the woman cries. She flies down to me and looks at my finger. She rushes me out of the room and gets immediate attention. My finger is fully healed within the hour. I know she will persuade them to give me a decent score. And I was right.

Score: 10

Dysterin Braine: The first thing I see is weapons. Weapons, weapons, weapons. Weapons, which I'm not good with. Then, I see a plant identification quiz. Perfect! I smile and finish the station really quickly. They excuse me. I leave. I don't seem to impressive. Do I?

Score: 4

Luke Stephens: I strut in and politely curtsy to the Gamemakers. I viciously charge at an unsuspecting Peacekeeper and wrestly him to the ground. then, I pick up a bow and shot six arrows at once. They hit the bullseye. every single one of them.

Score: 12

Vanessa Cote: When I go in, I set a very complicated snare that is powered by a chain reaction. I order them to release a small animal, a squirrel. They do and the squirrel is trapped and unharmed within five seconds. Then, I start a fire very quickly and cartwheel out of the room. I hope I'm remembered.

Score: 7

Asper Bell: I walk in and notice a stain on the Head Gamemaker's shirt. I fight the urge to point it out, but my insticts overrule. I try to point it out as politely as possible, but she's still offended. I am harshly excused and shoved out of the room.

Score: 1

Pine Cherry: I walk in and a see a pool in the corner of the room. I hold my breath and jump in. I need to prove to myself that I can do it. I start paddling and suddenly... I sink. My eyes are open and I'm only under for a moment, before Peacekeepers lift me out. They give me a towel and shove me out of the room. I collapse right outside of the door and cry. I had to try ti. I'm just an idiot. I knew I couldn't do it, but I tried anyway. I basically killed myself right there. I will have absolutely no sponsors and my mentor will probably give up on me. I am dead.

Score: 2

Tyson Ashford: I walk in and clumsily trip. "Sorry, I'm just a bit, uh, nervous." I say to the Gamemakers. "It's all okay son, we saw your Reaping, we know your not usually like that. We know how you'll do." I smile, glade they know my actutal potential. I can do better when my life depends on it. Everyone does, right? I smile and grab two axes, one in each hand. I throw them at the same time and they both stick right in the chests f two dummies. I smile and tip my hat to the Gamemakers.

Score: 10

Jane Sky: I sneak in while they aren't paying attention. I hide in the shadows. "Jane Sky!" I yell. They all look around i hear mumbles and "Where is she"'s. I laugh and step out. They all laugh and excuse me before I even got to show my skills with swords. I sigh and drag my feet as I walk out. At least they didn't look offended. Well, one of them did: the Head Gamemaker.

Score: 6

John Madrick: I go in and see a line of fancy, metal clubs. I grab one and throw it. It decapitates one dummy and then the one behind it, too! I laugh and bow. Then, I line four dummies, one behind the other. And throw another club. It decapitates all of them. I exit. Wow, that impressed even me.

Score: 8

Quinoa Soal: I dance intot he room, just to be sure they noticed me and then do a really cool flip that my best friend taught me to do. I laugh and then do several more. then, I dance and flip some more. I got a little carried away and the Gamemakers got annoyed. "Get out!" The Head Gamemaker yelled. I nervously crawled out the door into the hallway where I cursed out a bunch of Peacekeepers.

Score: 2

Denver Mayor: I walk in and sit in a corner. I see a really neat wire on a table. It's really long so I can reach it form where I am sitting. I get it and bend it into a bunch of different shapes. I laugh and a bunch of big men come and carry me out. I guess my time is over.

Score: 1

Kayleigh Pigtunia: She walked in with confidence, but not enough to make her seem arrogant. She looked at an avox, "Throw a few knives at me. Don't hold back. I can dodge them." The avox reared back and shot about fourteen of them at her wihtout hesitation. Kayleigh was a bit surprised at the avox's quick arm. Kayleigh dodged 13 knives. Here comes the 14th. She jumped out of the way, but is skinned her arm. "Ow!" A Peacekeeper came and ushered her out of the room and the avox sunk back into the shadows.

Score: 10

Cow Massett: He walked in the room with his head down. He isn't usually this nervous and doubting, but he was extremely anxious about his Private Training. He knows he's decent, but he's never been tested by anyone but himself. Anyway, he goes all the way to the spear station and picks two up in each hand. He throws it as hard as he can. Then, he throws them simotaneausly and three of the four hit the bullseye. the other falls short. This embarasses him and his emotions have had enough. He darts out of the room and waits impatiantly for his score.

Score: 7

Bayleaf Magnolia: She walks in and nervously waves at the Gamemakers. Nobody waves back and she nearly cries. She's not normally this emotional, but ever since the Reapings she's been really sensitive. She is suddenly angry and the anger lights somehting inside of her. She needs a high score. She needs to show them everything. Bayleaf grabs a dart gun and aims it at the Peacekeeper. She hears footsteps behind her and knows there are more guards behind her. She picks up another and aims it over her shoulder. the footsteps stop and she looks. They have layed down their weapons and are staring at her wide-eyed. She nearly laughs. She shoots the dart gun at the single Peacekeeper and he falls over, not dead only stunned. He should be fine, but the others fight up enough courage to pull he rout of the room. I know the Gamemakers will give me a high score. It'll attract sponsors, but make me a target in the arena

Score: 11

Fabeae Vicia: He walks in and grabs a whip. He knows what he's going to do ,but he hopes it's enough to impress the Gamemakers. He picks up the whip and cracks it a few times to get the Gamemaker's attention. He pulls a pack of raw, hard noodles from his pocket. He knew what he was going to do, so he had come prepared. Fabeae throws a single noodle in the air and cracks it in perfect halves with his whip. He repeated this until the pack was empty. Then he looked at the Gamemakers and he had lost all of their attention.

Score: 5

Layla Cypress: I planned to stick to things like, climbing, maybe show off my Cypress family brawl earned skills by wrestling a dummy. I'll probably show how well I can swim. Then spend the last of my time, working on the edible plants station. Those were my plans and I did just that.

Score: 7

Griffin Crone: I go in and grab a bunch of knives. I don't want to attract too much attention from other tributes, but I want sponsors. I'm going for something like a 8. I throw the first three knives and they stick in the heart. I purposely miss the dummy with the second two. Then I aim for a perfect throw. I aim for a nanosecond and then let it fly. I close my eyes so I'm surprised. I hear THWACK! That didn't sound like a dummy! I open them and see it lodged in the wall right beside a Peacekeeper's neck. He is staring at it wide-eyed. I am excused. Please don't hate me. Please don't hate me.

Score: 6

Serina Armstrong: I immediately go to a spear station. It's my best weapon, though I'm still not incredible with it. Then, the Gamemakers stop me and tell me to try with a trident. I grab it and throw it the best I can. I completely misses the dummy. I hear disappointed sighs from the Gamemakers, but I try again. This time, it pins the dummies neck to the wall. I move faster. I do this over and over again. I think I did very well until I see the results. Some of the ones I thought I did perfectly on, weren't the best. The anxiety and nerves are messing up my focus.

Score: 6

Drake Mordan: I expected to impress everyone. I thought the Careers would accept me, but they turned me down, because the boy from 5 was better. I am so depressed that I don't even try to do well in Private Training.

Score: 2

The Interview Host
The interview host for these Games will be Piper Bristol. Piper is a female who was extremely sad when the Games were cancelled in President Leise's time, but she eventually saw how cruel and barbaric the Games really were. That realization made her want to be the interview host when the Games started again with President Ivory. She felt that as interview host she could help encourage the tributes and keep them as hopeful and optimistic as possible.

She tries to be as fantastic as Caeser Flickerman and she exceeds beyond expectations. She is wonderful and can coax a conversation out of almost any tribute. She only makes jokes at her own expense and puts a positive spin on anything the tribute says. She always puts on her most stunning smile while she is on stage so the tributes feel more welcome. Piper always says the right thing at the right time. She is a perfect host.

Piper has long, wavy hair that is brown and has pink, purple, and blue highlights. She is actually pretty, in a way. Her eyes are a deep blue, and she has long eyelashes with tiny butterflies scattered over them. She wears purple eyeshadow and lipstick. Piper dresses in a long, white, sleeveless gown with a purple belt around her waist.

Interviews
Jade Gemstone: I walk onto the stage, showcasing the brilliance of my stylist and of course myself. The dress is, definately, simpler than I'm used to, but it is very flattering and displays my body magnificently! Oh, I'm just incredible in anything. I princess wave to the croud. "Hello!" cries Piper, "Don't you look just stunning in your dress!" "Oh, I know I'm gorgeaus!" Piper agrees with sincere compassion. "Oh, I just adore your shoes! Are they Silver Swan Boutique?" I'm not to sure what that is! It must be some big Capitol brand. I can't believe there is a shoe brand I don't know about! I suddenly start to sob into my hands and when I come up for air, my mascara is smeared! The audience is staring at me with sympathy. They must understand the embarassment of being so fabulous like me and not knowing a popular brand! Suddenly, a man from the audience steps onto the stage with a tissue. I dry my eyes and wipe the mascara from them. I'm beautiful again. Piper ignores what just happened and tries to carry on the interview, but she is interupted by the buzzer. Oh no, time's up and I didn't do anything, but sob and- and- and- appear to be incredibley sweet and fashion revolving... just like them! Oh, this'll get me sponsors! They now see me as one of them!

Blake Monror: "Welcome, Blake!" says Piper as she pats my leg. "You know, I have a son named Blake and a daughter named Lilliana." I smile. She's made a connection with me! If she likes me, she'll male me look good and then sponsors will like me! I reply in the best way I can think of, "That's incredible. I bet they are beautiful children if they resemble you in the slightest way! Piper laughs and puts her hand to her chest, "You're so sweet." I smile and thank her. "So, Blake, are you prepared for the arena?" "Yes, Piper, I am very prepared!" Oh, I just realised that I responded the same way that idiot District 1 chick did in the 74th Games. I add, "I'm prepared, I'm vicious, I'm ready to go." There, that was how that Cato kid responded. He was incredible. He was loved by sponsors and he was a serious competetor. "Of course you are physically ready, but how are you emotionally?" I have to consider this before answering. I start of thoughtully, "I think I am prepared." I stop myself. that sounded weak so I correct myself, "No, I know I'm prepared." She smiles. "Physically and emotionally," I add. "Incredible!" she says. I can't wait to see you in action when you're in the arena. She asks me more about what I'll do when I get home (if I win, of course), and we go on about that until thhe buzzer sounds. I kiss her hand before leaving the stage.

Cody Pepper: I stand, waiting with the other morons that I will have to share an arena with. I'm not scared, just twenty five people that have to die, for me to become a victor. That's when I hear my name, "From District 2, Cody Pepper!" I walk out in the little red dress that Rosemary chose out for me. I feel like a fool. I've never worn a dress in my life, and she puts this hideous thing on me. As soon as I'm on the stage - careful not to fall and break my neck in these stupid shoes, I sit down on the chair beside Piper. She smiles at me, I do not smile back. "How was it to be chosen as a tribute, and get to come here - this fine city," Piper said, gesturing big at 'this fine city.' I shrug. "Eh, I guess it's better than staying at home." Some of the audience laugh. I shoot a glare in their direction, because I'm not here to be funny. "Since you scored so highly in the training, I bet you're already for the arena," Piper said. "Piper, I was born ready for this areana. I don't care what's in there. The place could be plastered with nightlock for all I care," I informed her. "That winner, is going to be me." "So eager!" Piper said, surprised. "Oi, perky, I ain't finished," I snapped. Piper giggled. "You think I'm perky? Thank you!" "It wasn't a compliment," I say. She doesn't take any notice. I look right at the camera. "District 2, see you soon. Get that house in Victor's Village ready for me." "Well, that is all we have time for! Good luck in the games," Piper said. "I don't need luck," I say, before I walk off the stage.

Caleb Rickzz: I use the same swagger to take the stage as I did when I walked into Private Training. I was hoping everyone would forget my pathetic score, but Piper rememeber and she brought it up, "Caleb, what happened in Private Training! You seem so capable and strong and steady! But a 3! Please, Caleb, tell us what happened!" I scowl at her. I can't believe she brought that up "Oh, I see. A touchy subject?" I continue to stare, but my expression relaxes a bit. "Alright, I'm sorry, I'm here to help you, not embarass you infront of everyone. 'Ya think!' That was my thought, but I didn't say it out loud, though. I've already dug my grave with the training score and that would be throwing myself in. Losing the Games would be tossing the dirt ontop. I sigh and apoligize for my rude reaction. She forgives me and we continue the interview with small talk. Nothing complicated and jaw-dropping like I had hoped, but it wasn't a disaster either.

Meg Bolts: Piper greets me warmly and I take a seat beside her. "Alright, Meg, uh, that is what you go by now, right?" "Yes Ma'am." "First, I simply must say how much I love your knew nickname, not that I didn't like your first name." I laughed, "Yea, I like it, too." Piper smiled, "Anyway, can you tell us if you are planning on having any allies and if so, who are they?" I have thought about this alot, but consider if I should answer. I decide to, I mean, how could it possibley hurt me in the arena, "No, Piper, I'm not having any allies." "Why on Earth not!" I grin at her shocked expression, "Because I'm just nervous. It is a fight to the death. If the numbers get low, they could easily kill me and I wouldn't be able to fight back, because I can't kill someone I was, or thought I was, close to." "Oh..." Her expression changes and she appears to be lost in her own mental word. I wonder what she's thinking. "Piper?" "Oh," she says again, but in a different tone. "Are you alright?" I ask her. "Sorry, I'm fine." She hesitates and then she's back to her egular self and seems to forget that entire awkward moment. "So, when you said they would just attack you when the tributes numbers are low, did you mean you don't trust anyone here?" "I guess I am..." Then, the buzzer rang and I ran off stage. I knew I had just put a target on my back. I hope I hadn't offended anyone too greatly.

Cyber Byte: I get onto the stage and Piper looks at me. My throat is dry and burning, and I try not to make it noticible how uncomfortable I am, but it's hard. As soon as I sit down, Piper sends an Avox to get me a cup of water, without even asking me. I watch the Avox run off stage and come back moments later with an iceless cup of water in hand. I start to shake and push the chair back as she nears me. My eyes get big when she reaches to hand it to me and I tense up. "What's the matter?" asks Piper. I am too terrified to speak so I just shake my head and lean away from the water. Piper instructs the Avox to take the water back and I finally relax when the cup is out of sight. "What was that about?" I take a deep breath and tell her about my irrational, but deadly fear of water. She tries to hold in a laugh and just when she's about to burst, the buzzer rings.

Aqua Mirabilis: I go out and sit down beside Piper. I smooth my dress and twirl a loose strand of hair around my finger. "Oh, I just adore your hair! It's just gorgeous!" Piper cried. I laugh and feel my cheecks turn red. "It's nothing compared to yours." I reply. Yeah, that was a decent reply. "No, definately not! Your's is so much better! It's fabulous!" I blush a deeper red. "Is it dyed or is that your natural color?" "It's my natural color. Neither of my parents have red hair. I'm not quite sure where the red came from." Piper is grinning from ear to ear. She reaches out pushes the strand of hair behind my ear. My face is burning hot with her comments and motherlike gesture. "So, what skills do you have that you think will help you in the arena?" "Well I'm pretty good with a trident and I can swim faster than anyone." I tried not to sound arrogant. "Oh, is that so?" I reply, "Yes, in fact, my mother used to call me Fish." She laughed and put her hand on my shoulder. She was about to say something, but was interupted by the buzzer.

Stephen Midland:

Dysterin Braine:

Luke Stephens:

Vanessa Cote:

Asper Bell:

Pine Cherry:

Tyson Ashford: I slowly approached the chair next to Piper Bristol. She smiled at me and welcomed me to the Games. She smiled. "So Tyson, how was it?" She pauses and then adds, "Being chosen as a tribute that is." I smoothly answered. "It was great. I believe I can win and bring pride to my district, and to the Capitol for setting up such a wonderful Games." She laughed. "Such a wonderful young man." I smiled, and in a southern accent I replied. "And such a darlin' young woman to be seen with." She smiled and blushed, "Why, thank you." I winked and continued my accent but with a deeper exaggeration, "My pleasure." I pretend to hesitate and then say, "You're just prettier than one of them there bundles of roses. I simply am speechless!" She smiled again. We continued ramling on compliments back and forth and the occasional one from me to the audience. Soon, she said to the, "Such a charming young man, but I am afraid that his time is up." I thanked her and the Capitol once more, and then I exited the stage.

Jane Sky:

John Madrick:

Quinoa Soal:

Denver Mayor:

Kayleigh Pigtunia:

Cow Massett:

Bayleaf Magnolia:

Fabeae Vicia:

Layla Cypress:

Griffin Crone:

Serena Armstrong:

Drake Mordan:

Head Gamemaker
The Head Gamemaker for these Games is Jennifer Ellie. She is easily offended, and when she is angry she can be murderous. She is very harsh and demanding, and if you catch her in a good mood, you've obviously been extremely nice to her or you know her very well. Also, she will do anything to make the Games as bloody as possible. She adores mutts and will contribute as many deadly additions to the Games as possible. And because of her love of a tribute's bloody death, she will make the arena extra harsh, dangerous, and, of course, deadly.

The Games Announcer
Alexander Barry is the Announcer for the 227th annual Hunger Games! His phrase that announces the beginning of the Games is, "Tributes, welcome to the 227th Annual Hunger Games! Remember, only one tribute may be crowned victor! So, best of luck, and let the Games begin!"

Arena
A long, skinny canyon with a skinny, shallow river running all the way through it. On quarter of the canyon is a Capitol junkyard full of old cars, machinery, and trash. Dog mutts roam the junkyard. There will be many avalanches. It'll be hot during the day and it will snow and get icey every night.

Alliances
Careers: Cody Pepper (Leader), Stephen Midland, Luke Stephens, Jade Gemstone, Blake Monror, & Caleb Rickzz

Alliance #1: Aqua Mirabilis, Kayleigh Pigtunia, Vanessa Cote, & Cow Massett

Alliance #2 The Inventors: Dysterin Braine & Cyber Byte

Alliance #3: Layla Cypress, Tyson Ashford, & Pine Cherry

Allliance #4: Griffin Crone, Serena Armstrong, & Quinoa Soal

Alliance #5 The 2nd Careers: John Madrick & Drake Mordan

Tributes Who Are Alone: Meg Bolts, Asper Bell, Jane Sky, Denver Mayor, Bayleaf Magnolia, & Fabeae Vicia

Bloodbath
'''For the rest of the Games, I will be rotating POV's, because it takes too much time to write everday from each tribute's POV. Sorry, guys, but I hope you still enjoy my Games!'''