Hi this is my 1st fic yey

disclaimer: i do not own the huger games or hitchickers guide to the galaxy or any of the characters

The One Thousands Eight Hundred and Forty Second Hunger Games (1842):

We sat down around the small TV in the corner of the room. The day was cold and musty in the capitol like it was here. Except giant splatters of rain layered the arena. It always seemed this way on the first day of the Hunger Games. Lonely and unfriendly. On twenty four silver platforms stood an assortment of robots and people alike, and perhaps a few rats- but that's irrelevant. They all just stand there. Waiting. The commentary blares out of the small TV, and I hear Adam Douglas's voice:

"Hello and welcome to the one thousand eight hundred and forty second Hunger Games! We are hoping to see brutality, murder, treachery and hatred in its most evil forms, all for the course of your entertainment! So let's meet the contestants."

The camera rotates round in a blur of tributes to rest on two from District one.

"First up and straight from District One we have a very wet Thor and the glamorous Fenchurch. Then, from District two, we have the ex-governor of the universe- Zaphod! Accompanied by his arch enemy Zarniwoop!

"And fresh out of district three we have the legendary prophet Zarquon with that well known researcher Ford Prefect!"

Each name is read of and followed by applause- like a game show.

"And from District four we have that devious general Prostetnic Vogan Jelts and everybody's favourite security robot Colin! And on the District five platforms we, well do I really need to introduce this guy? Let's just say he's the ruler of the Universe!"

The camera spins around to land on a weedy old man who is clutching a cat to his chest and looks like he might be about to have a coughing fit.

"With his fellow tribute- the messenger of the forest Prak! And from District six we have Phouchg and Loonquawl, who received Deep Thoughts answer to Life, the Universe and Everything! Give 'em a clap ladies and gentlemen, as we look at district seven- who are just two of our many earthlings- Trillian and Arthur! But in District eight we have, none other than the best mice…"

Wait, did he say mice?

"Yes the best mice you've ever seen- Benjy and Frankie! From District nine, it's everybody's favorite philosophers Vroomfondel and Majikthise!"

I felt sorry- most of these guys wouldn't make it past Cornucopia, I mean the philosophers and the mice were as good as dead.

"Then from District ten it's that great author Oolon Colluphid, and that infamous road builder Mr Posser! And then there's our tributes from District eleven- who are also earthlings- Tricia and Gail! And, now lucky last, we have our tributes from District twelve- that miserable robot Marvin and the suicidal pig Dish of the Day!"

He paused to let the crowds cheer for the tributes. Then everything went silent. The silence began to ring in my ears. This was it. The One Thousands Eight Hundred and Forty Second Hunger Games were about to begin…

So my fics gonna work a bit like the Hunger Games- where you can sponser the characters you like and give them stuff. So if you like Arthur you can give him like a sheild or something. Like Katniss got a parachute with the burn medacine in and stuff. Just write in the reveiw which character you like and what object they get.

Thanks for reading!

BYE!