User blog:Kaeghan-is-a-Tribute/The Disaster Games

Hey Guys!! I am making another Hunger Games as you can see. This will be my third Hunger Games and I have a really good idea. I am still writing my other games The Xerothermic Games as well as this so, just have fun and enter a tributes.

Rules
I know, I know rules... who likes them, but there still have to be a few but not a lot.

1. There is a maximum of  3 tributes per user

2. I would like you guys to comment and give me a lot of encouragment because in my last few games I wasn't given a lot and I didn't feel that inspired to write. Plus I am doing this for your entertainment!

3. Please no swearing/ Sexual references!!

4. Have fun ang give your tributes lots of advice.

5. Districts 1-12 will participate

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Name

Age

Gender

District

Height

Weapon

Appearence (Real life Picture)

Backstory

Strategies

Twists
1. 2 tributes will be loaded in certain areas of the arena together

2. Tributes that have to much supplies will most likley be knocked off some how if you know what I mean.

3. ????

The Arena
The arena is giant and divided into 4 sections. The first is a small village with many huts made of grass and mud that can provide little shelter. The second is an ocean beach area with steep cliffs. The third is mountains that stretch high and firm. And the final is an open plain with tall wheat grass.

Teach Rebel D10
I step into my tube, the glass door slides shut and I slowly start to rise into the arena. I have no alliances, no knowlege of what the arena is going to be like, and my mentor was no help at all. She just sat and mourned her mothers death. My sister was prosecuted and you don't see me balling every second of the day, but I don't focus on that, I have to focus on making it to the Cornucopia and possibly taking out some other tributes.

Hopefully I'm not considered a threat, even though I got a 9 in training which surprised me highly.

Suddenly bright light blinds my eyes and the arena lyes before me, my eyes widen as I see only one other tribute and a smll pile of supplies. The other tribute is Melusine from 6.

Melusine Lark D6
My eyes meet the eyes of Teach. Confusion, that's what his eyes glow of. I am sure that mine glow of the same thing. I swear that the minute I see him and only him, I know that I am going to die. Even though that we are the same age, he got a 9 in training, way stronger than my 7.

The time counts down, hopefully I can gain a Bow and kill him.

5...4...3...2...1

The gong rings through my ears loud and solitary. I burst off my plate in a sprint and I get to the pile of supplies before Teach does. I grab a bow and a Sheath when suddnly I am pushed to the ground. My face smashes off a crate and a flow of blood stems from my noes. I flip over and Teach holds a gleaming sword up to my fragile neck.

I gasp as he presses it against my neck. I don't plead, I just stare into his eyes. The confusion has turned into determination and the ease to kill. His eyes get fiercer and fiercer until they get so fierce that he relaxes his body and drops the sword.

Now I am confused, he had the chance to kill me, but now he has rendered his sword and practially retreated. His hand shoots out in front of me. I gape at his lag hand, warm and inviting. I grab it and he lifts me off the ground.

Phenyx Rouge D3
I stand there, my pedestal sits 10 feet away frm Jamiena from 8's. Her eyes focus on the pile of supplies and her body is at a ready stance. I copy her and place my feet ready to jump off, my eyes gaze onto the pile of supplies and focuses on a obsidian dagger, perfect, my choice weapon sits in front of me waiting for me to grasp it in my clutches.

I feel a rush of content fly through me for now I remember what Jamiena got in training. Only a 4, and that doesn't really compare to my 7. I feel better now who I know who I am going up against, lucky me getting an easy tribute.

5...4...3...2...1

Jamiena Sadora D8
The gong sounds and I fly off my pedestal racing Phenyx for the best weapons. We get to the supplies at the same time and I grab a Blowgun. I grab a small package full of darts. I rip it open spilling the little darts everywhere. I grab one, load it in it's shaft and aim it at Phenyx. I turn arund to see Phenyx charging right for me.

I blow the dart and it nails him in the leg. He winces but keeps on charging at me, I load another dart, but it's to late he tackles me to the ground and pins me. He holds some kind of dagger in his hand and jabs it just under my heart. I scream a shreak of pain. I know that my time is over, but I am not going down without injuring him. I grab a dart off of the ground and plunge it ino his eye.

He screams and rips the dart from his eye. With great force he plunges his knife between my breasts.

London Speed D3
I am shocked to see only one other person standing beside me, and it's Harley. I know he's strong, even though he didn't show it in training he is probably one of the strongest out here.

I gaze over at the pile of supplies, I wouldn't have gotten any supplies if it was all 24 of us lined up, but since it's only Harley and me I think it'll be fine. I have my eyes dead set on a large blue pack, full of supplies that could spare my life I presume.

All I know is that if I don't have to kill Harley, I won't, I'd rather have him kill me.

I gaze back at Harley, he gazes into my eyes for a short amount of time and then looks back where his eyes were occupied before.

Harley Swoop D5
5...4...3...2...1

I sprint off my pedestal and charge right for the pile of supplies. London gets to the supplies just seconds before I do. I grab a knife, a pack and a water bottle. London digs through the supplies, searching desperatley to find something. I know that it's my time to take a jurastic move.

I pounce on London tackling her to the ground. She shrieks and punches me in the face. I punch her back, grab her hair and drag her to the closest tree. She screams as I drag her across the ground. I lift her up and pin her up against the tree, I swing my knife up against her neck and pin her there. She winces and her breathing is heavy.

I hold her up for a second, giving the Capitol one last second to see London.

Suddenly she spits in my face and jabs her knife straight into my chest.

I scream and cough blood all over London's body.

"I'm sorry," she says before she runs of into the distance.

Chloe Black D2
I ascend into the arena and my eyes are blinded with light. As my vision refocusses I see only one person standing beside me. It's Walu, perfect one of my great allies stands beside me.

"We still allied, right?" I shout.

"Yep," he smiles and his eyes gaze back at the pile of supplies.

I relax a little to know that I am not going to die, that Waslu still has my trust and I still have his. I peer around the arena, Walu and my current position is at the edge of a giant field of wheat. To my right is the field of wheat and to my left is a giant stretched ocean, the deap blue waves crash up against the cavernus rocks that sore sky high, spraying us with dew.

I don't have to worry about geting supplies, because I know that Walu isn't going to run off with it. I just get ready to officially be in this years Hunger Games

5...4...3...2...1

Walu Escalor D4
I jump off my plate and start to sprint over to the supplies when I see Chloe walking for all the weapons.

"Why are you running?" she asks. "It's not like I am going to steal all the supplies from you."

I blush as Chloe looks at me like I am a retard. I stop running and walk over to the supplies. Chloe walks a long side me and we kneel down in front of the supplies. I grab a large pack and start dumping the continents of smaller packs into my bigger bag. I do the same with another and retrieve a gleaming metel trident that sparkles in the reflection of the sun.

I take two hatchets and slip them into my second bag and sling them onto my shoulders. Chloe has a pile of supplies that she will take with her. She slings all of the supplies onto her shoulder including a sword and a knife and we start walking off.

Chloe stops walking for a moment.

"Before we go," she says. She turns around with a smirk. She piles a small amount of wheat on top of all the leftover supplies and scrapes her knife and her sword together causing sparks to ignite. The wheat catches fire and it with the leftover supplies bursts into flames.

Chloe looks back at me.

"If we can't have all the supplies, no one can," she hisses.

Bartholomew Scandal D12
The person that stands a couple feet away from me on her pedestal is Noiri, my District partner. I never thought that I would have to kill her, but I guess now I mighty as well.

I gaze around the arena and gock at it's beauty. I am purched right beside a cliff that has at least a 1000 foot drop until you reach the bottom. Shivers crawl down my spine thinking of falling down, just hopefully I can gain the upper hand and push Noiri off if it comes to a pushing match.

I look up and see a giant mountain that soars sky high piercing the air with it's devilish point. I already know that I am on high groun because the rest of the arena lyes before me. An open ocean, with waves splashing against giant rocks, an open field of wheat with a small creak running through, beautiful.

I just hope that I can explore it before I die.

Noiri Blanche D12
Bartholomew looks clueless gazing around the arena while I am dead set on a gleaming sword that shimmers in the sunlight. I know that I am not stronger than Bartholomew, far from it ctually but if I can obtain a weapon I can easily take him out.

5...4...3...2...1

I burst off my plate and sprint towards the supplies. Bartholomew stumbles a bit, but then races close behind. I snag a rock from the ground and throw it at my District partner. It hits his leg and he trips over, buying me more time to get a weapon. I dive into the pile and retrieve the sword that I wanted desperatley and whip around at Bartholomew that stands right behind me anticipating a move.

I slash across his chest open a small cut and a drizzle of blood. He winces and then shoves me to the ground causing me to drop my sword and smash my head against a rock. My vision goes all blurry and my head spins.

I feel a sharp pain in my stomach and make out the figure of Bartholomew stbing some kind of sword into my stomch. As he draws it out I start to back away quickly and manage to boost myself off the ground. Defensless I stand there, barley able to see I make out the figure of Bartholomew charging for me.

My legs lock and I can't move. Barth plows me over and I start to fall, farther and farther. Not knowing that i was even close to the cliff I close my eyes and wait for death to come.

Chlorine Brandt D2
Saffron smiles at me.

"So to make this more interesting since we aren't going to kill eachother, let's have a race," she says smirking.

My head perks up when she mentions a race and I look at her dead set.

"First one to the suplies wins," she finishes and turns back facing the supplies.

"Your on," I reply.

I stand at a ready stance and slide my one and forward and arch my back like I am about to run a sprint. I probably won't win, but I am not losing this race without a fight, it's not in my personality to lose without even trying.

I feel giddy with antisipation for these games to start as a wave splashes me getting my coat all wet. Perfect, the beginning of the games and I ma already soaked. I just have to stay in the sun for a bit and I will hopefully dry off. Being probably one of the smartest here I don't consider myself a huge threat, just a good player.

Saffron Starr D1
Time to win this race.

5...4...3...2...1

I burst off my plate, my feet pounding the ground in a fury of speed. Chlorine fallows close behind, almost in arms reach. I pick up my speed and manage to make the gap wider between us. I am almost at the supplies when I feel a giant force hit my body and I tumble to the ground rolling and flipping with the force that hit me.

I stop rolling and tumbling and lay on top of what hit me off my feet. It was Chlorine. We both laugh and I gaze into his eyes. The deep blue off them sparkle with little flecks of grey colour. I look down at his soft pink lips, so warm looking and I can't resist. I kiss him, his lips so soft and inviting taste like candy on mine. I pull away and look into his confused eyes. The expression turns into happiness and I kiss him again.

I pull away and in my head I scream at myself. Why did I kiss Chlorine, I know that I love Topaz and Topaz loves me back so why did I kiss Chlorine my ally. I just hope that Topaz doesn't find out.

We get up and start gathering supplies.

Grant Dean D7
I look over at Detria and I am surprised that there is only one other person standing beside me. I was hoping to have someone else so I can actually have a challenge but at least I will be able to kill her easily. She is such a weird person and she looks like a total moron. She has no capability to fight, she can't communicate and she is darn right retarted, and that is why I am going to beat her.

My feet sit firmly on my pedestal, we are located in some kind of old villaage with tiny huts scattered everywhere, I haven't really seen an arena like this before. I like it.

I know that the time is counting down and I am ready, ready to slaughter Detria the moronic girl from 5.

 Detria Glace D5 

I keep my head down not looking at Grant. I undo my hair that my foolish Stylist put up in a ponytail and let it fall over my face, that way no one can directly look at my face, even though millions of eyes are probably looking down at me right now anyway.

One thing I hope though is that people don't know about my small amount of autism, and if they do I hope they don't think that it is a disadvantage for me, because it is the exact opposite.

5...4...3...2...1

I jump off my plate and sprint towards the carefully stacked supplies. I grab a bag of apples and a pack. I watch as Grant grabs a apear and hurls it towards me. It sizzles through the air and skins my shoulder ripping open my coat and cutting my arm. My hand drops the apples and the pack and my eyes lock on a couple knives. I swiftley grab them and start to run for a tree 20 feet away. I hear another spear fly through the air and I duck just in time as it flies over my head and nails into the tree.

I quickly pull myself up onto a branch of the tree with the little strength that I have and start to climb. I get to a high enough branch as Grant throws another spear. It misses the tree by an inch which gives me time to throw a knife. It nails Grant in the face and a giant gash opens and blood blinds his eyes. He fals to his knees dropping his spears. He frantically tries to find them but his eyes are blinded by all the blood. He is directly under a giant branch that if dropped could kill him... I have to do it. I reach out and rip the largest knife from my belt and start hacking at the baranch. Slowly it chops through, small chips of would hit me in the face, tiny slivers dig under my fingernails until I have practically have chopped through the whole branch.

I kick the branch and it falls, tumbling down it impacts with the ground and Grant, as I hear one last hollar spit from his body I know that he is dead.

Zak Siege D6
I am baffled to see that there is only one other person besided me. Where are the others? Are they dead? No they can't be dead because the games are just starting, the gamemakers must have spread us out throught the arena. I look who at the person standing beside me. It's the boy from 8, I think his name is Joshua.

He eyes up all the supplies, whie I gaze around the arena. All I see is wheat field upon wheat field and in the distance soaring mountains. A huge gust of wind blows by and the wheat brushes up againdt me, tickling my hands as they swing by.

I am pretty sure that I can beat Joshua, I got a 7 in training and he got a 6. All I know is tat it's going to be a close battle, and the stronger one wins.

Joshua Zane D8
5...4...3...2...1

As soon as that Gong echoe through my ears I pounce off my plate and race towards the Cornucopia. I swiftley pass through wheat brushing it out of my way. I make it to the supplies before Zak and rip a sword out of it's scabbard. Zak grabs a sword and we stand off.

Eying eachother up, waiting for one of us to make a move. Zak swipes my at my chest but I block with my sword. I dive at his chest and he hits my sword away. I want to draw his blood, someone needs to win this fight.

I swipe at him and dig my sword into his hip. He screams a painful screech and stabs his sword into my shoulder. I fall backwards, my yellow coat dying a red colour I lye on the ground with Zak's sword impaled in my shoulder, waiting for him to finish me off.

He stands before me, gripping my sword dripping his blood over my body. He slices the sword through my neck and I have vanished from earth.

Elk Chien D10
Wolf is strong, smart and he is standing a couple feet away.

We stand high up in the air on this giant rock formation, water cracks around us. The only way to escape is to swim, I haven't really ever had the chance to swim, but I guess it's my only option of escape.

The sun beats down, heavy and scorhing. Even more now I want to get into that water. Hopefully I land properly and don't ened up landing on a sharp rock like I have heard some people do in Distrct 4.

5...4...3...2...1

I whip around and start sprinting to the back of the large rock. I don't look for Wolf and is current position, I just focus on jumping. The edge of the huge rock is in front of me and I jump.

I clamp my arms to my body and my legs together and brace myself for the impact of when I hit the water.

I plunge deep down under the water, the blue blanket swarms around me, bubbles everywhere as I kick upward to the water's surface. I bust out and take a deep gasp of air. I kick my legs and swat the water with my arms trying to stay a float. I locate land about 1000 feet away and I kick my way in that direction.

Wolf Fang D11
I grab a shuriken and whip around to throw it Elk, when I see that she is gone. I peer off th cliff and see her doing some what of a swim to shore. There is no point in going after her, besides I'm not a good swimmer.

I look over the supplies, there is enough to last me the entire games, lucky for me Elk didn't take any. There is nothing that is going to persuade me to get of this rock. I will rest here for the night and maybe get off tomorow, but it isn't likley.