A man sat in a white room, drumming his fingers on his chair with one hand and stroking his beard with the other. The man was staring out a window, looking over the Capitol. This was not any ordinary man. This was President Snow, the ruler of Panem. The next Hunger Games was coming up soon, and Snow was anxious to see which of the wretched children would die, and which would be the victor. It didn't matter him who won. He was just looking forward to seeing a good show with strange and exciting deaths.
Snow surveyed the Capitol from his window. Colorful figures walked together in groups towards their destinations. Snow smiled. He was lucky to live in such a beautiful place, as opposed to the horrid life that the people in the districts lived. Even District One was no match for the Capitol life. That was part of the reason that Snow loved the Hunger Games. The tributes get a taste of the glorious life that a person in the Capitol leads, then they no longer take up space in the districts when they die. Of course, it was still morbid, but that didn't really matter to Snow. You see, Snow had grown up watching the Hunger Games, and rather then hate it and be forced to watch it, Snow decided he might as well enjoy it. When he became president, the Hunger Games took up most of his life, through planning it, announcing it, watching it, and ending it. He spent so much time watching it, in fact, that he became a little insane.
Whenever Snow had the chance, he went up to his room with his goldfish, Stanley, and spent his time away from the Hunger Games playing a board game or Stanley Says. The Capitol people tried to stay away from him, for his blood-smelling breath was definetly not pleasant, and mostly because no one wanted to be known as the-one-who-is-seen-with-the-crazed-lunitic. Yes, the people of the Capitol all agreed that Snow was partially insane. So, when Snow sneaks up to his room to play games with his goldfish, no one thinks its at all strange, (after all, the Capitol people think that that must be what an insane person would do,) and no one bothers to come by to bring him back on track. That is, all except for the Head Gamemaker, Jackson Phillips.
Jackson Phillips used to live in the districts before he got the job as a Gamemaker. After a few years, Jackson finally got the promotion that he was working up for: Head Gamemaker. Jackson knew that he had just barely gotten the job as a Gamemaker, and it was practically a miracle that he got the promotion of Head Gamemaker, so he felt the need to do whatever President Snow wanted if he wanted to keep his job. He also knew that Snow was insane, which is why he tends to treat him like a little boy. That's basically all of the attention that Snow gets, (unless of course he speaks to other people first, in which case he gets all the attention he needs, being the President after all,) so Snow sometimes does act like a little child, since he was treated like one. Jackson Phillips does his best to do whatever Snow wants, whether it's playing Stanley Says, or getting him a cup of coffee.
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