Ashes of The Past --- The 70th Annual Hunger Games SYOT

by TheOtherLachance

*SYOT CLOSED* After the mess that was the 63rd Annual Hunger Games, Head Gamemaker Sullius shot himself in the head. However, his successor plans an equally disturbing Games for his final year... Can the tributes escape the rush of lava, the animals that seek to rip them to pieces, and the undead tributes who walk again, thirsty for blood?

1. In the Beginning

GAMEMAKER FALION MARSEY

Sullius is dead. After the 63rd Hunger Games, his last year as Head Gamemaker, he went into hiding and nobody knew where he had gone. He was found recently, a full seven years after the incident, with a bullet through his head and his own hand clutching the pistol... Self murder! I, personally, considered the possibility that our dear President Snow sent assassins after him, but... I doubt it.

Poor Sullius was mad as a hatter, anyway.

I've been Head Gamemaker for a long time, now, and I think this will be my best year yet. Last year, the 69th Hunger Games, a mouthy little girl from District 7 won. Johanna Mason. I hope we'll get a better Victor than her this year, because I'd rather like these Games to be a success.

After all, they are going to be held on an active volcano.

I stand on the hovercraft, staring down at the volcano with quite some satisfaction. Red hot lava is already spewing from the top of it, and there is a dense jungle surrounding it... I wonder what this years' tributes will be like?

Well, they'd better be fast runners.

A small smirk on my face, I turn around to glance at the Avox who is driving the hovercraft. I clap my hands together triumphantly.

"It's perfect!" I call out, staring out across it like a father stares at a new born child. Oh, this arena has everything! A volcano brimming with lava, a jungle full of monstrous creaturses, an ocean teeming with vicious sea-monsters... And the best part? The graveyard. Right on the outskirts of the arena, I have planted a graveyard... Where the zombified bodies of the dead tributes shall walk, wanting their revenge... Oh, this will be a year to remember!

The hovercraft begins to zoom away across the water towards the Capitol, and I smirk and sit back in my seat, beginning to write down some ideas. It's been hinted that this may be my last year as Head Gamemaker before Seneca Crane takes over, so I must change their minds. And perhaps if I stage a good enough Games, President Snow will change his mind and let me keep my job.

It's that Johanna Mason's fault... She messed with the boards, and I'm going to lose my job, and possibly my head, because of it! Oh if I could get my hands on her...

Someday, I hope she goes back into the arena and somebody kills her painfully. Or perhaps I could persuade the President to order her be executed?

Well, whatever happens... I will stay the Head Gamemaker. And if I have to tear these tributes to pieces, then so be it.

Alright, here is the form... The boy from District 2 is already reserved, all others are free :) Pm me with your submission, or it will not be accepted.

Name:

District (put 2 choices):

Gender:

Age:

Personality:

Appearance:

Family/Friends:

Background:

Alliance?:

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