Hello there!

You seem to have stumbled upon my very own SYOT! Lovely to meet you all, I, Anya Rae Trillion have been chosen by President Justice herself, as the Head Gamemaker for the 99th Hunger Games! So, you're interested in sending in your tribute, eh? All the information you need is on my profile and is all approved by Panem's very own President Alloraya Justice! President Justice and I will be working very close together this year to make sure these Hunger games are the best Panem has ever seen. As these games are the last double digit games, no expense will be spared creating the most intricate area yet! The 99th Hunger Games promise to be the most exciting yet. Filled with love, passion, betrayal, and of course death, only one survivor will remain, and be named victor. May the odds be ever in your favor!

Your Head Gamemaker of the 99th Hunger Games,

Anya Rae Trillion

Anya's POV:

I cracked my wrists and rolled my head nervously. This was my moment to either get or loose the opportunity of a lifetime. But as they say in the Capitol: no pressure...

"Miss Trillion, President Justice is ready for you." An overly cheerful Capitolite informed me with a wink.

"Thank you..." I said looking at his shirt for his name, "...Ax-el-ous?" I sounded out, unsure if I had pronounced it correctly.

"It's pronounced "Axe-lous". And you're very welcome Miss Trillion, best of luck with your interview!" Axelous replied. "Toodles!" he said grinning wide, waggling his fingers at me. His bright, electric red beehive hairstyle definitely matched his extravagant and optimistic personality. He could have been quite good looking if not for the horrid the spray on tan he was sporting...

Even though I have grown up in the Capitol all my life, I've never been into anything too over the top. The craziest appearance choice I've made, was when I was sixteen and stupid. My sister had convinced me to dye my hair bright blonde then dye bubblegum pink streaks into my hair. According to her it was "all the rage"...later I figured out it was one of the worst decisions I've ever made in my life...

As you can tell, while I love them to pieces, my family is quite different compared to me. Most people don't believe that I'm my parent's daughter (after all, I'm the only one in the family with my natural hair color still intact). And while I do love the high class parties and wine, I must admit, I've always been much more grounded and toned down than my mother, father, and sister.

Both my parents and sister have known what they wanted to do with their lives since they were children. For my sister it was obvious, she was meant to be a fashion designer from the day my parents gave birth to her. For my mother and father, it was event planning. Parties, any day, any night, just call my parents and they would make it happen.

Unlike my family, no jobs in the Capitol seemed to suit me. I wasn't into fashion or party planning or any other jobs I've been offered around the Caiptol...With no over the top hairdo or personality, I'm quite plain compared to most of the Capitol's members, and it's quite difficult to find a job when you're...well, average.

That's why this interview is so important to me, it's my last chance to get a job that suits me.

Head Gamemaker, Anya Rae Trillion. I think I like the way it sounds, I thought to myself as I opened the door into the President's office.

It was a lot less lavish than I had expected. It was simple chic, a style I loved.

"Take a seat." a robotic sounding voice instructed me, as I snapped out of my thoughts. I looked around for the source of the voice. Nobody was to be found, leading me to conclude that the voice was just an automated sound for any guest who enter the room.

I spotted a blood red chair facing a large wooden desk. By the desk's intricate design and high quality wood, I assumed it most likely was owned by the president.

The chair contrasted greatly with the rest of the office, all the other decor being black and white. With ceiling to floor windows, with a view of the Capitol and beyond, I instantly fell in love with the room. It's simplistic style was extremely rare in the Capitol and I had to admit, President Justice had a good eye for room decor.

"Welcome to my head office." a female voice said. Her voice was like a ice cube, clear and cool.

I looked up, only to meet eyes with the President herself.

President Justice was unlike anything I had expected her to be like. I had seen holograms of her, but meeting her in real life was quite different.

She was short, but had a presence that commanded attention in a room, she had a confidence to her that made her a likable and an appealing leader. It was no wonder she was voted president unanimously...

Her eyes were a dark stormy grey, a contrast from her pale skin and honey blonde hair. Her hair was sleek, and cut into a short bob. Her hair seemed up to date with one of the current fashions in Panem, yet somehow I felt that this was how she always wore her hair, fashionable or not.

She tapped her perfectly manicured fingernails on the dark wood of the desk as picked up a piece of paper and scanned it over. She seemed frustrated and I couldn't understand why.

She pulled what looked like a pair of glasses out from her coat pocket while muttering something along the lines of: "Must get my eye operation done again."

It was quite odd seeing such a calm person so uncollected.

"Anya Rae Trillion, am I correct?"

"Yes..." I replied hesitantly. I thought for a split second, if I didn't have confidence I would never be chosen for this role. "Yes." I said again, more firmly and confidently this time.

"Let's see, you have decent grades..." she said, continuing to read out loud as I sat there quiet as a mouse. "Hmmm, interesting, I see you have done an internship here a few years ago, what can you tell me about that?"

Finally a chance to say something! "Well, when I was 19, I was offered to assist Gamemaker Grebe during the 96th Hunger Games." I explained. The truth was I honestly didn't do anything other than fetch coffee for the Gamemakers or bring food for them when they were hungry (oh, the irony).

"Well, that's something I don't see to often, an applicant with actual experience!" she said, the tips of her lips crooked up, but not enough to call a smile.

I was about to correct her, but I decided against it. I needed this job, and if experience is what I needed to get this job, than experience is what I shall have.

She finished reading my application then stared at me for a moment. I could feel my face burning up and getting red as Axelous's hair.

"I promised the Capitol special games this year..." she said not taking her eyes off of me. "And I think you must might have what we need."

Many months later, inside the President's Office...

"Miss Trillion, how is the arena coming along?" President Justice asked, her eyes piercing through the young Head Gamemaker, "You know I have high expectations, and I will not be disappointed."

"Of course, Madame President. The arena is almost complete and we are just about ready to begin." The young woman replied. Her dark brown hair was swept up into a messy bun and her bright green eyes were full of hope and promise, yet the dark circles around her eyes shone of nothing but sleep deprivation. It was quite obvious that she could no older than 22, which was quite a young age to be a Gamemaker. She looked quite eager to please, but confident the none the less.

The president's face relaxed, but only for a short moment before she regained her sharp glare, "Good. And remember if anything goes wrong, I am holding you and your team personally responsible. I took a large risk letting you take charge of the games, and I promise, the consequences for failing me will not be pretty."

A/N: So, I hope you'll send in your tributes and we can get this story started as soon as possible. I have seen so few SYOTs actually completed, and I promise that as soon as I have all 24 tributes, I WILL commit to completing this. Just so you have an idea of the timeline in comparison to the books. Katniss and Peeta end up placing 10th and 9th, and Cato ended up winning the games, and the Games continue on without any Rebellion or anything along those lines. Please check my profile for any information regarding this SYOT! And remember only submit tributes through PM!

Here is sort of my chapter plan for this SYOT, but all of it is subject to change:

Chapters 1-12- Reapings- 1 chapter per district, all tributes get POVs

Chapter 13- Tribute Parade- HG Panel POV, thoughts on the tributes and odds board

Chapters 14-17 Training- 3 District POVs per chapter

Chapter 18- Training Scores- HG Panel POV- thoughts on tribute and odds board

Chapter 19-22- Interviews- 3 District POVs per chapter

Chapter 23- Pre Game Show- HG Panel final discussion and odds board

Chapter 24- Arena Reveal

Chapters 25-26- Final thoughts/Count down- 6 districts POV's per chapter

Chapter 27- Bloodbath- Capitol POV and Obituaries for each dead tribute

Chapters ?- The GAMES

Chapter 29- Victor Interview

Chapter 30- Victory Tour

Chapter 31- The Capitol

Chapter 32- The Victor returns Home

Chapter 33- Mentoring (This will hopefully lead into the next SYOT I plan on writing)

I plan on this SYOT going on for about anywhere from 6-12 months, so it will be a long term project!