Hi everyone and welcome to my new SYOT!
Vivien Myrtle Enters heels click down the hall of the Presidents mansion, her wig dyed a pink that was so light it's almost white but apparent from that she seems very natural especially for a Capitol citizen. Her hands tighten with anticipation, nerves and sheer happiness making her crumple her plans for this year's games (the 48th) but she couldn't be put off about meeting her lord and master, President Vespillo.
And although he was the president of all of Panem he was still her president. They were both single, of a similar age and had a liking for the hunger games. She'd never forget the day he told her she was going to be the new head gamemaker (which also happened to be the day the execution of the previous head gamemaker was announced and performed) It was almost as great as the day when he proclaimed his love for her…well at least when it happens it will be. After all, First lady Vivien Vespillo has such a nice ring to it.
His office was surprisingly warm and comforting with a white marble desk and black leather chair which she assumed would have a massage option with it. A red couch was close to her along with the blue carpet spread across the floor and an avox stood by the door. The president sat directly In front of her behind his desk.
"Vivien" he says in a comforting and kind voice though his face shows no emotion "Please, sit"
She smiles and obeys his command, the aroma of death filled the space around him. Although it would sicken others Vivien soaked it all in, desperate to have every sense of him around her.
"Mr President" she blubbers out "I have thought of great ideas for this year's arena"
"As I have been told" he replies his face still showing not even a gleam of emotion "However I have already told you Vivien I do not require to know your plans, I want a surprise, I want to be just as entertained as everyone else"
Vivien smirks to herself. Of course she knew that it wasn't necessary for him to know the plans for this year's games however she had other reasons for coming but it looks like her time here had been cut short.
"Of course President Vespillo" She smiles leaving the chair she sat in as seductively as she possibly could "Is there anything else you need me for?"
He doesn't even look at her "No"
She sighs disappointedly to which the President takes no notice of as she leaves the room. Now she means business, If getting the presidents love means giving him an entertaining game then that's what she'll do, even if it means filling the arena with swamps of lava and mutts of the tributes worst nightmares.
She'll make these games hell for them.
Ok so I hope you enjoyed this chapter and now this is where you come in. I need your tributes, the form will be on my profile and PM me your forms. I can't wait to see your tributes and most importantly…
MAY THE ODDS BE EVER IN YOUR FAVOUR.