District 1
A man with red skin wearing black lipstick and heavy eye makeup stood on the stage holding the microphone in one of his unusually sharp hands.
"Ladies first." He cackled softly into the mic, thrusting his hand into the clear bowl that held all of female names.
He grinned as he pulled out a tiny envelope and opened it, loving the audiences wide-eyed expression.
He cleared his throat before calling loudly, "Blossom Bowmen!"
The crowd parted, revealing a stunning red head wearing a red bow.
She shuffled onto the stage and the announcer handed her the mic.
She took a deep breath before saying, "I can assure you that District One will be victorious this year."
They clapped quietly and the man took back the microphone as he began to dig through the male names.
He pulled one at random and opened it.
"Brick Hattie!" He shouted and a boy with similar red hair walked bravely onto the stage.
"I will be the victor this year and that's all there is to it." He said firmly into the microphone.
District 2
A ridiculously tall man in a lab coat that covered his mouth and nose stood on the stage.
"Alright, let's get started." He said after a few minutes of tense silence.
He stuck his hand into the bowl filled with male names.
Five minutes later, he finally pulled an envelope out.
"Dexter Genius!" He announced.
A short boy with curly red hair and a similar lab coat stepped on stage.
"It will be a pleasure to participate." He said shortly.
The tall man wiped away a tear, "That was beautiful!"
The boy gave him a disbelieving look before shaking his head.
Without another word, the man stuck his hand into the bowl holding the female's names.
"DeeDee Dancer!" He called out.
There was an excited squeal before a girl wearing a pink dress skipped on stage and took the mic eagerly.
"Thanks Doctor Membrane! Wow, this is such an honor and I'm just so excited! Happy Hunger Games everybody, wish me luck! Not that I'll need it!" She chirped.
The boy looked at the girl as if she were insane.
District 3
A woman with long black hair and very little clothing on licked her lips seductively before saying, "I'm gonna start with choosing who's man enough to compete."
She slowly slid her hand into the bowl holding the male's names and pciked one after a second.
She opened it and said loudly, "Blaze Shifty!"
A boy with platinum blonde hair and grey eyes walked slowly onto the stage.
"Ooooh, looks like we've got a handsome one." She purred.
Blaze took the microphone from her and said, "I'm coming back, no matter what I have to do."
The scantily clad woman gave him an appraising look before putting her hand in the bowl filled with girl names.
"Brat Whorlin!"
Another blonde wearing red hooker lipstick and knee- high black boots sashayed onto the stage.
"I'm winning and ain't nobody gonna stop me." Brat purred in a decidedly country accent.
District 4
A man with green skin and black slicked back hair stood on the stage.
"Let's get this over with." He sighed, slipping his hand into the bowl with the female names.
"Buttercup Fighmic." He droned lazily into the mic.
"Ah, fuck." A raven haired girl hissed, stomping onto the stage.
"BC? You're first name is Buttercup?!" The green skinned man laughed.
"Bite me, Ace!" She growled.
Ace was still snickering as he put his hand into the neighboring bowl of names.
He opened one of the envelopes and called, "Butch Tougner!"
A tall guy with a heavily muscular build made his way to the stage, wearing a smirk.
"A little something all the other tributes should know, you get in my way... it'll be the last thing you ever do."
District 5
A tall curvy woman with long curly red hair and a red dress stood on the stage.
"Let's find out which girl will be representing our district this year." She said, pulling an envolope off the top of the bowl.
"Belle Slitney!" She exclaimed.
A girl with white hair took her own sweet time getting to the stage.
"Well, I can't say I'm thrilled, but I'm coming out of this alive anyway." She breathed airily into the mic.
The voluptuous woman rolled her eyes and mouthed, 'Wow.'
"Next, the men!" She announced, picking an envelope up.
"Blake Moradin!" She yelled.
A boy with silver hair clapped his hands once and let out an obnoxious, "YES!"
He jogged up to the stage, smiling cockily.
"Thanks, toots. I can not believe... that I wasn't chosen sooner! This is... such a huge honor and I promise to do District five proud!"
District 6
A man with a bone-white face wearing a black cloak stood center stage.
"Can't wait to see who's gonna die dis year." He mumbled in a Jamaican accent.
He started shuffling through the bowl filled with the male's names and picked one after a few seconds.
"Bandit Shintic!" He shouted.
A boy with brown hair with a black piece of fabric tied around his head walked onto the stage, his eyes looking around nervously.
"I'm not going to die, not without a fight." He muttered, his eyes still moving around.
"Sure your not, sure your not. Okay, now for da female tribute." The pale man said.
He read the name in the envelope before announcing, "Bunny Hopper!"
A terrified looking girl with purple eyes slowly trudged onto the stage.
She was too scared to speak.
District 7
A cheerful woman with short black hair and a forced smile was standing on the stage with her hand already in the bowl for the female tributes.
"Mandy Evilina!" She called in a sickly sweet voice.
A blonde with a black hair band walked onto the stage, wearing a trademarked sour expression.
"I am not afraid to kill and if you are stupid enough not to fear me, tributes, you will meet a very sudden and painful death." She monotoned.
The woman widened her eyes slightly before picking an envelope from the male names bowl.
"Billy Idiotica!" She shrieked, horror filling her expression.
There was an absent minded laugh from the crowd and a boy with an unfortunately large knows stumbled onto the stage.
"Gee, thanks Ms. Keane! What did I win?" He asked.
"Oh god." Mandy groaned, face palming.
District 8
A woman who looked eerily like a snake, wearing her gey hair in a tight bun, glared at the crowd.
"I'll start with picking which putrid little boy will be sacrificing their lives this year!" She hissed into the mic, sliding her hand into the bowl.
She made a point to look at each and every one of the eligible male tributes before picking out an envelope.
"Bane Nesfer!" She shouted.
A boy with shoulder length black hair and glowing lime green eyes walked serenely onto the stage.
"I won't do anything I don't have to, so don't make me have to do anything I'll regret, tributes." He mumbled.
The snake woman snatched the microphone back as she started to dig through the girl's names.
"Brute Fisty!" She screamed as she opened the envelope.
A tom boyish girl with green eyes and black hair clomped onto the stage wearing brown Doc Martens.
"I plan on kicking some ass. And if any of you other tributes give me shit, you'll be the first on my list." She said gruffly.
District 9
A woman with bluish skin and a red gem in the middle of her forehead stood on the stage.
She didn't say anything as she started to rifle through the bowl full of the boy's names.
"Beck Grownint." She droned into the mic.
A boy with cropped red hair and orange eyes stepped on stage.
"I'm gonna try to make the best out of a bad situation, but, make no mistake, I'm prepared to kill if necessary." He said seriously.
"It will be." The woman said darkly before dipping her hand into the bowl filled with female names.
"Berserk Sadistinal." She read aloud from the opened envelope.
A tall red head with her hair pulled back with multiple red ribbons gracefully made her way onto the stage.
"I'm going to do whatever it takes to live." She said firmly.
District 10
An extremely short man with a silver suit and all blue eyes, like no pupil or anything, stood on the stage.
"Okaaaay, let's start with boooys!" He sang, standing on his tip toes so he could reach the bowl.
He picked the envelope at the top and read it in an impossibly cheerful voice.
"Boomer Kanitar!"
I blonde boy on the tall side with impossibly dark blue eyes walked onto the stage.
"Ooooh, a pretty boy! They'll eat you aliiiive! Ha ha ha!" The short man laughed.
The boy hid his face with his thick hair as he muttered shyly into the mic, "I'll try to make our district victorious."
"You'll tryyyyy and you'll faaaail. Ladies, your up!" The short man chirped, still unrealistically happy.
He plucked an envelope out of the bowl and paused for a minute before finally reading it out loud.
"Bubbles Angepar! You're our girl!"
Everyone gasped as they turned to stare at the petrified girl.
She was a petite thing with her light blonde hair put in pigtails and her sky blue eyes wide with disbelief.
"Come on up here darling!" The little man laughed.
Tears were threatening to spill from her eyes when she was finally on the stage.
"Anything you'd like t stay to the millions of people watching?" The little man laughed.
The mic was stuck rudely in her face and she started blubbering, "I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die."
District 11
A shadowed figure stood in the corner of the stage with the bowls of names in front of him.
"We will start with men." He announced, sliding a hand into the bowl filled with male names.
He held one of the envelopes up to his face and called, "Dib Paranoim!"
A boy with glasses and a black jacket marched proudly onto the stage.
"It's about time I get a little recognition. Just so you all know, I will be the victor this year. No ifs, ands, or buts about it."
The shadow man snatched the mic back, "That's all very well. Time for the women."
He pulled one out at random and gulped when he read the name.
"G-Gaz Fearme?" He stuttered fearfully.
A girl with purple hair and angry eyes walked forward, glaring at anyone who looked at her.
"Anything you'd like to share Gaz?" The shadow man asked in a shaking voice.
She took the mic from him and snarled, "Stay. Out. Of. My. Way!"
"Charming." Dib whispered, just as frightened as everyone else.
District 12
A man in a lab coat that was covered with stains stood in the middle of the stage, a bottle of whisky in one hand.
"Okay, *hiccup* let's start with the girls." He slurred, taking a swig from his bottle.
He attempted to put his hand in the bowl, but ended knocking the whole thing over. He did manage to catch one as they all fell to the ground.
"Robin Skyvin. Come on up here." He called.
A brunette in a truly hideous orange dress walked onto the stage, looking at her mother and father as they cried.
"I'll be back. I promise." She whispered into the mic, fighting tears.
"Sure you will! Next is the boys!" The drunk yelled.
He managed to pick up an envelope without knocking the whole bowl over this time.
"Mitch Mitchleson!"
A freckle faced brunette with mischievous eyes stepped on stage.
"I'll look out for Robin. As long as I'm around, she ain't gonna die." He promised.
But, in the Hunger Games, promises were so easily broken.
AN; Sorry for the repetition. This was basically just an introduction. Next chapter will be better! Review!