User blog:Ninja~Toast/The Return of the Hunger Games -1st Hunger Games

Welcome!
This is my first blog and my first games I've made. However, to start off I'm going to submit my own tributes, because I don't think I will get very much tribute templates. Read, enjoy and maybe even sign up for the 2nd Hunger Games, which will accept tributes.

Rules
1. Although you can't submit tributes JUST yet, you can bet and sponser other tributes in the arena.

2. No spamming in the comments unless you've betted and sponsered at least one tribute, although I doubt there will be any on this post.

3. You may not be able to post tributes yet, but for the upcoming 2nd Hunger Games the template will look like this:

Name:

District: (List 3 in order of preference)

Age: (12-18)

Personality:

Backstory:

Appearance: (I will accept typed or lunaiis)

Weapons: (List one or two)

Strengths: (List two to four)

Weaknesses: (List two to four)

Fears: (List at least one)

Interview Angle: (Can be filled out later)

Bloodbath Strategy: (Can be filled out later)

Game Strategy: (Can be filled out later)

Token: (Optional)

Alliance: (Can be filled out later)

Just in case you want to be prepared I guess? :

4. Have fun!

Introduction
This is the end of the Mocking Jay, except with a little twist to continue the games.

Katniss' P.O.V.:

This is it... I think. We failed, there is nothing we can do about it. The Capitol is too powerful, they can do whatever they want and we can't stop them. I'm thinking of my sister, Prim. So light and fragile, why did she have to die in that bombing? I'd do anything to take her place. Even after that bombing, we still lose the rebellion. I'm waiting in my cell until my excecution for leading a rebellion. Why did this have to happen? Maybe if I just killed Peeta that day, or wait for him to kill himself. He would've done it, and I wouldn't have caused a rebellion and I'd live to see my sister. Then again, I'm happy I did that stunt. What am I saying? Peeta deserved to live as well as every other tribute in the arena. The Capitol is the enemy here and we can't stop them.

I'm ranting about the Capitol in my thoughts until a group of Peacekeepers open my cell and swarm towards me. They take me to my excecution, where I will be killed live on T.V. for all of Panem to see. What will my mother think? I'm certian shes alive. And Buttercup, I used to hate him but now that hes the only memory of Prim that can brighten my mood. Well, of course its not a positive memory of our hatred, but its better than thinking of Prim dying from the bombing. Hopefully hes still alive, back in District 13. Maybe he made it back to District 12. I will never know. I am taken to a room where I am held against my will by some chains wrapped around my neck, arms and legs. Where President Snows goons will kill me. The Hunger Games will surely start again, I know it. I think, ''I failed, but my legacy hasn't ended. Someone will stop the Capitol, I just know it. A future tribute, with enough potental to end this madness. ''I'm still thinking until I notice a stabbing pain in my chest. The pain ends quickly.