User blog:DrGruesome/DrGruesome's Hunger Games: The Reapings.

Near the last few Districts, I got kind of lazy. I'm sorry but it's 1:22 in the morning in California and I need sleep :P. ==District 1== ===Silver Ore: That one day of the year that everyone expects. Reaping day. I for one wasn't really all that stoked about it. I already knew I was going to volunteer just to please my father. After I got dressed in my "Sunday Best", we all headed out to the city square. The District Escort, Maxwell Cross, went onto the stage in front of the Justice Building and simply asked, "Are there any female volunteers?" Pretty much any tributes that go into the Games from this District are volunteers. The only time there's an actual reaped tribute is if no one likes the one who was called. I looked around and saw a girl walking towards the stage. I had seen her around. That blonde hair was hard to miss. I had an idea of who she was, just couldn't put a name to her face.=== "Satin Silver Clos!" Maxwell called, I guess knowing who she was. She nodded as she stood next to him, facing the crowd. I started slowly moving closer to the stage, when Maxwell asked, "Now for the males. Any volunteers?" I moved out of the section for 18 year olds and stood in between that section and the one for 12 year olds. "Me," I said, walking up the stairs, "name's Silver Ore." "Fantastic!" Maxwell cried, being too enthusiastic. He grabbed my wrist along with Satin's and raised them. "District 1! This years tributes!" Applause roared, some boys whistled at Satin, while girls were yelling out their best wishes. I looked over, seeing my father giving me a thumbs up. I simply rolled my eyes as we were led into the Justice Building. ===Satin Silver Clos: Reaping day! Which I am somewhat excited for. I figured with this being my last Reaping, unless there's a Quarter Quell which says that anyone from ages 12 and up can be called, I might as well volunteer to be in the Games while I still have a chance to. I stood in the 18 year old section and waited for the District Escort, Maxwell Cross, to come onto the stage. Once he did, he waited a bit for people to come into the square. Once everyone that could fit in the square was where they should be, Maxwell asked, "Are there any female tributes?" A shit-load of girls started going towards that stage, I fought them off, punching a few in the face, and made my way to the stairs.=== "Satin Silver Clos!" Maxwell said. He knew who I was. I dated his son, Andrew, for a while. I stood to his left, facing the crowd. "Now for the males. Any volunteers?" Maxwell asked. I saw a boy emerge from the 18 year old section and stand between it and the 12 year old section. "Me," he said, going up the stairs, "name's Silver Ore." "Fantastic!" Maxwell cried. He grabbed our wrists and raised them above our heads. "District 1! This years tributes!" The audience roared with applause. I heard some boys whistle at me, I blew them a little kiss. Some girls yelled their best wishes. I waved at them and we were led into the Justice Building. ==District 2== ===Airen Awe: Walking down to the city square, people were coming up to me saying, "If you get reaped, we know you're going to win!" I just smiled and agreed with them. I was going to win if I get reaped. Career training was a breeze to me and when I turned 16, I didn't need it anymore. I just turned 18 about two weeks ago. I had girls and boys alike coming up to me wishing me the best if I get reaped. A few even saying that if I win would I like a significant other. This District's Escort, Christian Benton, tapped on the microphone before pulling a name from the female reaping ball. A 12 year old started walking up before a girl came out of the 17 year old section announcing herself as a volunteer. She took the 12 year old's place on stage.=== "Katrina Striker, everyone!" Christian announced. So that's who she was. "Airen Awe!" Christian called. I was a bit shocked if I say so myself. I made my way up the stairs and held my hand out to Katrina, which got no response. No one volunteered, they all have the thought that I'm coming home. ===Katrina Striker: Reaping day is always a stressing event, no matter who you are or what district you live in. Because you never know who's going to get called. Me on the other hand, I'm not all that scared if I get called. Everyone went into their designated areas and Christian Benton came out onto the stage. Some 12 year old named Alexandra Bruce was called. I noticed how terrified she looked, and then I realized that she had never gone to Career training. I volunteered, just to save her some time to get in it.=== "Katrina Striker, everyone!" Christian announced. The next name he called, everyone knew him. "Airen Awe!" Christian called into the microphone. Airen walked up to the stage and when he stopped, he held his hand out. I ignored him. No one volunteered to take his place. ==District 3==

Mikal Fuse: I wasn't ready for the reaping today. I don't think I'll ever be ready for one. No one, except the Career districts, are every ready.
"Mikal Cameron Fuse! Get your ass down here right now!" My mother yelled. That bitch. Her and my father both. I walked quickly into the living room and out the front door, towards the square. "Wait for your mother!" My dad yelled. I turned and stood with my arms crossed over my chest. I remained still for another 10 minutes before my mother walked out of the house. That was always the deal with this family. I start walking, since I'm ready to go, my father yells at me to wait, my mom is ready 10 minutes later. I 'signed in' at the square and moved into the 14 year old section. Jack Electric, the Escort, stepped onto the stage and reached into the girls reaping ball. "Vivianne Gouldé!" He called. I kind of knew who she was. Everyone knew her name because of her father and her brother. I would see her sitting by herself at lunch. She walked onto the stage as Jack asked if there were any volunteers. "And for the boys," Jack started, opening the paper in his hand, "Mikal Fuse!" I stood in shock. I could hear my parents applauding and saying things like, "Thank God!" or "Finally!". Fuck them. Both of them. At this point I'm hoping I win just so I could rub it in their faces. ===Vivianne Gouldé: The head mistress at the orphanage woke us all up early in the morning, telling us to get dressed and be ready to go down to the square for the reaping. I was the first to be down in the small cafeteria. After everyone else was down and ready, we walked to the square, signed in and got in our designated sections. Jack Electric went onto the stage and stuck his hand into the girls reaping ball. I felt my breath get caught in my throat.=== "Vivanne Gouldé!" He called. My eyes widened. Most of the other kids at the orphanage laughed. I walked onto the while Jack asked if there were volunteers. There weren't. "And for the boys," He started, opening the paper of doom, "Mikal Fuse!" I knew who he was somewhat. From school. I heard some of the other orphan kids call for my death. If I win, It'll prove that their comments mean absolute shit. ==District 4==  ===Pleezwin Omegas: Reapings always went by fast. I guess it's kind of a good thing. The girl from this District just volunteered and Danielle Ross called a boy who was crippled. I had enough heart to volunteer for him. In my opinion, if someone has a disability, they shouldn't be put in the Games. It's not fair.=== "Shake hands." Danielle said to me and the girl. We did as she said and followed her into the Justice Building. ===Cady Heron: The walk to the city square was slow, mostly because my friends were all wishing each other luck and just having normal conversation. When we did finally arrive and sign in, they called Janis. I wasn't going to let her in the Games before me, so I volunteered.=== "Cady Heron, everybody!" Danielle Ross said as I made my way up the stage. She called a boy who walked with a limp and had a messed up arm. Another boy said he'd volunteer. His name I think is Pleezwin. "Shake hands." Danielle said to us. We did so and followed her. ==District 5== ===Shade Spectrus: It was so easy to just laugh at all the nervousness felt by everyone that was an eligible tribute or one of the parents of said tribute. Sure being reaped into the Games meant victory or certain death, but I don't get why everyone's so scared, we all die eventually. Standing in the 15 year old section, waiting for the other eligible tributes to file in, I looked around, smirking slightly at some of the people that were near to bursting into tears they were so afraid. In the process of doing do, I missed Antoine Blank call the female tribute and when he called my name.=== "Hey, Spectrus, your name was called." Someone whispered to me. I whipped around seeing that cameras were trained on my face and both Antoine and the female tribute were looking at me, waiting for me to walk up. Walking up, the cameras were still on me, but I was showing no emotion. ===Duskull Mc'Carthy: Going into the city square, I already knew I was going to volunteer. Drifloon could possibly be in the Games. If she is, then if it comes down to us two, I'll let her win. I was too busy thinking about a strategy that impulse took over right when Antoine Blank was about to reach into the girls reaping ball. I climbed under the rope that sectioned everyone off and stood in the center, announcing myself as a volunteer.=== "Good, good. Come on up then." Antoine said, gesturing to the stairs. I walked up and stood next to him as he called a name. "Shade Spectrus!" He called. It took a minute to see that a group of people were all looking at a kid with black and red hair. It took him a bit to realize his name was called. The cameras were all trained on his face as he mad his way up. "Ladies and gentlemen, this years tributes!" Antoine called before we were pushed in the direction of the Justice Building. ==District 6== ===Rev Velocity: Today is my 5th reaping, and if I'm going to be honest, I'm not happy. Right now, I'd rather be in my little garage, fixing up cars and other things that I love messing with. Dorothy Flier is standing onstage, running her hand through the girls reaping ball when a 14 year old girl volunteers out of nowhere. Which is a surprise, considering that no on volunteers in this district. I think her name is Drifloon, but I'm not all that sure. === "Rev Velocity!" Dorothy said. My heart dropped into my stomach. I stood with my mouth open slightly, in shock. A Peacekeeper had to drag me out of the 16 year old section and pushed me to the stairs. I shook my head before stepping up, still in shock. At this point, I knew I had to come back here alive. ===Drifloon Mc'Carthy: I stood in the 14 year old section of the square with one thought in mind, "''Duskull could've been reaped. Volunteer. If she is, and it comes down to us, let her win. If not, come back here breathing." ''Before Dorothy Flier could even pull a name out, I called out saying that I volunteer. I made my way to the stage and stood to Dorothy's right as she reached into the boys reaping ball.=== "Rev Velocity!" Dorothy said into the microphone. Every kid in the 16 year old section all stared at one kid who stood in shock. A Peacekeeper had to drag him out and push him to the stairs. He made his way up and stood to Dorothy's left. One of us is going to come back alive. And it's gonna be me. ==District 7== ===Fantabulatay Magnificentay: Today was going to be a weird day. With the new Head Gamemaker, who no one knows her real name, Dr. Gruesome running the show, there's no telling what she has in store for the tributes. I'm volunteering just really for the Hell of it. I have one reaping left after this one, but still. Kevin Axle, the Escort for this District called out the name Rowan Amber Lindell. She was someone people chose not to mess with, for no one knew what'd she would do to them.=== Before he could pull a boys name out, I stood in the center and said that I'd volunteer. Whether I come back alive or not, it doesn't matter much anyways, I'm going to die someday right? ===Rowan Amber Lindell: "I hate you all. Fuck you, fuck you and fuck you too." Was all that was going through my head as we waited for Kevin Axle to call the names. I just wanted this to be done and over with already. === "Rowan Amber Lindell!" Kevin Axle called. I head my father gasp and my mother let out a small shriek. ''Shit, shit, shit, shit. ''I went up on the stage and Kevin reached into the boys reaping ball, a kid that I recognized as Fanta-Boy volunteered. What the hell have him and I gotten into? ==District 8== ===Banette Tsukomogami: Reaping day. Something I wasn't all that excited for. Especially now, someone had taken the doll that I had worked years on. I turned the house upside down as I looked for my companion, "Am I about to lose my only friend again?!" I asked myself in tears as I looked for it constantly to no end. No time was left to look, I'd get killed if I didn't make it to the reapings. I reluctantly sat in the car as the other boys teased me, "Poor baby lost his doll AGAIN!" they teased in their deep, ridiculous voices. As we arrived, I realized that it's just me now. Alone in a group, and as everyone stood dressed up like dolls straight, I stood there with my black hoodie, zipped up with the thick gold zipper and the bandana covering my mouth, the same look in my eyes like i always would have it. ''"Fuck you, fuck you, oh fuck you especially, fuck you.." ''were my thoughts as the speech was had. The girl was reaped, and as I laughed in a cruel chuckle, everyone stared at me. But I had no guilt, they don't know me. They didn't know what I had suffered. I for one, enjoyed seeing people be called to their death. It was kind of riveting. === "Banette Tsukomogami!"I froze. I felt betrayed again, I felt alone. The other boys chuckled, then laughed at me. I looked around him as the laughs grew and I was pushed towards the stage, and I started to cry again, cry in the same way I did when I was a newborn. I remembered that night with pain, and as I slowly walked up the stairs like an elephant was on my back, the rage filled me again. I stopped, and as the escort asked what was wrong I ran up to the microphone, and with an angered look in my eyes, I pulled down the bandanna, showing what I had done to myself. I turned my mouth into a zipper, just like the smile on my bandanna. "FUCK. YOU. ALL." I screamed after I unzipped my mouth, panting and crying again. The Peacekeepers dragged me into the Justice Building as I cried.

 ===Rebekah Ure: I figured that if I'm reaped in the Games that I'd just choke everyone. I mean that is my specialty. All I'd do is graba  pack and run, let my victims come to me. The District Escort, Patrick Ingram, gave the speech he's supposed to before reaching into the girls reaping ball.=== 

"Rebekah Ure!" He called. I was actually in shock. I walked up to the stage and stood to his right as he pulled out another name.

"Banette Tsukomogami!" Patrick called. It was that one weird kid that always wore the bandanna and had a doll. The boys took his doll he made last night and threw it out the window. The boys laughed at him as he was pushed towards the stairs he started crying. Patrick asked him what was wrong when he stopped and Banette ran up to the microphone and pulled down his bandanna, revealing that he had sewn a zipper onto his mouth. Everyone gasped and I think saw one woman faint, she was so shocked.



"FUCK. YOU. ALL." He screamed after he unzipped his mouth. The Peacekeepers pushed us into the Justice Building.



District 9
 ===Konami Aretino: "Come on guys, we can't be late!" My mother called. Today was the day of the reaping. Were me and my siblings ready for it? Always. We had to be, well Aras and I had to be, Oceania still had one more year, but she was ready just in case one of us was called. Aras was down in front of mom first, Oceania came in with me.=== "Hadix come on!" Mom called to my dad.

"I'm coming, I'm coming..." Dad said, obviously annoyed and a bit on edge. He always was when it was reaping day. We made our way down to the city square and Aras and I signed in while Oceania stayed with mom and dad. I told Aras that no matter what happens, show no emotion. Thomas Lyman came onto the stage, gave his little speech and reached into the girls reaping ball.

"Marcella Lorenzo!" He called. I heard two guys gasp and I saw a girl come out of the 13 year old section and shakily make her way up the stairs. I found the guys and they were resisting running forward and pulling her back.

"And for the boys," Thomas said as he opened the next paper, "Konami Aretino!"

Fuck... My sister and mother both let out a slight shriek. My father almost lost it. Aras was in complete shock, as was I. I looked at my mother when I made my way onto the stage. She was on the ground, in tears, in my fathers arms.



Marcella Lorenzo: "Come on assholes! They'll kill us if we don't show up!" Jeremy yelled.


<p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">"We're gonna die anyways!" Leonardo yelled back.

<p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">"Shut up Leo!" Christopher and I yelled as we made our way out the door, Leo following close behind. Leo and I signed in and went into our designated sections, after having a group hug with Jeremy. Jeremy was 20 and Chris just turned 19, both of them were illegible to participate in the Games. Luckies. I stood, with my fingers crossed, as Thomas Lyman said his speech and dug into the girls reaping ball.

<p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">"Marcella Lorenzo!" He called. What!? I heard Chris, Leo and Jeremy all gasp and as I made my way up the stairs I saw that Chris was keeping Jeremy from running up and pulling me back, prepared to get Leo as well and the four of us make a run for it.

<p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">"And for the boys," Thomas said, opening the next paper, "Konami Aretino!" I heard a woman and a girl let out a shriek. The woman fell to her knees in tears. His mother. I gave the boy a slight nod, he didn't even acknowledge it.

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District 10
<p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;"> ===Quentin Pynn: Someone banged on the front door to my little house, interrupting me plucking the feathers off a chicken that I'm going to cook after the reaping if I'm lucky enough to not be reaped.=== <p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">"Pynn! Get up! Before you get killed!" Someone called in. I looked up at the clock. Shit.. I'm going to be late but that's okay. As long as I get there before the boys name is called, I'll be fine. The female tribute was just announced as I quickly signed in and was about to go into the 16 year old section when-

<p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">"Quentin Pynn!"

<p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">What? Me? This can't be. Wait....

<p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">Rachel... That fucking bitch. Leaving me here by myself. I had to sign up for so much tessarae because of her. Fucking hell. If I make it back here alive, I'm going to reveal the truth about her and that dickhead of a boyfriend she has.

<p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;"> ===Clementine Everett: I was pretty early, signing into the reaping and standing in the 12 year old section. I wasn't expecting to be reaped or anything. What were the chances? Sure my name was in there a few times from getting tessarae, but still. People started filing in, all scared that they were going to be reaped. I for one, tried staying as calm as I physically can. The Escort, Benny Pauley came onto the stage and gave his speech before going into the girls reaping ball. The girls around me all crossed their fingers, with high hopes it wasn't their names on that paper.=== <p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">"Clementine Everett!" Benny called as she looked into the crowd. I was shocked, taking it in before going towards the stairs. Benny had another name in her hand by the time I got to her level.

<p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">"Quentin Pynn!" Benny said. A boy that was going into the 16 year old section looked dumbfounded. He eventually made his way up the stairs and we were announced one more time before going into the Justice Building.

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District 11
===Rye Harvest: When reaping day came around, I got my younger siblings up early, so they could all eat and get dressed. My mother woke up from all the noise and asked what was going on, then she remembered what today was and went back into the room to wake my father and get ready. Once all of us were ready, we went down into the square. Out of the 5 kids, only 2 of us were eligible to be a tribute. The other 3 still had a few years. === <p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">Standing there, my mind floating other places, I missed the girls name that was called and came back as soon as I heard my name. My mother burst into tears as I slowly made my way up the stairs. I knew I had to come back here alive. Not for me, for my family. I was the strongest and was able to get food for the 7 of us.

<p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;"> ===Azura Elderflower: Going the city square on reaping day was always a stressful thing. ''Who's name's gonna get called? Will it be someone I know? Will it be my sibling? Cousin? Myself? ''No one knew what was going to happen other than that two people were going to be sent to their death. Kristina Dominick went onto the stage, gave the speech she always does, and pulled a name out of the girls reaping ball.=== <p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">"Azura Elderflower!" She called. My sister let out a little scream as I made my way to the stage. When I stood next to Kristina, she opened the boys name. Rye Harvest. Of course with this district, no one volunteered.

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District 12
===John Eberstark: The morning of the reaping, I was in the outlying woods of District 12, just trying to hunt a few small animals and trade them before the reaping even began. My friend, Evan Payne, appeared a while after I stepped into the woods, to help me do so. When we were done with trading, everyone was in the city square, looking up at the stage while Effie Trinket made her speech and reached into the girls reaping ball. She pulled out a 12 year olds name and when she got on the stage, she looked at her friends as if she was lost.=== <p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">"I volunteer." I heard someone say as they walked out of the 18 year old section. Riven Exile. Everyone knew who she was. The unexpected, well to me it was, happened next. My name was called. I was in shock as I made my way up to the stage. When I got there, Effie told us to shake hands, which we did before heading towards the Justice Building.

<p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;"> ===Riven Exile: I was ready for the reapings this year for a change. It was my last eligible year. I signed into the reaping and stood in the 18 year old section as Effie Trinket made her way onstage, with her ridiculous blue wig and makeup. She gave her boring long speech as she always does before calling a 12 year old girl's name. The look she gave to a group of girls... It struck something in me.=== <p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">"I volunteer." I said, making myself known. Effie nodded and the 12 year old went back into her group, with a pissed off look on her face. When I got up there, she called out the boys name. John something. He had the same shocked look the girl did when he got up here. When he did, Effie had us shake hands and we were led into the Justice Building.

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<p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;"> Now a little note from me. In the process of planning this whole thing in my head. A fan-fiction formed. The main people in it? Marcella, Mikal and Banette. The other tributes could well play in a part of it as well. All I ask from you guys is, is it okay that I use your tributes in it? If you don't want me to, that's perfectly fine. If it's cool, let me know. I'll put a link to the orignial blog where you guys submitted your tributes and links to their pages. That is all for now c:.

<p style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">DrGruesome (talk) 09:32, December 31, 2013 (UTC) DrGruesome