The End of the World: 32nd Hunger Games SYOT

Prologue - The Premonition

The roaring tides and hustle and bustle of the capital vehicles momentarily halted their transits for the night. The white-collar workers departed their privileged jobs and the city was swept up in an evening translucence, as a hush settled upon it and families toddled to their homes for the night. Televisions switched on, as the latest announcement for the annual Hunger Games came up.

In the distance, the districts slept and bore another day's worth of hard labour on their backs before retiring to their homes, the unfortunate ones staying out on prolonged shifts. Another day, another disgruntled, tired, aimless day drifting through the mediocrity of life until life threw them a chance, an opportunity on a wishbone such as the Hunger games could be, should they wish to play the game. They would be retiring in the silence of their homes and family life for now, but in a few week's time, the announcement for the annual Hunger Games would make it's way to their medias too.

"Greetings all!" It was the 32nd Hunger Games, very much so in it's beginning and one of it's earlier periods. The stylists, announcers and all the rest typically lasted between 10 and 20 years before drying up and moving onto elsewhere in life, fresh faces came forward to take on the new roles of the beautifying of the pre-dead. The good ones stayed for a long time, but there weren't many that really struck a chord with the capital at the moment right now. So it was Milo Montgomery and Freddy Mann who did the commentary. Milo was a younger man of flaming brown hair with red sparks, a tendency for swooping gestures and theatrics, and Freddy was an ageless man of probably middle-age, but no one could put a finger on it, with almost transparent and scale-like hair of blue and purple tint sometimes with an almost reflective glean. He was 'odd' in a way unfamiliar with the capital audience, but apparently not to the extent that he was chased out. And so they were, the two announcers for the Hunger Games.

All across the city, thousands in the capital tuned into their almost paper thin television monitors, awaiting the latest announcement with their usual fevered glee.

"Today we are bringing you the announcement that the 32nd Hunger Games start in a month's time!" said Milo, all eagered face and smiles, his flamboyant hair-do bobbing in the screen.

Freddy, who was grinning awkwardly off-camera at someone, turned around and directed his wide grin now at the camera.

"This year is an important Hunger Games! We've had our first decade, the ones where all the glitches and things were sorted out! We had our second decade, the ones where we really got into tow, and also our Quarter Quell! To which our successive Hunger Games have had a hard time living up to thus far! And now we are into our third decade, many years before our next quarter Quell and missing the spark of just reaching 30 years. It's now or never! This Hunger Games is going to make or break it! It's the ringleader of them all! The breakthrough! It's now or never. The end of the world. Welcome, the 32nd Hunger Games!" Milo boomed at the camera.

"I was told it was always going to be there and that's the view we should give, make it or break it," muttered Freddy from the side.

"Shut up. No one listens to PR. I was just trying to dramatacise!" Milo elbowed Freddy which didn't do much for Freddy was also unbecomingly tall and only seemed annoyed as they bumped elbows. "Anyways! This is your annual announcement to say the Hunger Games is coming up shortly! Get ready for the tribute parade! The training scores! The interviews! The special arena we have planned! And who will win it all! Get your tickets in and your Hunger Games brain on! For you will vote for the winners! And we have the same wide range of sponsoring opportunities, fun for everyone!"

"Yay," said Freddy.

"Isn't it wonderful?" thrilled the capital men and women in their homes as they prepared for the 32nd annual hunger games, announcement, or premonition, in tow.

Author's note: Thank you so much for the submissions guys! I'm so overwhelmed with gratitude and happiness that all you lovely people took the time and effort to make a tribute and submit so this syot could go ahead! When I first started it, I thought it wouldn't get that much submissions, and that even after a month or two not all spots would be filled so I would have to fill in the spaces with my own OCs, but I'm so grateful and overwhelmed that you guys submitted! It's made my day :) I hope to do your characters justice!

I got the last submission today, but I will need some time to organise/plan it so it's all smooth running once the games begin. So it might be a while before the first chapter appears, but thank you so much for the submissions once again, and I'll try to get a chapter up as early as possible!

Also, someone asked I wanted tribute creators to submit tokens and interview costumes later on. I think it's too late to submit tokens because I'm working on the reaping chapters now. If you happened to mention a token in your form I'll use that, but otherwise, I think it's too late to submit tokens. As for interview costumes, it's not a requirement (I can easily make up one to suit your character given the info) but if you want to, that's definitely welcome and I'll write it! :)

-WhymsicalBell