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Title: The First Annual Memorial Games
Author: GX7
Summary: President Paylor has put a stop to the Hunger Games, but has created the Memorial Games. Yearly held games that someone wants to put a stop too, and to return to the barbaric Hunger Games.
Author's Note: I'm finally doing my own Submit a Tribute Story, but I'm keeping my promise of never having the tributes fight to the death. Because I'll be too attached to them to kill them, but if you want to see their deaths. Then I've thrown something extra into the plot that would result in some of the tributes dying, but not all of them.
I also regret even mentioning this, but when you submit your tribute, their name will be used as a character for a machinima web series that I'm planning, and almost done with the planning stages. It'll be a Halo: Reach parody of the Hunger Games trilogy. And I don't know which characters will be the long lasting main characters and who'll die within the first three episodes. But yeah I need original characters and none of this parodies of Katniss and the other named tribute bullcrap. Though you can make your original tribute similar to a named tribute in the Hunger Games. But don't give me any parodies of characters like Katniss Everdeen or Foxface, and the list goes on.
Could the person who created Livia for Behind Enemy Lines by 4everYoursEmma, please submit Livia's bio to this story. I want to use her in my series, and I want to make it official right here, right now. Because I don't know if you're a registered user of FFN or not. Now I'm done explaining everything. Let's get the prologue out of the way so you all can submit a tribute/Spartan cyborg.
Prologue
A twenty-nine year old man with purple hair and purple eyes enters President Paylor's office in her recently restored mansion.
"You wanted to see me Madam President?" Tim Lansing said.
"Yes please come in and shut the door." Paylor said. Tim does so and steps closer to the desk. "I called you in here because I want you to head up the new Gamemaker department for a annual games I'm planning."
Tim was about to speak in protest, but Paylor stopped him from getting a word out, by continuing.
"Let me finish... It's not the Hunger Games. I've already put my foot down on that situation. This is different... In order to ensure that future generations know of the 74th Hunger Games and of the rebellion, I want hold the Memorial Games everywhere around this time. I've received word that the equipment for these games has been completed and are in the testing phase. It's all non lethal and similar to laser tag, that a lot of kids in the Career districts play. However the developers are trying a experiemental teleportation system, one that will teleport the eliminated tribute to the entrance of the arena. Your opinion...?"
"I don't know what to say Madam President. I'm pretty shocked that you want me to be the head Gamemaker. But I'm not surprised that you'd want to make something similar to the Hunger Games only non lethal. That is a stroke of genius Madam President. I'm honored to take this responsibility."
"The other Gamemakers are going to be the surviving Tributes that fought in the rebellion. Go and tell them that it is an order from me, to work under you to make the Memorial games a reality."
"What about...?"
"Don't worry about Ms. Everdeen. I have ways of getting her aquitted for killing President Coins. I'm actually one of the few that is pleased Coins was killed. She was a very vengeful bitch, and she got what she deserved."
"I agree with you Madam President." Tim said. "If you'll excuse me."
Tim left the office after saluting Paylor, he walked out of the mansion and got on his cellphone. "It's me... Please ask the surviving tributes, minus Ms. Everdeen of course, to my office in the Capitol. It is very urgent that I talk with them."
Tim met with the tributes that won the Hunger Games of the past, and he explained the entire situation to them. He could easily tell that some of the were upset at this concept, and he couldn't blame them. They were eager for Capitol children blood and vengeance at being put through the Hunger Games, but those like Haymitch and Peeta understood and readily accepted a position as Gamemaker. Though Johanna and Enobaria weren't so easily in agreement with Tim.
"Is President Paylor out of her mind?" Johnann said. "We should be punishing those little Capitol bastards for our suffering! Not letting them watch us play laser tag in an outddor arena!"
"It might not be an outdoor arena Johanna." Annie said. "Since Katniss blew up the Hunger Games arena, it will have to be rebuilt."
"She's right..." Tim said in reply. "The entire thing has to be rebuilt after Katniss's little incident in the Quarter Quell. But right now Enobaria and you are out voted. I doubt everybody else's vote will change within the next few seconds."
"Fine, I'm in if Enobaria is in." Johanna said reluntantly.
"I'm in..." Enobaria said. "For Madam President's sake."
"Then it's setlled, when Katniss's trial is over, I'll inform her and offer her a position. That is if she's aquitted..."
Tim's phone went off and he quickly answered it. The victors glared at him in jealousy because he's from the Capitol. As with every Capitol citizen, Tim could afford a cellphone, where as the Districts couldn't. Then again Tim was a Capitol citizen that fled the Capitol and joined the rebellion in District 13. His parents were government officials and once Gamemakers during the 73rd and 74th Hunger Games. Tim fled the Capitol around the time Katniss and Peeta won the Hunger Games.
"Alright thank you..." Tim hung up and look at his subordinates. "That was Plutarch... Looks like Paylor pulled through her promise to get Katniss aquitted..."
Johanna just placed her face into her hands and sighed heavily. "You mean the trial was just for show?"
"Not really, but the prosecution had a strong case against Katniss and her insanity plea looked like ti was going nowhere. The judge just aquitted her, and I have to be in the same hovercraft as her, to give her my offer." With that Tim left his office. Leaving some of the victors bewildered.
"What just happened?" Haymitch asked.
Katniss Everdeen was escorted onto a hovercraft with Haymitch and Plutarch. When she sat down in a chair, Tim made his presence known.
"Ms. Everdeen... So nice to meet you..." Tim takes out a stick of gum and shoves it into his mouth. "I've got a proposition for you, that is too good to be true."
"Who are you?" she asked. Haymitch whispered into her ear on Tim's identity.
"My name is Tim Lansing. I've admired your work real closely. Ever since you gave Rue that memorial burial to blowing up the entire arena. I've watched you on TV all of this time, but to have you join the same rebellion I was a apart of... What a honor!"
"Get to the point please..."
Tim explained everything to Katniss and she listened intently as he explained everything.
"A non lethal team base version of the Hunger Games?"
"Well it's understandable if you don't like the idea. You don't have to be a part of it..."
"Are you crazy! I would be honored to work under you... But I have to stay in District 12."
"Yeah I know... You can reach me through this number..." Tim written down his cellphone number and handed it to Katniss. "It'll be a pleasure doing business with you."
Author's Comment: That's it for the prologue. Next chapter I'll start writing from a first person perspective. So this is the end of the third person perspective. I'm pretty nervous because I've never done first person before, I've always have been an third person kind of guy with past tense. But I'm going to broaden my horizons so to speak. Do something different and see if it suites me. The only first person I've done comes in the form of a narrative before going back to the third person. But I've talked anough. Here is your applitcation. At long last you can now apply a tribute for this story, and my web series. Here is the application with a submitted character of my own.
Name: Azrael Lupine
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Personality: He's comepletely insane, sociopathic and he believes that he is truely the Angel of Death Azrael.
Description: He has short jet black hair and black eyes. He wears the same clothing day after day, as he can't afford any new clothes nor can he constantly steal from the tailor's shop. He wears a black t-shirt with a white Grim Reaper on the front, a former night shirt he would wear when his parents were alive, but now fits him for a change. And he wears a pair of black denim jeans. His skin is psaty white from staying out of the sun for years, only coming out at night to find food.
District: 12
Token: A gold inverted pentagram within a gold circle pin.
Strengths: His father ebing a butcher before his death, has taught Azrael how to cut up meat. So he knows the various cuts of animal meat. Plus he has also learned how to use chains and meat hooks as ranged weapons. But this skill is useless in the Memorial Games. But may prove useful if he has to hunt his own food.
Weaknesses: The fact that he has developed a hatred for sunlight, by staying indoors during the day for countless years living on the streets. He knows he won't be set ablaze like a vampire, but he is still sensitive to it. Not to mention his ego is unbelievably large for a District 12 person.
Background: Azrael's true name has been lost to the sands of time. He changed his name after the fire that took his parents and sister's lives. Now he lives alone in the Seam. He used his butcher skills to find meat, and did steal meat from his father's former butcher shop, which was under new management. How he got the meat out of the freezer without being caught is a mystery. It's probably because the once assistant store manager, and family friend allowed Azrael to take the meat. Azrael has been trying to find scraps of food to survive. Rarely he's able to go down to the Hob for Greasy Sae's stew, and some cases get meat from his father's shop. Azrael had to learn how to defend himself in case he's attacked by other homeless people who want his supplies. So he learned how to make ranged chain weapons from heavy duty chains and meat hooks. He always attended the Hunger Games reapings, in high hopes of being reaped, he didn't dare volunteer for them. However after Katniss and Peeta started their rebellion, which led to the destruction of District 12, Azrael knew living on the streets was now his way of life and had to deal with it. He hid in the sewers during the bombings and remained safe from harm, while almost everone else in the Seam was blown to bits.
Reaping Outfit: His usual black t-shirt with a Grim Reaper on the front in white. He also wears the same pair of black denim jeans that he has been wearing since he stole them from the tailor's shop.
Interview Outfit: A black hooded robe with a plastic human skull mask.
Chariot Outfit: The same as his interview outfit.
Interview Angle: To wait in the shadows and to strike when his prey appears in front of his eyes. Not even letting his prey know he's about strike until it is too late.
Games Outfit: His usual attire mentioned above.
Quote: I AM forsaken!
Romance/Alliances: It's quite possible, since there are two teams, who must work together to eliminate the other team and claim victory.
Other: He sometimes talks in a third person at times. Calling himself Azrael the Angel of Death.
That's it... Send me your tribute and don't be shy. I'll be needing these tributes to get this story get off the ground. As well as something else. Below is a blank tribute application if you don't want to use the one above, and delete all of that info. And I'll be needing Capitol and District 13 tributes too. Since this is a non lethal games, they can be reaped as well.
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