User blog:DrGruesome/DrGruesome's Hunger Games: Interviews.

''Finally got these done... Sorry for the wait!''

'''Done by Augustus Flickerman. '''

~'Interviews & the Games themselves will be done in third person omniscient so you get everyone's thoughts. It's too much work on my part if I were to write a whole day in everyone's P.O.V's. Personalities and everything will be kept in mind so that way a person like Banette won't start acting all innocent and all that stuff. If I make a little mistake and go back to first person, let me know asap. Also, with the Chariots blog: I put in a band pun with the District 2 male stylist and KatnissEverdeenFan was the first to get it (Johnny Ringo by Crown the Empire). :).'



   The day of the interviews are literally the only chance the tributes have to show their personalities in high hopes it'll get them more sponsors. All of the tributes, dressed very classy, weren't ready or just wanted to avoid being interviewed.

    President Anthony Cassells thought it'd be a fun little twist to reverse the interview lineup, making 12 go first and go all the way down to 1. He was a bit 'off' but no one took much notice of it.

   "So, Riven," Augustus Flickerman started once he calmed the crowd. Riven nodded in his direction making no eye contact at all, "you're a bit well known in the Capitol aren't you?"

   Riven only nodded. She didn't need to answer anything now that he's started the interview with that question. Everyone knew who she was. Everyone knew how she was. Her only responses to the rest of his questions were either nods or answering yes or no. Never anything else. The buzzer rang and John came onto the stage.

  Behind where the other tributes couldn't be seen, some were either talking to their district partner, sitting silently, or watching the interviews go on by watching the TV that was there. That's what Banette was doing, watching the others be either cocky as Hell, innocent or bloodthirsty. Mikal stood next to him, watching silently.

  "All the cockiness is ridiculous. It gets them nowhere and will eventually get them killed." Banette said after he unzipped his mouth, breaking the silence between the two.

   "You have a very good point there..." Mikal agreed. The two of them stood in silence again as Azura walked onto the stage. Marcella came over to the two boys and stood between them, so she could also see, which added a bit of awkwardness to the silence.

    "So um... Banette is it?" She asked softly, looking over at him. He nodded, not turning to look at her, "why did you sew a zipper on your mouth? I'm just a bit curious as to why..."

   "Fashion purposes. Some say it's 'cause I'm 'insane' but I did it solely for fashion. Keeps people away as well which is a bonus. And don't worry if you think you offended me. I've had a few people ask that question too." Banette responded. She nodded slowly before turning her attention back to the screen.

  "Well hello there," Airen said, going behind the three and throwing his arm around Marcella who looked up at him as if he was insane, "what are we conversing about over here?"

  "Why does it matter to you, creep?" Marcella fumed as she pushed his arm off her shoulder.

  "Aw c'mon sweetheart don't be like that." Airen said, going for her arm. Banette stood in front of him, blocking him.

  "If she doesn't wanna talk, she doesn't wanna talk. Didn't your mother ever teach you some decent manners, Awe?" Banette questioned.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "C'mon, freak, what exactly think you're gonna do? You and I both know you can't do jack-shit." Airen challenged. Banette took a step closer to Airen, squaring him up. A few inches taller, more built and a Career. But he did have two weaknesses: his cockiness and being blind in his left eye. His cockiness will end him in the Games. He thinks he can take on anyone. Airen smirked, looking down at Banette and was about to shove him when his mentor came over, separating the two.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "Airen! What the Hell are you thinking?! You know how much trouble you'll get in? Come on, stick with me. Don't go near anyone else trying to start something." His mentor professed. Airen hesitated, still looking down at Banette, still wanting to fight with him. But he went with his mentor, knowing he'll just go after him in the arena.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "See you at the Cornucopia, fag!" Airen yelled behind him.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "You'll be seeing me with a knife to your throat, Awe!" Banette yelled back before zipping his mouth up. Marcella and Mikal stood with their mouths slightly hung open.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  Marcella gently tapped Banette's shoulder and when he turned, she hugged him. Which was unexpected and he didn't really know what to do, never being shown affection growing up. She pulled back and looked up at him. "Thank you." She said softly. He just nodded, turning back to the screen and keeping her close to him before she had to go on stage.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "Well, Miss Marcella, I've heard a lot about you. And what an amazing training score! Kudos to you for that!" Augustus started, applauding her, which got the audience to follow suit. Marcella just smiled and nodded. Augustus went on to asking about her family which she just responded that she lives with her three older brothers and left it at that. He asked her about her strategy in which she only said that she'd kill if she had to. The buzzer rang and Marcella stood and waved to the audience before exiting the stage.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "That went a lot better than I thought it would." Marcella said, sighing of relief when she got back to Banette and Mikal.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "Oh come on Lorenzo. You didn't even say anything. You won't even last a day in the arena." Satin said, walking up to her, flouncing around trying to impress the male tributes.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "Your point?"

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "You won't get sponsored, you won't last long, chances are I'll probably kill you." Satin laughed.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "Hmm. And what if I last longer than you? Then what?" Marcella challenged.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "Goo<span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);">d luck with that little girl!" Rowan yelled. Of course Rowan would agree, she's practically trained to kill. Living in District 7 has its perks. Some even consider it a Career district.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "C'mon guys, maybe she has the ability to take some of you down," Drifloon spoke up and the Careers looked at her weirdly, "you know she had to deal with beatings everyday because of how worthless she is."

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  Banette had already gone on stage at this point. Marcella took off towards a door, any door. The Careers all laughed.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "That was a little harsh don't you think?" Mikal asked, looking at them in somewhat shock. This was the Careers' strategy; damage the weak ones mentally before the Games and then kill them either at the Bloodbath or during the Games themselves.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "What do you gotta say about it, Fuse?" Cady asked.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "I'm just saying, don't you think that was a bit fucked up?"

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  "Well, she had it coming to her. Unlike you, she had parents that gave a fuck about her at one point. Yours never cared about you." Katrina stated, which shut Mikal up completely. He just went back to watching the interviews play out.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  The tributes all showed off their personalities greatly. Fantabulatay joked about events in history like the time the government shut down long before Panem was even thought of and showed his great knowledge of the Capitol. Drifloon acted adorable to make the audience feel guilty for sending such a cute girl into the Games. Shade charmed the audience and Augustus with his confidence and called for a lot of blood to be shed, as long as it wasn't his of course.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  Vivianne called for blood as well, admitting how much she hated the Capitol for killing her brother and sending her into the Games. Mikal made himself look as if he was weak. Katrina showed no fear and said she's probably going to win, being very cocky. Airen joked around with Augustus and made it seem as if he wasn't a threat.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  Silver acted as if he was a Capitol citizen in high hopes to woo the women into sponsoring him. Satin charmed the men just as Silver wooed the women.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  Who's going to win these Games?

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  I don't know, you don't know. No one knows.

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  We'll just have to find out now won't we?

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  Games begin tomorrow... Good luck to all the tributes and may the odds be ever in your favor...

<p style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color:rgba(0,0,0,0);color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">  -Head Gamemaker, Dr. Gruesome.