User blog:EffieLuna/EffieLuna's 34th Hunger Games

Reapings
Awww...I'm not going to do reapings. Nothing exciting happens anyway.

District One
Clear and Avia kick off the Games in a flattering tux and shimmering siliver sequin dress. The horses are pure white with icy blue eyes. Clear visibly blushes when Avia bumps into him and the crowd coos.

District Two
Lukel and Nyenth are wearing red cloaks and are standing shoulder-to-shoulder in army march style. The jet-black horses and carriage are old and broken-down looking, but the guns the tributes are holding hold the crowd back at a distance.

District Three
Lexi, in a neon green dress laced with wires is chatting excitedly to Jeramiah, who seems to be tuning her out to fiddle with the wire wrapped around his bright purple suit and tie. The crowd goes wild when she actually takes the paintball gun and sprays her district partner. The stylists and Jeramiah's mentor, Beetee, have to take the unhappy pair back to the training center. Lexi's already getting calls for sponsers, as well as Jeramiah.

District Four
A nice blue refreshes the eyes after the sun-like 3. Jackson and Iris are laughing. Jackson is wearing fisherman's wear and Iris a sparkling blue dress resembling the ocean with fishnet stockings. Their laughing, smiling faces alert the sponsers.

District Five (I'm pretending it's organic stuff)
Malco and Heather are dressed as leafs, with the carriage embraced by the district's own vines. Their hair is done to Beauty Base Zero. The Capitol people feel quite foreign. The stylists, Marla and Sage, have created something very shocking.

District Six (I'm pretending it's medicine and MORPHLING :P)
Xander and Willow topple into the carriage and the crowd mutters with dissaprovel. Xander is dressed as a doctor and Willow as a patient. The crowd chuckles as she makes her eyes look wide, imatating the morphling addicts of her drugged district.

District Seven
Stronton and Sedra are dressed as trees (GASP!!!). The crowd moans at the stylist's "originality". But when the tributes pick up axes and throw them high into the air and do some kind of weird handshake, the audience wakes up.

District Eight
Torn and Piper are wearing "unfineshed" clothes with the sewing needles still poking out. Piper is scowling. The crowd is mildly interested, but it's the horses really catching the eye. Dyed purpled manes and quilted saddled sporting a "made by Torn" label have crafty sponsers falling in line.

District Nine (I'm pretending it's newscasting)
Anala and Serque are dressed as micraphones. They high five, and then a live newcast from 9 appears on the spot. Since the tributes are recieving extra attention, the horses are forced to move on. One of the newscasters is trampled and carted off to the hospitol. "On with the show!" jokes the president, and the crowd laughs.

District Ten
Cow print dress clothes fit Hun and Leslie nicley, with cows pulling the carriage instead of the normal horses. The tributes beging throwing water balloons-no, milk balloons-at their crew. The crowd chuckles good-naturedly until Leslie throws one directly at a cute guy about her age. "Movin' on," she whisperes to herself. "We're moving on."

District Eleven
Scott and Linzie look like stocks of wheat. Scott seems to be cracking a joke, as Linzie is laughing. Then she nudges him and the start smiling and waving at the crowd. They beging to blow sarcastic kisses. The crowd is now quite bewildered.

District Twelve
Most people fall asleep. Galen and Candelight's costumes resemble Clear and Avia's so closley, only black. "Copycats," mutteres Nicey, the stylist for 1. And then the chariot rides are over!!!

Training Scores
Okay sorry I made some mistakes on the last chart that have nothing to do with anything so please ignooore

Avia Hannith
There's a new interviewer, Caeser Flickerman, with hot pink lips and hair. Avia, the first tribute to be interviewed, flounces onstage confidently. She's wearing a hot pink dress the same color Caeser has picked to wear. After everyone is introduced, Avia gives Caeser her attention and awaits the first question.

"How do you plan to win?"

Avia smiles slyley. "Why should I tell you?"

This first impression of the young Career makes the crowd loud. She hands out another smile as we learn more. Over all, she's rather overconfident, but still enjoyable. As she's 13 and living in a Career district, natrually she would get voulunteers, but she wouldn't let anyone go to the Capitol in her place. Overall, she's a contender. Then the buzzer rings...

Clear Glass
Clear, wearing a suit with a tie to match Avia's dress, steps onto the stage with a not-so-confident smile. But when Caeser welcomes him warmly, suddenly he's a little bit more at ease.

"Hi," says Caeser.

"Hi."

"Hi."

"Hi."

This goes on for about one of three minutes, and then the real interview begins. We learn Clear is popular at home, but that's about all he's got going for him. We also find out that Lexi of 3 is his IDPP (inter-district pen pal), and that he really likes her. He's shy, sweet, but tense. Caeser has to keep him going until Clear's voice is barley a whisper. Then the buzzer rings, and it's time for Nyenth's interview.

Nyenth Sane
Nyenth is looking nice in a floor-length, pigeon's blood red, sweeping cloak. Caeser compliments her outfit, and she thanks him grudgingly.

"So, if you could get any item from the Cornicopia right this very moment, what do you think it would be?"

Nyenth smiles a sly one, and answers in a cunning tone, "I don't know, I seem to do okay wrestling. You can't pick that up from the Cornicopia, now, CAN you?"

"No, you can't," says Caeser in reply.

We learn her parents are dead and as far as family goes, she hasn't got a clue. "I just hang out or doodle all the time."

"I wish I could have more time to talk, Nyenth, but..." as if on cue, the buzzer rings, and it's Lukel's turn.

Lukel Darker
"Hello, Lukel," Caeser greets the tribute. "What a wonderful outfit you've got there!"

"Yeah, I love it," drawls Lukel sarcasticly. Giggles from young girls sound.

"So, a weapon?"

"Mace," he replys in a bloodthirsty tone.

Caeser grins. "Great. Nice training score. Ten."

Lukel shrugs like it's nothing.

We learn he comes from a long line of peacekeepers for the Capitol, Lukel volunteered for the Games so he could prove himself to his family and eventually become a peacekeeper. He lives in a relatively large hut with his father, mother, and his two younger brothers Rexat and Godnor. Then the good ol' buzzer rings...

Elixer "Lexi" Strong
Lexi marches in wearing torn-up overalls and the crowd groans. She shruggs and sits down. "So."

Caeser smiles plesently and begins. "Who do you think you'll ally with?"

Lexi smiles lightly. "Tough choice. Clear...Torn..."

"TORN?!?!" the crowd shreikes.

"How do you know our District 8 guy?"

"Same way I know Clear." Lexi winks in the boys' general direction.

"Ooo la la!!!" Caeser says. "Let's have a closer look at your life."

"Okay. Well, I'm sixteen and I can kill everyone. But it'll be tough." She smiles and waves goodbye as the buzzer goes off.

Jaranith Glaper
Jaranith sits down and doesn't try to get comfortable in the seat. "Hey!" Caeser yelps bouncily.

"Hi," he mumbles.

Caeser trys, but we don't learn anything about Jaranith's personal life. Just as we think he's about to open up a bit, the buzzer rings.

Iris Miricle
"I love your shoes," Caeser begins.

Iris smiles. "Thank you." Her prim shoes ressemble a cream-colored pair of shells.

"So, Iris, feeling confident?" Caeser begins.

Iris looks thoughtful. "Well...sure. I mean, if I die...whatever." She shrugges of the crowd's mega-gasp.

"Have any family to win for?"

"Well...I do have 9 siblings. But they know I'll be fighting hard."

Caeser continues to talk about the large family until the buzzer rings and it's Jackson's turn.

Jackson Ocean
"Hellooo," Caeser greets the boy.

"Bună seara," Jackson whispers, then blushes and looks back at Caeser.

The interviewer begins to choke. "Excuse me?"

"That 'good evening' in Romanian. I not speak English well."

Caeser pouts. "Isn't that a shame? Nice to be able to talk to your fellow tributes as you kill them."

Jackson smiles. "So you think I make kills?"

"Oh yes. I thoughrally believe so." Caeser flashes another too-white smile, and coaxes the story of Jackson being washed up on his district shore just one year ago. He's now living with a foster dad.

We hear a buzzer...

Heather Lavender
"Hey, Heather!" Caeser calls across the silky red rug that matches the tribute's dress.

"Hi."

"So what's your strategy? An older girl like you should have something cooked up."

Heather smiles. "Stay alive, I guess. Not everyone can do that...or choose to."

Sounds of sympathy from the crowd. Caeser shakes his head. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. So, you think you have that choice?"

"I hope so," Heather replys.

We learn she grew up in a big family with 6 kids. Her mother died when she was young, so now she just has her father.

"Well, have a good time with your little choice, Heather Lavender. But it's that time again..."

Bzzzzz...

Malco Crest
Malco's sweeping yellow robes set the mood. "Why, hello!" quipps Caeser.

"Good evening," Malco replys.

"So, do you have as big a family as your district partner?"

Malco's eyes widen. "No. Not even close."

Caeser smiles. "Only child?"

Malco blinks. The audience stares. Then he bursts into tears.

"Oh, no!" Caeser wails comically, handing Malco his silken handcercheif. "Oh, dear! What happened?"

"I-I had a sister. Li-li-lily. I-I guess I took her under my wing," Malco gasps inbeetween sobs. "Then...there was the p-plauge...and I was a-a-alone. I don't-I never feel the same."

"I'm sure you've changed," Caeser reassures under Malco's sniffles. They just sit there until we hear it.

"Bzzz," the buzzer whines.

"Bzzz," agrees Caeser.

Willow Ash
"Good evening, Willow," Caeser says in a flirty tone. "Wonderful dress."

"Thank you," says Willow. She twirls, and the silky purple foldes of her dress reflect the audience like a mirror, but in double...triple..."it's supposed to resemble the affects of our district's drugs."

"Oh! How...er...interseting. Well, have a seat. Feeling determinded?"

"Yes. If I get wounded, I could probably heal myself," Willow tells Caeser.

"Oh?"

We learn Willow's mother owns an apothecary, where she picked up her healing skills. Then the buzzer rings...

Xander Hugo
"Hello, Xander," Caeser greets the tribute. "Uh...nice tie."

It's the same weird reflective material as before.

"Um...thanks. Hi."

"So, you in the healing buisness too?"

"Um, yeah. My dad's a doctor."

"And your mom?"

"She...um. Died in a train crash."

"Oh, isn't that just awful?"

Xander must have some kind of illness, because he shows us his token. It's a box of pills. And then, just like that, the buzzer goes off.

Sedra Alsypse
Sedra steps onstage in a yellow dress.

"Hi, Sedra!" begins Caeser. "What a lovley dress!"

"Well, they wanted it to be dark green, but this one was more me."

"Ah, yes. I understand." Caeser smiles and nods to the chair, but Sedra just stands there.

"Your dress is very pretty. Now let's sit down," he explains.

Sedra cocks her head, then shakes it. "I think you're missing the point..."

"No, I'm not."

"I'm the point," she blurts out.

The audience is quiet for a moment.

Then everyone in the Capitol bursts out laughing.

"Alright, let's talk about the...er...point."

"That's more like it," Sedra says critically, and sits down.

We learn she uses her weapon on her brother, Dacen, quite a bit, and Sedra says we might not ever find out what that is. She might not use it in the games. Then the buzzer rings.

Stronton Melich
Stronton walks on and sits down. Compared to Sedra, the crowd thinks he's a snooze so far.

"So, what do you think about...life?" mutters an exhausted Caeser. "What's your advice for future...um...what are they called...tributes, that's it...tributes?"

"Make your stand, take a breath, claim a life, and keep on moving." Stronton tells the camera. "That's what I've got to do. That's what we've all got to do."

"But only one of you can keep that life you're claiming," Caeser points out.

"True. But that could be any one of us. Maybe me."

"Maybe you."

We learn Stronton won a 700-mile skii race at the Capitol slopes, and that he is an only child. After that, the buzzer goes off.

Piper Singleton
The young tribute walks on in a glittering purple dress.

"Hello, Piper! Oh, I like your dress," Caeser compliments.

"Thank you. I hate it," Piper replies flatley.

There's a long, drawn-out gasp. "Why not?" Caeser asks.

"I don't like wearing dresses."

"Oh? Well, congratulations on a 10. That's quite a score for a little 12 year old."

Piper glares at him. "I'm not LITTLE!!! Okay, everyone, listen up. I'm 12. Don't underestimate me. That's the last thing ya wanna do. Now, listen. I. Will. Win. I can, even if I'm young. Especially if I'm young. Understand?"

Caeser makes a scared face and nodds. The crowd is muttering feverishly.

"I have to get home to my sister and my pet wolf. I can win, you know. You all just wait and see."

And with that, Piper marches back to her seat (making sure to tread on Caeser's toes), leaving the buzzer behind.

Torn Quilt
After everyone has...uh...recovered from Piper's interview (which involves taking off shoes, carrying Piper on and off the stage, and hairspray-applying), Torn is set free onto the stage.

"So, Lexi's your...ermb...pen pal?" Caeser says uncomfortably, shifting all around to get comfortable again.

"Yes." Torn moves around uncomfartably like his interviewer.

"How funny, you're all in these games together. Clear, Lexi, and you. Do I see a love triangle. Oh...I mean...do I see a love triange?"

"Maybe..."

Then, in the tiniest voice possible, he whisperes, "I love her. I love her very much."

Caeser coughs. "Excuse me?"

"Nevermind."

We learn Torn spends his days sewing or - on occacion - writing to Lexi (when he's not at school). Then there's another buzzer...

Anala Henderson
Anala's dress matches her eyes almost exactly. "Hello," Caeser says pleasently.

"Hello," Anala replys.

"That dress...it's very nice."

"Thank you." It's a dress with a few cuts at the sides, but Anala's keeping her hands tight around her ribs.

"So. Do you want to win? Or are you just not psyched about it?" he asks.

"No. I want to win."

We learn she is abused at home, and ignored. When asked about the odd reaping in which Anala's family laughed at her, she just shrugs. Then bzzz...

Serque Flash
"Hi, Serque," Caeser greets.

"Hi," Serque replies.

"So, do you have family?" Caeser askes.

"Yes, a mother and a sister. I used to have a brother."

Caeser, for some reason, doesn't ask. For the rest of the interview, they just sit there. And then there's a buzzer.