Children of the Corn (and blood and stuff): The 707th Annual Hunger Strains/Pains/Games
When the Beatles arrived in Pan-Am terminal in New York City, little girls swooned over their televisions as they walked off the plane and into the hearts of mainstream…
Wrong story.
In the land of Pan-Am, since District 9 built robots and things to do battle in an arena, a huge business corporation called the Capital decided to patent the technology first. But battling robots isn't any fun, so they decided to round up 24 innocent children from the districts other than District 9 (they could still use robots) and District B13 (which is a ghetto and has a nuke, so the Capital doesn't mess with them, because Cyril Rafaelli and David Belle would use their corporate headquarters as a parkour arena.)
In this land, the Capital uses their "extreme fat stacks, yo" to build said arena and run an underground city, called Salsaington, B.C. The lazy B.C. residents watch the Hunger Games every year on their digital HD plasma televisions, and rave or complain about Jennifer Lawrence's performance of Katniss, while these Games are usually watched while eating stale pretzels and drinking crappy beer at the pub on the corner.
This is the Hunger Games!
May the Odds be ever your favorite potato chip flavor!
Hey Kiddies.
This is my first story, and I want to do and SYOT, but I don't want it to be like one of those SYOTs where the Author quits after like 2 days because it's too much work. This is gonna be the funnies freakin' Hunger Games ever, with tons of obscure references, and it'll be awesome. Form is on my profile, your basic name/ age/personality stuff. PM me the forms, and I'll start when I feel like I have enough tributes. (probably 10 or so)
Looking forward to writing this with you all!