User blog comment:District12-Tributes/The 228th Annual Hunger Games (My 3rd Games)/@comment-5385060-20121120074111

I posted Rye's strategy further down.

Here's his interview:

Others had gone before me, then it was my turn. I heard my name. I walked onto the stage, and was instantly blinded by the lights. There were people. Too many people. Their hair, clothes... even skin... it was all too bright. Even the host was a mess of bright colours.

"Rye! Come sit down," said the host. Piper or something.

I had seen her before, when I'd watched the Games. But, it was different in person. I walked over to the chair set out for me, and sat down.

"How are you finding the capitol?" asked Piper.

"It's a bright wasteful mess," I said, bluntly.

The audience laughed. I frowned, because I wasn't even telling a joke.

"What do you like most about your time here?" asked Piper.

"Nothing. It's not home, so I don't feel the need to pretend it otherwise," I replied.

"Tell me about home," said Piper.

I closed my eyes, and tried to imagine it. "Nothing bets sunrise, as the sun shines through the orchards." I could feel it, like I was actually there. "My sister and I, working together gathering the fruits."

I went on, talking about home and Laef, until my time was up. I didn't regret a single thing, about what I chose to talk about. It was the captiol's chance to get to know me, and that is me.