Hello! Welcome to a new and (hopefully) unique Hunger Games SYOT. I tried one before (a dismal failure towards the end and not very good writing, but you are welcome to read) and now I want to try again.

Since I really don't want to write another reaping (when someone writes all 24? Ugh. I don't want to read that 24 times) I have a basic idea. The thirtieth Games, focusing on the Gamemaker's and Capitol's view. Because the tributes? They can be just so depressing.

Anyways, I'm going to need a few Gamemaker's, a few tributes, and a few shallow pools otherwise known as Capitol citizens. It'd be nice to have a few with unique backgrounds, but I need 'regular' people too. The forms are down below, and I've worked one of them into the prologue that makes this a 'legal' chapter.

"Miss?" The world waved in front of me. "Miss, your son."

I could feel someone moving my arms. Something warm wiggled, lying on me. I clutched it.

"This is Paige," the nurse insisted. "Ms. Palmer, this is your son, Paige."

I blinked. My son? I didn't have a son.

The bundle in my arms gurgled. Of course I had a son! I just hadn't seen him before was all, I'd been carrying him around for the last year... How long had it been?

"...you'll need to get up now, Ms. Palmer. I know what you really need is rest, and I'm sorry, but you'll have to move. We don't have enough floor space, and we have more patients coming in already..."

Paige was beautiful. I couldn't get over his hair, his beautiful, brown eyes. Nothing like my pale, blue ones.

Shouting started behind me. "Don't drop him! Careful of his arm!"

"Ms. Palmer," the nurse said. She was still here? "This boy's just fallen from a tree in the orchards and we - we need this floor space, oh please oh please get up!"

I tore my eyes off Paige. Selfish woman. Silly children fell from the trees in the orchards all the time. I knew my precious Paige would never do that.

I got up. The world swayed - where was it going? There?

"Ms. Palmer, your child needs to fill out the form, you'll do it for him, go to the justice building but please we just need you to go and - oh," the nurse finished softly.

The boy wasn't really a boy anymore. It looked as if he hadn't fallen from a tree, but a cloud, and then had been drowned, washed like a rag and then dragged here by his feet.

I dizzily scurried away. I didn't want to think about it, and I had Paige and his forms to fill out.

I went home. The justice building could wait for me to finish the forms before it got it's visit.

The small concrete abode would judt be big enough for both of us to live comfortably. "Here's the wash area," I cooed, "and there's the trash bucket. Here's were we'll sleep..."

Paige's eyes fell closed. I sat and nestled him in my lap, clearing space on the floor for the form and myself.

PANEM: NEW CITIZEN FORM: FOR BABIES AND SMALL CHILDREN, TO BE COMPLETED WITHIN ONE DAY OF BIRTH

NAME

AGE

DISTRICT

APPEARANCE (be specific)

PERSONALITY

FAMILY AND FRIENDS (name, age, describe)

STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES

BACKSTORY

OTHER

I stared at the form. Who came up with this? They didn't want to know his height or weight, or dot the paper with a bloody fingerprint? They didn't even want my signiature; they just wanted to know what Paige's strengths and weaknesses were and if he had any friends yet.

Our government was so twisted.

So that's the basic form. I need gamemakers, regular Capitol citizens and district tributes too, though, so if you don't think that form does your character justice, submit your own form. Just make sure you include everything (as long as it applies).

I haven't decided if Paige is actually going to be in the story yet or not, but I think so. Of course, he won't be in it as a baby. If you haven't gathered, he was in Eleven.

Now, scurry off and make me some characters! (please) :)