SYOT OPEN: The Creator: Head Gamemaker's Hunger Games

by jupiter101

It's Dove Cameryn's first year as Head Gamemaker and she's determined to make her games perfect. In the past several years, very few Head Gamemakers had satisfied President Thorn's demands and Dove doesn't want to "get retired" and die "under mysterious circumstances." But the stakes are high and the world is a harsh place. Please see below for details on submitting tributes.

If you'd like to submit tributes for The Creator, please PM me. I don't need full descriptions, just name, age, gender, district, alliance or not, and one or two character traits. I'll update this page when I get tributes. You can submit as many people as you want, I am choosing the Bloodbaths. I also need some good Capitol names for Gamemakers, so if you come up with one, please PM me too. Thank You!

One Week Before The Reapings

Dove Cameryn, Head Gamemaker, 29

One week until the Reapings and I was already freaking out. My team and I had pretty much completed the arena, but there were still tweaks to be made. I had no idea if President Thorn was going to like it or not. If he didn't, I was in trouble. While I'd been a Gamemaker for several years, this was my first time as Head Gamemaker, so I was especially nervous. At least it wasn't a Quarter Quell, where the arena had to be extra special.

I took a deep breath and smoothed my white hair back from my face. The Gamemakers were counting on me. President Thorn was counting on me. The Capitol was counting on me. My life was counting on me. I couldn't mess this up.

Thompson Thorn, President of Panem, 52

I paced my fourth-floor balcony, looking out at the Capitol. Bright lights lit up most of it, alternating colors of pink, blue, green, and yellow. Loud, unintelligible music filled the air, the combination of many different styles of music clashing in one thunderous symphony. The warm air smelled of barbecued meat and spicy cumin and the many other strange foods my citizens loved. Below me, my own party raged, the biggest and fanciest in the Capitol. Thousands of capitolites were celebrating the upcoming Reaping, their favorite time of the year.

An aide appeared at the open balcony doors. "Sir, they're looking for you downstairs," she said meekly, lowering her head in submission.

I nodded. She'd done nothing that deserved my anger. "I'll be right down." She left quickly and I turned back to the colorful collection of buildings and people before me. Eighteen years ago, I'd become the president of this country. I'd accepted the role eagerly, still a young man. Now, I could feel myself slowing down. I was tired of the death and destruction I had caused. That all the presidents of Panem had caused. But I had no choice but to keep going. I couldn't just shoulder my burden, I had to run with it. I couldn't stop now.

Tribute List

D1F: Cadence Elliot, 16 (goldenalpha)

D1M: Kaden Elliot, 16 (goldenalpha)

D2F: Sam Alana, 14 (goldenalpha)

D2M: Reserved for IciclePower33

D3F:

D3M:

D4F: Reserved for CallmeLegend

D4M: Tristan Wells, 17 (CallmeLegend)

D5F: Charity Thatcher, 17 (goldenalpha)

D5M: Taeho Gin Xing (JoshuaHedley9)

D6F: Kyra Wiley, 15 (IciclePower33)

D6M:

D7F: Aclair Vane, 16 (IciclePower33)

D7M: Brian Fretch, 17 (IciclePower33)

D8F:

D8M: Gideon Silver, 15 (goldenalpha)

D9F:

D9M:

D10F: Melissa Simone Hedley, 18 (JoshuaHedley9)

D10M: Candor Frank, 18 (IciclePower33)

D11F:

D11M: Xander Percy, 16 (IciclePower33)

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