User blog:HeavyRotation/Kwan's Second Annual Hunger Games

In the midst of the 1st Hunger Games, we have decided to start the reapings for the second Hunger Games!

Please enter now!

To tributes: Last Hunger Games was a smashing success. This Hunger Games is going to smash the billboards off. Happy 2nd Annual Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor.

Tributes

 * Note: Ok, a SUPER MEGA HURRICANE hit the Capitol. now the president is angry and wants more tributes! From 0 and 13 too!

4 tributes are permitted.

I'm going to do something random since I hate reading information, so if your tribute is different, don't show up at my house with a chainsaw.

District 0- Sophie Sage
I wake up bursting in tears and screaming. The gauze in my arm suddenly starts to hurt and I relax in bed. No time for relaxing. Today is the first reaping..... of District 0. Anyways, I head to tthe kitchen. No one is awake. I open the coal stove and started making breakfast. Strange. My father's not home yet, this time of year is when there's no graveyard shift. Well, tough luck for him. I ended making up baked-from-scratch pancakes and some eggs. I start to set the table when suddenly I hear a voice.

Deep in the meadow,

Under the willow,

A bed of grass,

A soft, green pillow,

Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes,

and when again they open, the sun will-

I break into my sister's song.

"Can you please stop singing that? That was soothing at first, but now it's as creepy as the tracker jackers!"

My little sister creeps out of the shadows. Even though she's too young to be reaped, she kept on singing that like a little baby. Just then, again, the mockingjays, start singing in tune with the song. I'm envious about my sister's pleasant singing voice, while I can't hold a tune in a bucket. The reapings are at 10:00. It's 7:30. Better wake up my other sister and my mom. I creep to my sister's room. With my airhorn, I count to three.

1.

2.

3!!!!!

"HONK!!!!!!!!!!!"

"What was that for?" my sister asks tiredly.

"Good morning sunshine. Breakfast is ready."

Just then, my mother walks into the room.

"All right Sophie, the first 50 times you used the airhorn was funny. Now it's not. Please stop using it. It drives me crazy in the morning."

"Fine mother."

I walk out the door and get ready to eat breakfast. I eat the small breakfast I made laid out in front of me. After I'm fully dressed for the reapings, I head to the square. Bad timing. It's packed. Well, I'll let my mind drift off somewhere...........

"Ladies first!" the escort says. I'm popped out of my bubble. She walks to the reapings bowls. The chill of being reaped, that nightmare, it shrouds me and I scream.

Right on time.

The escort said my name.

I run up to the stage and scream. This wasn't supposed to happen. On my first reapings. I was reaped. Tough luck.

"Now for our boy!"

A guy called Reggie Williams was reaped. Reggie. Not him. Not that crazy deranged guy. The one who thinks that everything is his. I shake hands with him, he gives me the evil eye, and we walk into the train station. As the train pulls away, I imagine all my loved ones, being reaped away from me. It's time to win.

District 1- Aurum Livingstone
Bloodshed..... bloodshed....

"NO!!!!!!!!" I hear a voice scream.

"YES!!!!!" I scream. I think I killed someone.

"THE PANCAKES ARE RUINED!!!! RUINED I TELL YOU!!!!"

It's just my older sister screaming in my face.

"WHATEVER!" I yell back. Sometimes my sister could be a pain in the bottom.

"WE HAVE NO BREAKFAST!!!!!!!!!!" she yells.

"WHAT DO I CARE?" I yell back. "THE REAPINGS ARE IN ONE HOUR!!!!!"

"Oh my god oh my god MY DRESS I M IGHT BE REAPED! AND THIS IS A QUARTER QUELL!!!"

"Um sis? The quell says that D0 and D13 will participate, and the other districts will have double the tributes. No age limit."

"Oh." she says. Whatever.

I put on a polo shirt and some pants and head to the square. The escort, who's there, starts screaming and tells us blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.

"Time for the reapings! Ladies first!" she says.

"Julie Shimmer and Katie Frost!" she says.

I hear a few million volunteers. Not that much.

"Hmm.... let's see...... eenie meenie min---"

"You two! What's your face? Lindsey Greene and Jennifer Ankle!"

Two girls rush up to the podium. One of the girls say, "It's shin."

"Ok! Here's our tributes! Lindsey Shin and Jennifer Ankle!"

"NO NO NO! IT'S JENNIFER SHIN!"

"Oh so you two are twins?"

"NO! IT'S LINDSEY GREENE AND JENNIFER SHIN!"

"Ok! Lindsey Shin and Jennifer Shin!"

Jennifer I believe hits her head on the wall.

"Now our boy! Taylor Yata and Tux Golden!"

"I VOLUNTEER!" I yell out. And a few billion other boys as well.

"Ok, you! Hmm... Aurum Livingstone!"

I walk up to the stage.

"WE HAVE OUR TRIBUTES! Lindsey Shin, Jennifer Ankle, Aurum Livingfree, and Ore Snake!"

All of the tributes, including me, feel like they want to die.

District 2- Andrea Michaels
Wake up in the morning feeling like P. Diddy

Grab my glasses, I'm out the door I'm going to hit this city

Before I leave, volunteer with a bottle of jack

Cause when I leave for the games I ain't comin back

"YOU ARE NOT GOING TO DIE ANDREA. YOU WILL WIN." my fairly annoying sister says.

"Whatever sis, I'm gonna volunteer."

"THEN WIN." she says.

Whatever. At least I'm not drunk. I'm feeling like P. Diddy. I put on my glasses, run out the door, and I'm gonna hit the district on reaping day.

I walk to the square, but first I buy a bottle of jack. Even though I can't drink. I sign in to the reapings, holding my bottle of jack. The escort says things like a texter.

"Hello, welcome to da first reapin. I wil pik 2 boyz and 2 girlz 4 da 25 cents quell."

Everyone's confused. Even I don't know texting language.

"The 25 cents quell's rule is dat their wil be mor boyz and mor girlz in da Hungry Games. Nao let's reap some kids."

The escort goes to the reaping bowls.

"Ladeez 1st."

He draws out some names.

"Anna Marie De Caprio and Miley Gold."

"I VOLUNTEER WITH A BOTTLE OF JACK!" I say.

I run up to the stage and push Miley Gold off the stage. Mission 3 accomplished. Volunteer with a bottle of jack. Another girl called Katelynn Huxley comes up and volunteers. That girl with the huge eyelashes.

"Nao 4 hour boyz."

He pulls out two names.

"Draco Adams and Jackson Avrain."

No one dares to volunteer. Jackson Avrain is the most feared guy in the district.

"Noa these r da tribues for the 25 cents quell. Plz shake handz."

We shake hands. I'm going to leave for the capitol and never come back.

Cause when I leave for the games I ain't coming back.

I TOO LAZY TO DO THE REST, SO LET'S GET STARTED WITH THE GAMES :p

Death Format

 * Hour.Minute.Second.Millisecond: Name: (Origin, Placing, Place of Death)

*Cause of Death:

Arena
It will be a replica of the Capitol during the Second Rebellion, except it's like Los Angeles, just like my former Battle Royale Games. Pods everywhere, Capitol people mutts, hovercraft mutts, A LOT OF PODS AND MUTTS. No Cornucopia, all the tributes will be FAR FAR FAR away from each other in the beginning. They will have to scavenge for food and also kill while avoiding pods and mutts. LET THE GAMES BEGIN!

Day 1
"If it's to protect you, I will even become evil."

- Kayla Rulaar

Lily Axelhurst- Launch Room
"You sure you'll survive?"

"I'm sure."

I won't. I haven't even started up a strategy. I haven't even tried to guess the arena.

"All tributes to the plates." the announcement said.

I rise up to the arena. It's... THE CAPITOL? It's all.... gray somehow. An airhorn goes off.

"Let the games begin!"

Sophie Sage- La Puente
I don't have any experience with this arena. I walk off my plate. Nothing happens. This doesn't feel like the Hunger Games...... It feels more like one of those Undead series on TV. I wonder when the zombies are going to come. It's been a few minutes. No tributes have approached my area. Well, it's only been about 10 minutes since the Games have started. No excitement. I wonder if there's going to be anything more.....

Taylor Thorn- Calabasas
After Adam tripped me during the reapings, I vowed to kill him. Problem is, I must be a thousand miles away from another tribute. I don't feel anything.... I wonder if I'm all alone. Everything's all ruins. I look inside a car. Nothing there but a shard of glass. A shard of glass..... maybe I can use that as a weapon! I grab the shard of glass when suddenly I feel something run past me. I hold my shard in glass in hand, ready for any threat that comes. ''Crack. Crack. Crack. '' I feel the cracking in my ear. Someone must be near. I hear a beeping, which I heard back in District 10, when an expolsion is about to happen in the meat processing factory. I hide behind the car that I found my shard of glass in, ready for impact. ''BOOM! ''The impact wasn't that hard, but still enough for a body to be sent flying. At first I don't recognize the body, but then it horrifies me. It was dead........ a zombie.

Yumi Kishitata- Border of Irvine/Tustin
There she is. Kacey Smith of D7. Pick her off, and have one less tribute to face. Don't pick her off, I won't get any hate. Pick her off? Do I or do I not? I have a weapon, but it's pretty confusing. I don't want to kill, but the Games is forcing me too. I decide to count down with a song in some language I remember. (悪のむすめ)Daughter Of Evil

Translated:

Once upon a time, in a faraway kingdom,

There was a princess of age fourteen.

She was to be punished at three o'clock,

When the church bells tolled.

Finally the time of her punishment came

and the church bells rang marking her end

Without any regard for the crowd, she said,

"Oh, it's time for tea."

I throw my spear at the D7 girl. It hits her head, and she falls dead to the ground. The cannon rings like the church bells ringing.


 * 15.00.08.95 PT: Kacey Smith (District 7, 52nd Place, Tustin)
 * Cause of death: Spear thrown in head by Yumi Kishitata

Candice Bolt- Hermosa Beach
This is boring. Very boring. I should be a few miles away from another tribute, yet it feels so sniffy in the air. I await someone to jump on me, but nothing happens. Anyways, I find an underground tunnel with lots of holes in it. Should I go in, or should I not. Staying here would get me fish, but I'm vulnerable to attack. Continuing would lead me to new land, but new dangers. I must be hallucinating. I shake my head, and the tunnel is still there. I feel shaking. A bit more shaking. Then it's gone. Luckily, I'm on the beach, so nothing falls on me. Suddenly I hear 2 cannons, so that means things fell. An earthquake. I better get out of this place before a tsunami comes. I run into the tunnel, hoping for a better place.
 * 15.26.23.81 PT: Larz Williams (District 9, 51st Place, Chino Hills)
 * ​Cause of death: Collapsing overpass
 * 15.26.34.75 PT: Gary Flennex (District 3, 50th Place, Corona)
 * ​Cause of death: Collapsing building

​Richard Morter- South San Jose Hills
I felt it with my own feet. I saw it with my own eyes. I heard the rumbling. A strong earthquake hitting this. Was this expected, or unexpected? I think it wasn't expected, but more to just continue the bloodlust. Meanwhile, I decide to walk down the hill, or the remnants of it. I walk. And walk. And walk. And walk. There's nothing here. A sign tells me that I have entered Walnut. I know it, because it says that in this sign next to the remnants of a building that this building is in Walnut. Anyways, I explore the ruins. A textbook in one of the rooms. A projector thingy in another. A lot of desks surrounded with chairs. Finally, a science center. This must be a school, or at least the remnants of a school. I don't want to make camp here, the school is centered in a valley, I could be trapped here. I decide to move on into an open field. This isn't a good place to hide. Except for the rotting trees and fences, no cover at all. I better move on before a few more tributes come and kill me.

Kayla Rulaar- Woodbridge
There's Yumi. My long lost twin. I know the song that can get her to be sweet and nice and not mean. I start singing it.

Translated:

You are my princess, I am the servant

Destiny divided pitiful twins

If it's to protect you,

I will even become evil.

"Kayla."

Yes. I got her to pay attention.

"Allies?" Yumi asked.

"Ok." I reply. I must let her win. Even if it means dying.

Fallon Echo- Panorama City
Why must have I been born an outcast? I'm sorry for being alive. That's a habit I keep on saying. I keep on complaining about my meaningless existence. But I can do nothing. I keep on walking down the old rugged highway I encountered on the way from the beginning. Just then I discover an overgrown forest. This would be a good spot to set up camp. I walk down the forest path until I find a big old tree. I decide to set up camp here for the time being. Maybe something will happen.......

Sebastian Klein- El Cerrito
Wandering all over this ruins...... it's boring. This is supposed to be the Hunger Games but no deaths? I only heard 3 cannons for the whole day. It's sunset already. I wonder when the faces will show in the sky. Meanwhile, I decide to set up camp in a rotting building. I know, it's not the best camp-out, but it's way better than the glass house. All that rotting plant smell and stink bomb. Yuck. Suddenly the sound of the Panem anthem startles me. I run out of the building and decide to look at the sky. Only three faces show. I don't recognize anyone because I never even pay attention to the reapings or the training scores. I don't even pay attention to the interviews. All I practically did there was stare out into space and barely answer any questions. No wonder no one's sponsoring me right now. Wait. If 3 people died today, that means there are 49 left. Not a big number. I better be prepared for any "natural" disasters or mutts. I fall asleep.

Senna Gocroft- North Tustin
I can't sleep. There's no reason to. Not when you're in the games. Every second I give into fatigue is just an invitation to my death. I have to stay strong. Somehow I drift off. I wake up. Two girls stand over me. One clamps my mouth shut, while the other raises a spear. This is bad........ this is bad.
 * 23.18.38.13 PT: Senna Gocroft (District 6, 49th Place, North Tustin)
 * Cause of death: Heart impaled by spear thrown by Yumi Kishitata

Richard Morter (Dana Point)
I just love cars! I found one with the key and I am just speeding down the highway! I am driving like a mad man I hope that I could-
 * 8.29.10.84 PT: Richard Morter (District 5, 48th Place, Dana Point)
 * Cause of death: Bomb set off by Wang Jinrei

Andrea Michaels (Tarzana)
Sigh..... this Hunger Games is not working out for me. I thought I would like leave and die. But turns out that I'm still alive. This is boring. Boring. Boring! Suddenly I spot a girl from 11. If only I had a...... Wait! There's a gun! I grab the gun immediately and aim for her. She doesn't know what will hit her. Fire!
 * 9.30.13.34 PT: Zora Mallory (District 11, 47th Place, Tarzana)
 * Cause of death: Shot in the back of head by Andrea Michaels