"Here's to another year of murder, the homicide of children with terrible odds. Here's to another year of Careers, "untrained" to fit the rules but agile in the field. Here's to another year of hunting, racing, and dying in the hands of another child. Here's to the Hunger Games." Glasses clanked together, and the Gamemakers, with their beloved President, toasted to the killing of hundreds of children.
"Malcary Zaks, you should be way more excited about another year of the Hunger Games. You've successfully caused the murder of 552 children, children of the rebels!" Malcary's partner in devilish activities, Chandi Summers, giggled through her glass of wine. Malcary often comments she should've been names Tipsy, but that was before she worked with her when she was sober.
The truth is Malcary didn't know how to feel after watching child after child die. Once, she heard a poem from a District 7 woman, suddenly missing a few days after.
"Does your heart beat fast at the sound of the gong?
Do your daughter's legs pump fast enough to Cornucopia?
Do you feel the knife slide just past your son's leg, slicing his trousers?
Does the blood run maroon down his pants in a rush, as the axe hits the other target, your little baby?
Can you still live knowing your children died for entertainment?"
Malcary supposes she was killed by Peacekeepers to "destroy the rebels", but it left a mark on her. Is this the right thing to do? "Come on Mal, have a drink before we have to start working tomorrow!" Chandi whined, persuading the older woman through annoyance to have some wine.
A/N: So, this is a SYOT [Just to let you know, I'll fill the unused spots for bloodbath. None of the Career districts will be in the bloodbath.]
Name:
Age:
Gender:
District:
A P P E A R A N C E
Hair:
Eyes:
Height:
Weight:
Scars/Marks:
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Brief Description:
Strengths: [No more than five.]
Weaknesses: [At least three.]
H I S T O R Y
Background:
Family:
Friends:
Reaped/Volunteered?:
Reaction:
Token:
Romance?:
Alliances?:
Preferred Death:
Anything I Forgot: