User blog comment:FinnickForever/44th Hunger Games/@comment-5132057-20120529160941/@comment-3446346-20120530051018

Here we go. "Finale Acrell! District 8, textiles." The gamemakers all turn and look at me. I walk over the wall of weapons and take down something that looks like a scythe and two knives. I look around...yes! Duct tape! I tape the knives to the back of my hands and go around punching dummies in the face and heart. I take the scythe thingy from the ground and whirl it around. Slice, slice, slice! Three foam heads fall to the floor.I have found my hidden talent! I stab some more, rip off the knives and go bouncing, leaping, carlwheeling, flipping, twirling, twisting, turning, rolling and punching around the room. Somehow, I find my self up in the gamemakers' room. They don't notice me because I'm behind a table and I'm so quiet. But one Avox sees me. I steal a plum from the fruit table flip back down into the target room, curtsy and take a bite of the plum. "You may leave now, Finali!" says one of the gamemakers who is taken by my cuteness. "That's Finale Acrell, to you." And, with that, I turn around walk out and throw the half-eaten plum behind me. Nailed it.