ThE WoRsT FaNfIcTiOn EvEr

by Whirlpool833

You know everything you check to make sure your fanfic is perfect? Grammar, character depth, emotional value, original people and unpredictable plot line. Now, throw all of that perfect stuff in the trash, because this is everything you try to avoid in a fanfiction and more. Because, trust me, this won't just suck, it will be absolutely horrendous.

1. Chapter 1

Quick Disclaimer: This fanfic will be terrible. You knew it when you clicked on it. But just because I know I'll get hate if I don't say it, the stuff that makes it bad (such as one-dimensional characters and terrible grammar) is done on purpose. This is inspired by The Cliché Games: A Truly Awful SYOT by Dinosaur-of-Fabulousness. Feel free to submit ideas or characters in the reviews, I'll always give credit to anyone that does. I wouldn't call it an SYOT though, as I am including some of my own characters. Anyways, enough with the boring stuff!

President Snow PoV

"Today is the day where ppl get reaped. I luv thinkin about dose ppl getting killed." I say to my assistant who doesn't need a name.

"Why?", she asks.

"Cuz it's funny!" I smirk as I drink blood out ma cup.

"Why you find it funny?"

"Cuz I'm EVIL! I'm the bad guy, duh! And I always win!"

"Where u get dat blood?"

"Pfffffff I dunno." I keep drinkin. "There's gotta be sum explanation 2 why my breath smells like blood."

"…right-"

"So let's watch replays of ma contestants!"

"K, Mister President."

"Nahhh, saying Mister President makes you seem like ur of some value." I say to my assistant who doesn't need a name. "You are my slave, just like Panem."

"Isn't Panem supposed to be the name of the country…"

"SILENCE! TURN ON THE TV AND THEN GO STAND BY THE WALL FOR EXACTLY FIVE AND A QUARTER MINUTES AND BE BACK WITH BLOOD!"

"Where from?"

"I don't even care, ya know." I sigh. "Just get it to me in a wine glass. SINCE WE HAVE TO USE DISTRICT TWELVES COAL TO BURN SAND TO MAKE GLASS MWAHAHAHAHHA I'M SO EVIL!"

I quickly skim through the re-runs and then almost spit out ma blood on ma glorious expensive golden sexy Gucci TV! THIS WAS ALL WE COULD GET! Why obviously everyone in this world is an idiot except moi, THESE PEOPLE ARE TRIPLE IDIOTS, WHATEVER DOSE EVEN ARE!

"Here's ur blood." My assistant who doesn't need a name says and hand me ma wine glass with a red liquid.

I sniff it. "IT'S RED FOOD DYE NOT BLOOD U IDIOT IN FACT U WILL DIE FOR THAT AND I WILL LAUGH BECAUSE I AM OBVIOUSLY SO EVIL!"