AN: yes, this is a SYOT. I'm also pretty sure this is NOT breaking the rules. I'm taking care to do that, really. The application is on my profile. PM me your submission. I look forward to seeing all your pretty tributes. Now, to start off the plot!
Head Gamemaker Yorick Flen let out a sigh of relief. The arena was finally done. He smiled a bit at the other gamemaker's celebrations, shaking hands and giving congratulations. It had been a difficult job. Last year had been the Fiftieth hunger games, a quarter quell that was bound to be talked about for ages. Not only was the arena absolutely breathtaking, but a boy from twelve had won. Barring the slightly problematic way in which he did it, that games had been practically perfect.
Head Gamemaker Plotkin had retired after that, knowing he would never be able to top that dangerously beautiful arena. So the position had fallen to Yorick. Which put him in a very awkward position. Not only was it his first year, but it was coming off of a very successful games. The capitol was going to want more. They were going to need it to be spectacular.
As such, Yorick and his crew had been working around the clock ever since the last games to deliver something absolutely wonderful. Something that would be able to stand against the impressive shadow of the quarter quell. That was where the gimmick came in.
There always had to be a gimmick. A way to attract viewers, to make them interested. To let them know that this was not like any other games. Otherwise, everything would fall apart.
It was Clara Yew who had thought of it. A quiet girl with wide eyes that seemed to take in everything. When Yorick had first worked with her on the quell, he had thought that she seemed ill suited to the position of gamemaker. But the woman had a keen mind, and one sentence during a brainstorming session had paved the way for this new arena. He owed her something, and Yorick idly thought that perhaps he would give her more opportunity to shine next year if these games turned out well.
It was only a week until the reapings. Soon, all of their hard work would come to fruition. Yorick couldn't wait. This would be a games to remember.