User blog:YoungGuy5/THE INSANITY GAMES

INTRODUCTION
Hey guys. You will never believe what i'm doing here. I hope you liked my last games, the 100th hunger games. If you didn't read please do and also please go back to my first games The 53rd hunger games. So anyway these are my third hunger games and i wanted to do something amazing! So these are the Insanity Games and there will be 10 tributes from each district resulting in 140 tributes! You can each have 7 tributes as said in the rules below. Thanks guys and may the odds be ever in your favour!

RULES
1) Please don't swear, dis or offend people in any way.

2) 7 tributes each. (as said in Introduction)

3) No complaining when your tribute dies.

4) Reservations are allowed but only last for 2 days.

5) Please make the names unique. I wasn't as strict as i will be this time with that rule.

6) WIKIA CONTRIBUTERS DO NOT GET TRIBUTES. I'm sorry but i have to refer to you in some way and i'ts hard for me to do that.

7) I will be doing Reapings for all 140 tributes, Chariot Rides, Training Scores and Interviews.

8) Unlike my last games i will put out a list of items that you can sponsor your tributes with. Remember that there could possibly be 30 Career tributes so sponsors for non-career tributes is basically essential.

9) Thanks to Fawkes and Dobby I have a Twist even though my last games was a Quarter Quell. I will announce what this is later. Thanks Fawkes and Dobby!

10) Please use the template or I won't accept the tribute. No profiles!

11) I don't want Perfect tributes.

12) I will be making a Lunaii for each tribute so just give me a physical description not a Lunaii of your own.

13) No I am not crazy and I intend to do this for real. I know it's huge but i thought i would do something spectacularly big so lots of people that don't often get tributes in will now have somewhere to do so.

TEMPLATE
Name:

Age

Gender

District

Appearance

Personality

Backstory

Strengths

Weaknesses

Weapons

Alliance

Token

Reaped or Volunteered

Bloodbath Strategy

TWIST
1) On the hour, every hour for 3 minutes the gravity will be disposed of and all tributes going for kills will have to do so in the air. The tributes will have to be careful when the gravity is returned though. Watch where you fall...

ARENA
Coming Soon...

Raff Dragonstring (c)
I wake up in a cold bed having awoken from the best dream. My best friend Voxen had been reaped and won The Hunger Games. I waltz down out the door and head to the square where the reaping will be held. It's AMAZING. Huge banners with the capitol seal hang from the rooftops overlooking the big stage. 4 glass bowls sit on pedestals, 2 at each side of the stage. 2 for the boys and 2 for the girls. Unlike the district's reapings the capitol has so many potential tributes that it has to have 4 bowls to hold all of the cards. As everyone is arriving I spot Voxen out of the corner of my eye. He gives me a wink and I manage a smile back. My mother passes me wincing because of her headaches and she tells me it will be ok. I get my finger pricked and little blood oozes out and the capitol lady scans it. I am cleared to pass and walk to the pack of 17 year old boys. As big as the capitol is though no one volunteers. They don't want to give up thier life when they have such a good one here in the capitol. If I am reaped I am doomed. I have just reached my position when the capitol escort, Warson Malinga, takes the mic and introduces the video. We watch as we do every year and once again I find myself whispering the words to myself. It is fairly catchy. Once the video is finished Warson begins talking again. "Now as you know the capitol reapings are a little different. We will do the boys frirst. She walks over to a glass bowl and pulls out one slip of paper. Then she walks to the other bowl and picks out another slip. She closes her eyes and shuffles them around in her hands. She then throws one back in the bowl and starts to read out the name. I am just hoping that it is not me. That it is not Raff Dragonstring.

Iris Arcus (c)
I watch as the reaped boy is called out." Raff Dragonstring," says Warson. I see a boy step out of the 17 year old section, brush away one of his dreadlocks and make his way to the stage. Next they will do the first girl and alternate like that. I wouldn't mind if i was reaped. All the other kids think i am wierd. I could win it, then they would have to like me. I am just wondering whether or not I should volunteer when Warson pulls out the slip of paper and reads out the name. I smirk as she reads it out. "Iris Arcus," she calls out. I quickly run up to the stage and force a grin. Perfect I think. I have decided that I will kill anyone in my path during the games. I'm not a very good climber but oh I am fast. This is the one thing that I am noticed for. I can use a machete too. My father taught me, not for The Hunger Games but if the rebellion ever starts up again and he thought i needed to know how to wield a weapon so he tought me that. I will win these Hunger Games I think. I don't care if they're are 23 or 139 other tributes. I will win. I realize i am turning into a killing machine but I welcome the feeling. It is the first step towards me becoming a Hunger Games victor. So I keep the grin on my face as Warson moves to the boys bowls once again. Yes, perfect.

Quinten Navarro (c)
I see Warson Malinga skip over to the boy's bowl once again. I can clearly see how terrified the first two reaped tributes are. Warson picks out a slip of paper out of the glass bowl and holds us in suspense. The she opens the slip and begins to read the name. I am desperately hoping that it is not me. She calls the name and I fill with dread. "Quinten Navarro", she says. I slowly glance at my brother Strife and make my way slowly to the stage. It's a long way and when I get there Warson has to help me up because I am actually tired of walking. That's what you get when you live in the Capitol. So many people I think as I stare down at the stage. I am going to die, I think and my body starts to shake. I am going to die.

Zasha Kerrina (c)
" Girls again", says Warson as she moves to pull the slip out of the girl's bowl. She waves her hand around in there for a bit and then digs her hand to the very bottom and pulls it out. Please don't be me, I think as she walks over to the microphone and reads out the name. "Zasha Kerrina". Oh No, I think, but still, I make my trek down the long pathway and over to the stage. It seemed smaller from where I was standing in the 17 year od girl section. From here though it is huge. I catch a glimpse of the eyes of Raff Dragonstring. I know the look.

Terror

Hunter Scofflin (c)
I see the girl named Zasha walk up onto the stage and Warson walking to the boy's bowl for the 3rd time. I don't want it to be me. Please don't be me. She pulls out the slip and reads it out. "Hunter Scofflin". No one volunteers. No, I think, not after what happened to Hannah and Hubert. I find myself walking up to the stage though. Past the thousands of Capitol faces watching me. When I get up there all the embarressment turns to nerves. I shake all the other tributes hands; they are all shaking so I look down at my legs and yes, I myself am aslo trembling.

Calipso Renama (c)
As Warson retreats back to the girl's bowl again I run through my plan. My parents are idiots. Taunting the poor and then when dad died all our money disappeared. I became addicted to that life though so I have decided to volunteer so that if, no, when i win, I will bring back the riches for my family. Warson reads out the slip. "Calipso Re...", "I volunteer" I scream. Captol people stare at me in disbelief. When I reach the stage Warson asks me why I did it. "You don't understand the hell I have been through", I say. "Well ladies and gentlemen, we have a volunteer". "What is your name", She asks. I tell her and she replies, "Well, you didn't need to volunteer darling, you were reaped". Well what are the chances of that happening I think. The thought brings a smile to my lips. Possibly the last one ever for me.

Riley Sinx (c)
As Warson moves to the boy's bowl once again I sneak a glance at my friends. Of course they are all wondering if I will actually volunteer. I will though and I will prove them all wrong, I will prove to them that I can win the Hunger Games. Warson calls out the name on the slip she has just pulled out. Matthew.. "I volunteer", I scream. Gasps escape the mouths of the citizens who don't know what I am doing and I laugh. Idiots, I think. I get up on stage and shake the hands of all the shaking capitol tributes. Weaklings, I think. I stare at all my friends out in the crowd and smirk. Don't worry guys, I will bring you back a souveneir from the games.

Annabella Kerkoni (c)
I watch as Warson, the capitol escort, moves back over to the girl's bowl. Please don't be me, I think. I have been pretty lucky so far and haven't been reaped, but apparently that is all about to change. I hear our escort call out the name and start to feel sick. "Annabella Kerkoni", she says. After that the world starts to swirl around me and darkness encloses my eyes and I feel droopy. I don't remember anything else of that reaping.

Foxlip Dillard (c)
I wait until Warson reads out the name before I volunteer. I don't know why my parents have sent me away to the orphanage this year, but life there has been terrible. So now I am going to prove to them that I am the son they want and win the Hunger Games. Warson reads out the name. "Amelia Bu... "I volunteer", I scream. At that moment I promise myself that I will win the games this year.

Shervert Wonkalandia (c)
I am so sick of these idiots teasing me all the time. Now I will let it all go, run into the bloodbath and get killed. I am not even going to try. I can't stand it anymore. "Brittney El... "I VOLUNTEER", I scream at the top of my lungs. People cover their ears and as I walk past all the goirs from school I pull the finger. I do not want to win the Hunger Games, I tell myself. No I don't.

Onyx Blight (1)
I know my mother has secretly paid the escort, Warson Malinga, not to reap me but I am going to volunteer anyway. Just like my father has told me too. Warson picks out a slip and then throws it away. "It's blank", she says. I laugh, Yeah right I think, I just got reaped. She pulls out another but before she has even said anything I scream. "I Volunteer" I say. Fail mom, Fail Warson. I will win for one person only, My father.

Diamond Pearl (1)
I brush away some of my blue hair and sit up straight. Starlight Darnty, Our escort, moves to the bowl and says something I can't quite hear and then says who is reaped. "I Volunteer", I yell. I glance at my parents and my mother makes a twirling motion with her finger and I do. The crowd cheers and claps and I walk up to the stage.

Jefferson Golderness (1)
I watch as Starlight shuffles back and forth forgetting whether she is up to boy's or girls. The last girl to be reaped, actually she volunteered, tells her and she pulls out a slip. "Dan Stardu.. "I Volunteer", I scream. I will avenge you Mason, I will avenge you.

Peridot Leer (1)
Starlight Darnty drops the slip and then can't pick it back up again with her gis Captol fingernails. Jefferson picks it up for her and hands it to her. "Marley...", She reads out. No, I think. I know this girl. It is the 12 year old from next door. Our parents were best of friends. "I volunteer", I scream. I will win for you Marley.

Noah Everest (1)
Starlight barely has time to read out the name before I scream out. "I volunteer", I yell. I peek over at my parents who are smiling and clapping. That's when I realize everyone is clapping. Everyone, my friends and my family are all cheering me on as I walk up to the stage and shake all of the other tributes hands.

Chloe Madison (1)
Starlight waddles over to the girls bowl and then reads out, "Amalee...", I Volunteer", I yell and walk up to the stage where I will make my first impresssion in the Hunger Games. I smile because I know I will protect Noah whatever it takes.

Shaden Kanyne (1)
Starlight reads out the name of the tribute reaped next for district 1. I know I will volunteer today as soon as the name is called out. "Shaden Kanyne", Says Starlight. Well, apparently I don't need to, I think. I walk up to the stage and state my name and why I am going to win.

Tea Forest (1)
Starlight, UUUGH what a horrible name, walks up to the girl's bowl again and reads the name, but not before I volunteer. I say at and loads of faces stare at me and then glance towards my parents who I am now smiling at aswell.''? I will win'', I think.

Clay Golden (1)
Starlight walks past Tea Forest on the stage and knocks her over. She then picks up the slip not even worrying about tea, and niether am I. It is my turn to volunteer. I do, and walk up to the stage just hoping that 139 tributes die before me.

Alexis Icer (1)
Starlight is such an idiot I think as Tea slaps her across the face. She is hurt but continues on to pick the last tribute from district 1. "Li Ang", "I Volunteer", I scream and know that district 1 will have a victor named Alexis Icer this year.

Raven Mockingjay (2)
My training has certainly led up to this day. I will volunteer now and will win the Hunger Games. The first male is chosen and I volunteer over him and walk up to the stage. They all look at me and I smile back knowing I will beat all of the other tributes.

Inertia Vertigo (2)
Mandy Strappers walks over to the girl's bowl again and tells us the name of the reaped girl. She starts running up to the stage but I run after her and push her over. "I volunteer", I say. "Well she certainly is ready for the games isn't she folks", says Mandy.''? I agree,? ''I think.

Drake Mordan (2)
I will volunteer, I think. "Drake Mordan", calls Mandy. Or maybe not, but I still have to put up a struggle. A kid named Jasper Addams volunteers over me but I scream out. "No", I say."I want to stay as tribute". And I do.

Venus Mockingjay (2)
Bloodthirsty, that's what I am. Now I will volunteer and make sure Raven wins. "Alice..", "I volunteer", I yell out and walk up to the stage. That's right 138 other tributes you will not win. Raven Mockingjay will. So deal with it and spend your last days thinking that before I kill you.

Jasper Addams (2)
I am not showing any this year. I will volunteer again now. That kid called Drake Mordan will be the first one i kill. He deserves it for doing what he did. I will kill anyone in my path. Including the careers. That victor's crown is mine. I volunteer as Mandy calls out the name of the reaped boy and I run up to the stage. I have volunteered.

Jackie Devilin (2)
Now that I know Drake is in this year's Hunger Games I will volunteer and double his chances of winning by protecting him during the games. I volunteer, run up to the stage and hug him. "I will protect you", I say to him.

Armour Tyke (2)
I watch Mandy pull out the slip of paper from the reaping bowl. "Armour Tyke", She calls. A monstrous boy volunteers but I tell him that I want to go and I walk up to the stage. Step 1, check.

Bailey Anderson (2)
I will be the winning tribute for district 2 this year. I see a disturbance behind me and turn as Mandy calls out the reaped girl. Someone in the crowd volunteers and I know I have missed my chance. I punch the guy who caused this to happen and everyone looks at me. 'I Volunteer", I say. That should keep them held for a while.

Roosevelt Golderness (2)
Mandy pulls out the slip of paper and reads the name out and then I volunteer. I watch my mother faint and my father smile and wink.Up to the stage I go to begin my journey to becoming a Hunger Games victor.

Marigold Huxley (2)
"I Volunteer", I scream as Mandy releases the name of the final tribute from district 2 into Panem. I walk up to the stage, state my name and grin as they cheer me on."Our trubutes from district 2", she says. I am ready.

Kronice Hayes (3)
I know I won't be reaped. I am only 12 so my name is only in the bowl once. Once out of 1000 cards. It won't be me. Even if it is me I can weild a sword pretty well. But apparently my luck has run out. I can only manage to mouthe Oh My God to my parents before I have been reaped.

Naria Avenforth (3)
Our escort, Pummell Grane wlaks over to the bowl once again. I can't be reaped. I can't let my father lose his entire family. No after what happened to mum. Pummell reads out the name of the reaped girl but i don't pay much attention to the name, but then someone behind me is crying. I turn to see it is my father in a full scale breakdown. I look back at the stage and the escort is waving me up to the stage. My last thought is I'm sorry dad.

Cliff Harton (3)
I walk out to the reaping and watch as Pummel Grane pulls out the second boy reaped. I am praying it isn't me but it does not work. "Cliff Harton", She calls and I know I am going to die, unless my powers can save me...

Bethunia Underium (3)
Pummell tells us that the reaped girl's name is Bethunia Underium and I let out a short yelp. I glance at ? my mother and mouthe an apology before setting off towards the stage.

Michelangelo DeSantillo (3)
I am reaped and I walk up to the stage dreading the moment when I am lifted up into the arena where I will spend my last moments. I am sorry family.

Catharine Wilsnow (3)
Pummell tells me that I have been reaped and beckons for me to come up to the stage. I obey and follow her commands until I am shaking hands with the other reaped district 3 tributes.

Jacques Flintwood (3)
I hate you Jessica. I will have revenge on you. Pummell reads out the reaped boy's name. "I volunteer", I scream out. Everyone turns and looks at me. Yeah well get over it. I am gonna win for you father. And I will have revenge on you Jessica.

Daffodil LaCoup (3)
I cannot believe they are doing this to me. It is so unfair. I am only 9. Just because my parents were top rebelliers. Now they are going to kill me. When my name is called out everyone turns over to look at me. Gasps escape the crowd and some just stand confused. A few of the girls in my year hug me. And then, promising myself that I will atleast try to win, I walk up to the stage. Frightened.

Alec Tromagnet (3)
I can't believe a nine year old just got reaped. That is crazy. They can't do that. Now though my heart fully stops for a second because people are pushing me towards the stage. I am a tribute. This can't be happening, I think, but it is.

Ava Microft (3)
I won't let the Capitol know my secret. I don't care how much district 3 needs me. I will volunteer and my secret will die with me. I don't mind. No one really liked me much anyway. Pummell says Kenzie Byte has been reaped and I volunteer over her. This won't be such a bad way to go, I think. Oh well, goodbye everyone I ever loved. Goodbye.

Luxus Ryabov (4)
By the time I reach the blood testing table it is pouring down with rain like darts in the back of your neck. Our annoying as hell escort, Bo Harris, stands up and says in his deep voice. "Michael...", he trails off because I am shouting over the top of him. I have volunteered for the Hunger Games.

Nerissa Clair (4) By AxedFox
Luxus confidently strides towards the stage then mounts the wet steps due to the heavy rain. This guy is way too confident. Hmm, should I volunteer? As if on cue, the escort screeches my name into the glimmering microphone. I shove a few girls out of my way and take the stage.

Jaydo Tsunami (4) By Smurfmaster
I wake up in a hot sweat. I know I am late for the reaping, damn. I rush down stairs and grab a bite to eat before I sprint out the door and over to the justice building to get my finger pricked and before I know it I am assembled into my age group. Our escort, Bo Harris, stands up to address the crowd about our next tribute... "Jaydo Tsunami". Crap!

Jaga Aqua (4) By  Smurfmaster
I just witnessed an innocent looking boy get reaped, but never mind that, after I volunteer and get into the arena i'll just kill him. "Next tribute" announces Bo, "is Mika..... "I volunteer", I yell over Bo. Am I feeling scared?, get real!

Cody Freshwater (4) By  Smurfmaster
Standing here all dressed up in my best clothes really seems like a waste of time for me. I mean if you think about in a couple of days i'll be fighting to the death with 139 other kids chances for me are im gonna die. And in the blink of an eye i've volunteered and signed my death note.

Lucas Heyk (5) By KatnissandPrimSisterhood
I wake to the hum of the mechanical bell. Ugh, I hate that thing. It pierces into your mind, forcing you to get up. Eventually, after the last ring, I force my limbs to get out of the bed and struggle to put my clothes on. I look around the empty room. Since my brother died a week ago, things have been usually quiet. And with the reaping ceremony soon to come. It’s eerily quiet. I rush down the stairs, and make a simple meal. We're not rich my mother and I, but, we're not poor either. I make simple toast, with some butter spread. As I’m plating up the food, my mother comes down the stairs. “Hey mum.” I say causally. She gives me a solemn look. “Are you okay Lucas?” She says examining my expression. “Yeah, why? Oh, cause of the reaping? No, I’m fine. It aint gonna be me. Don’t worry mum.” I glance up at the clock. “And we have to get going anyways. Hurry up, get dressed.” I say. My brother and dad both died with the flu they caught. So, I’ve taken over the father role for her. “Okay. Meet you down here in a sec.” She kisses me on the cheek and rushes up the stairs. We walk to the square which is lined with banners saying “Happy Hunger Games", and “may the odds be ever in your favor”. I honestly don’t think much about the games. District five is pretty big. I’ve adopted the “Its not going to be me.” Attitude. When I check in, the prick to my finger hurts me. If only I knew how small a problem that would be. I walk next to the “Sixteen’s” and gaze at my shoes. I’m not worried. I hardly worry. They say a few names, none of them really ring a bell. Until one peeks my interest. “Lucas Heyk.” My name. I’m going to die in that arena.

Bronwen Flash (5) By KatnissandPrimSisterhood
“Wow! Your getting stronger everyday!” I say sweetly while folding him in my arms. Jalo is simply the cutest six year old in the district. After his triumphant win against me in arm wrestling, I get him to get dressed for the reaping. I mostly try to shield him from the horror of the games. But, he’s starting to understand what it means, and how it works. Which concerns me. Its just me him and dad. Mum died giving birth to Jalo. So, I try to take care of him best I can. He comes out of the room, In a strapping brow suit. He’s just so small, it pains me to think in a few years, he has to face the prospect of the hunger games. “You look handsome little man. Have to keep the ladies away from you!” I joke tickling his stomach. His innocent laugh makes me smile. “Dad! You ready?” I yell down the hall. He pops his head out of the door frame and nods. We all walk down the stairs. Expecting to see the inside of the home once again. “Ill see you soon.” I kiss Jalo on the cheek, and walk to my line. And of course, my name is called first. This is the last time I will see my little brother, my father. And my home.

Trenton Powers (5) By KatnissandPrimSisterhood
“You know. Reaping soon. We should probably get dressed up.” I say while I softly trace her arm with my finger. “Are you saying to you want me to dress up for you, Trent?” Cassandra says with a cheeky grin looking up from my chest. “Well it would be nice for a change.” I say pulling the strap on her shoulder. She laughs and playfully punches my arm. In one swift move, she jumps from the tree and lands softly on the ground. I smile, and follow her. Once I land next to her, she smiles. “Race ya.” She says just as she bolts away. I’m taken by the competition, and follow her quickly. I jump over logs, swiftly dodge though tress, and weave though the tall grass, until eventually we reach her window. She’s laughing, and I have my hands on my knees panting hard. “That’s what you get for being slow. You would suck in the hunger games.” She says while joking. “Oh yeah. You’re the one who snores like a lumberjack. The careers would find you within seconds.” I say between pants. “Yeah, yeah. We’ll see.” She says with a slight smile. “Hopefully we won't.” I say with a serious look. She purses her lips together and nods. She embarrasses me. “Its going to be okay. You know that right?” She says looking up, and resting her chin in my chest. “As long as I have you with me.” I whisper. She smiles, and kisses me softly. “Ill see you soon.” I say quietly. She smiles, that gorgeous smile that made me fall in love with her. Beautiful, perfect, her. “Nice pretend sleeping!” I yell at her has she climbs the vine up her window. I smile and walk home. At the square, people are lined up. My heart is pounding. I shouldn’t be worried, but. I am, and that scares me. I log in, and line up next to the 17 year olds. One of them is laughing, and joking around. Another staring at his shoes looking board. I feel my knees shaking. The girls of course go first, and a few different girls are called out. One however, sends me to panic. “Cassandra Nigax” Everyone looks over to her. And I feel a weight in my stomach drop. She looks me dead in the eye, and bravely walks to the stage. I cant, I cant even mouth back to her “I love you” when she does it to me. I frozen. Not until my own name is called. “Trenton Powers” Turns out we will find out. And soon.

Cassandra Nigax (5) By KatnissandPrimSisterhood
I climb, being careful to be as graceful as possible. I know Trenton is watching to make sure I make it up safe. His really protective of me, and, I love that. He looks out for me, and, is truly concerned when I’m suffering. He’s like no one I’ve ever met. I’ve never had someone to take care of me, I’m used to doing it on my own. But, I’m learning. Once I’m up, I give him a thumbs up, and watch him retreat into the woods. I turn, and hear my mother stomping up the stairs. I feel my stomach drop, and I retreat under my covers. I position my hair to make it look messy, and close my eyes gently. They just close as she opens the door gruffly. Of course, she’s drunk. “Ge-t up” She slurs. I open my eyes and breathe in roughly, as if I have been here all night. When really, trent and I spent the night in our tree. “Okay” I say croaking my voice. I’ve had a lot of practice at this. I groggily get out of the bed, and put my best cloths on. I don’t even bother eating breakfast. I just need to get to the square. Why? Well, one. Because if I’m late, it means death. And two, I feel like I need to see Trent. I don’t know why, there’s a knot in my stomach. And no matter how hard I clutch it, I cant get rid of it. I run a little bit faster then what’s ladylike (Screw that) to the square. When I get there, there’s a nasty scramble to get to the blood picker. When I do, I catch a glance of Trent. He’s there…Okay. Maybe I was just overreacting. I take a deep breath, and walk to my line. The knot is still there. This is bad, and when I hear my name called, it confirms it. I take a deep breath, and walk to the stage. The escort says a few things to me. All of them are tuned out. My eyes cant even search the people in the crowd. When I get my eyes to respond, and I finally look to them, I see Trent. He has the same panic on his face, as I'm sure I do. That panic increases, when his name is read. Were both going in the games. To kill. Eachother.

Daragon Luzuli (5) By  KatnissandPrimSisterhood
“Dara! Stop it!” My mothers firm voice tells me. I sigh, and stop pulling her hair. “She deserved it.” I mutter. My sister, Kayla, smoothes out her hair, and pokes her tongue out. Ugh…Girls. “Did you do your homework?” Father says asks auspiciously. “No. My teacher is such a idiot. I’m not doing anything.” I say. He shakes his head, and walks away. I guess they have just given up fighting with me about it. “Well, get dressed. We have to go in five minutes.” My mother’s busy tone says. “Yeah yeah. Whatever.” I say. I stand up unenergetically. I get dressed, not paying much attention to how I look. I honestly couldn’t care less. I walk down he stairs and head out. Not waiting for my family. Truth is, everyone annoys me. And, apparently, I do them to. That’s okay, i know I’m annoying. There the ones who have to put up with it, not me. When I make it to the reaping, I catch my teachers eye. He looks at me with detest. I roll my eyes at him, and line up with the rest of the fourteen year olds. I tap my foot impatiently knowing that I can get back home soon. I hate coming to these things. Have to get dressed in ridicules clown suits, and put your BIGEST smile on. A few names are called, I think I would care about some of them if I bothered to make friends. But, I don’t. “Daragon Luzuli”. Our escort is smiling ridiculously. I’m going in there. I hear a cheer, and look over to the onlookers, as my teacher its clapping. Well, at least I don’t have to deal with him anymore. Not when I’m dead.

Ellowyn Blakk (5) By KatnissandPrimSisterhood
“Chug, chug, chug, chug.” I hear chanting behind me. I stare at the next beer with a stubborn eye. Despite, I have the smallest body out of the entire year, and I’ve already had 9 beers. I wont let this one get me. I’ve always had a strong mind, that, set at a goal, nothing, or no one can stop me. According to my parents, I haven’t done “good” with my gift of my driven mind. I use it mostly to win bets. And right now, the bet is that I can swallow 10 beers in one sitting. The very one, I’m about to win. I wrap my hands over the cold glass, and take a deep breath, before bringing it to my lips. I scoff the fizzy, bitter, thin liquid down my throat. I finally take a breath, after the entire glass is down. There are cheers all around the room, people clapping my back. And some sighs. I walk up to him, stumbling a bit on the way. Sure, I’m determined, but not immune to the alcohol. I can almost immediately feel it hit my blood stream. “Pay up Sparky.” I slur. “Ugh, I was sure I had you with that one.” He sighs. “You will never learn. Where’s the cash?” I say trying to keep my stomach. “ Don’t have it. But, I will by the reaping. Ill give it to you there.” I sigh, and eventually nod. “Okay, ill see you at the reaping.” I say, with a burp. “Yeah, with any luck you will be reaped and you wont be my problem anymore.” He laughs. “Careful what you wish for Sparky. Careful.” I walk out the bar, and swerve on the walk home. When I stumble in the door, I climb up the stairs on my knees, and throw myself on my bed. My alarm says I’ve got an hour until the reapings. Good, an hour to sleep off the hangover. After the hour, I’m left with a wicked head-ace. And a foggy memory. But, I still get dressed, and go to my reaping. Where, its difficult to understand what’s going on, but. My mind registers loud and clear when my name is chosen. Well, looks like its time to see how far I can stretc that determination.

Mylene Valante (6)
I watch as the first tribute from district 6 is reaped. "Chase Locke", says our escort. Then she calls out a name I don't really pay any attention to. "Harriot Portisca". Then a few more tributes are reaped and walk up to the stage. I don't really care, not many people in district 6 do, but I pay enough attention to know that so far after those two already reaped thare has been Marko Steele, May Evans, Summanus Chrome, Ziz Troutle, Sparks Jones, Kara Maple, and Harthorne Addams and then another name is called. My jaw drops. Everyone around me goes silent and then I am walking up to the stage. My death will not be the usual of old age. It will be in the Hunger Games.

Thistle Wisteria (7)
Our annoying as hell escort rushes over to the reaping bowl and pulls out the first slip of paper. She says that Jaxon Woodly has been reaped. A boy named Krane Octrus volunteers over him and walks up to the stage as Chumpia Barks is reaped. Then a few more are reaped named Elm Hawthrone, but as he is walking up to the stage a strong girl named Maple Hawthrone holds his arm and won't let go. As punishment the peacekeepers let her enter the Games so that she can die. I have never seen that happen before! Aleyen Woods,Grant Daniel, Stacia and Grant Lopez, wow that is horrible, are also reaped and then someone else is reaped. That is when I notice the name, remember the name. My name. I walk up to the stage and listen as another boy named Hawk Talon and a girl named Jennifer Coal are reaped and then we are whisked away to the justice building.

Emma Bentley (8)
Our escort walks over to the boys bowl to start and pulls out a slip. She reads out the name. "John Madrick", she calls. A boy walks up to the stage and is followed by a girl named Caki Shorts. Then a boy named Reuben Jamiez is reaped but Jacob Shorts volunteers to save Cali. Then a girl named Polly Nolan is reaped followed by Picasso Knox and then another girl named Emma Bentley. Wait. Emma Bentley! That's me. I find myself walking up to the stage as Jonah Thompson is reaped. He follows me up and I shake hands with all the other tributes. Then Kumori Nikko is reaped followed by Bill Waterson. The final tribute to be reaped from district 8 is a girl named Cassidy Harris. I know her. She is from school. We walk into the justice building and say goodbye to district 8 forever.

Jet Miller (9)
The first boy to be reaped from district 9 will not be me. I try to reassure myself this but it doesn't work. The escort for our district calls out the name. "Jet Miller", no one volunteers. I try to run, run as far away as I can but I can't. The peacekeepers have me back on the stage as soon as I start. Then the other tributes are called out. One by one they make their way to the stage. Wind Settle, Edilio Escolarr, Zeph Niles, Gavin Heart, Emily Tailer, Bruce Calipz and then finally Cornelia Rogan. Inside the justice building I say a silent goodbye to everything, including Panem.

Dwayne Crupnick (10)
I sneak a snigger, maybe my last one ever, when the escort trips over and lands on President Snow's lap. She steadies herself, brushing away the peacekeepers and then darts her Capitol hand into the glass dome. Wen she picks up the slip Ibreathe a sigh of relief. "Janus Bankqe', she calls. A oy walks up to te stage, he is 17, and takes his place when a girl named story tillian is reaped. then the names are called out continuously. Zane landon, lilac canipp, manner krueger, sarah renswick, and then a name catches my attention. "Dwayne crupnick", ca;ls the escort. my feet shuffle out of my roped off section and walk mke up to where i skae the other tributes hands. the the final tribute is reaped, a girl named Nelly ann but i don't pay much attention becuae i am looking right into the terrifed eyes of my father. I am sorry dad, i truly am.

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Camoflauged Hat- $75

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Camoflauged Jacket- $150

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Medicine

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Bandages- $25

Antiseptic- $50

Panadol- $50

Aspirin- $100

Burn Cream- $100

Cut Cream- $100

Puffer- $100

Neosparin- $200

Painkiller- $300

Instant-Heal- $400

Medical Kit- $450

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Baton- $125

Blowgun- $150

Bow- $125

Crossbow- $300

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Darts(10)- $100

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