Hello, wonderful people!
I've done two submit a tribute stories before- one I finished, one I did not. Why? Because life happens. And, reading back, quite frankly, it sucked. SO. I'm here to try again, now that my writing skills have improved, I have more time on my hands, I've learned from my mistakes, and I have a new, fabulous idea for the 4th Quarter Quell.
Actually, it's not exactly new. It's pretty much the same idea I had for the other story, but with some major tweaks. I can promise you, these will be the Hunger Games as you've never seen them before. I'm talking dragons, love, betrayal….and….well….MINI SPOILER, the Games have existed for 100 years. This is the final straw. President Snow is reaching the end of his days, and some people (or tributes) are both ready and willing to take advantage of that.
So, you wanna give me a chance? Then let the Games begin, and may the odds be EVER in your favor.
Submission Rules:
1. This story will NOT be first come first serve. I don't take Mary Sues, nice Careers (although I do take Careers who possibly have a change of heart), unrealistic eye colors, etc. Give them little quirks; maybe model them after your enemies or best friends. Please think about the nature of the Games when you design your tribute, and please make them as realistic and natural as you possibly can. If you could have their personalities make sense, that would be appreciated as well. I don't want any ruthless killers who have a soft spot for bunnies and whose hobby is handing out candy to children, if you know what I mean.
2. YOU MUST SUBMIT YOUR TRIBUTE VIA PRIVATE MESSAGE TO BE CONSIDERED. I need all my tributes in one place, or I can't sort through them. I will post all of the tributes' bios in a chapter once all spots are filled in case you wish to sort through them to search for a potential ally or love interest.
3. If you submit a Career tribute, they are volunteers.
4. I ask that if you would like to see your tribute in a romance or alliance, you settle it with the other person and then inform me. Every tribute will be in an alliance by the end of the story, regardless of who they are, but how the Games begin is up to you.
5. I'm only accepting 10 tributes, five of which I would like to be boys, and five of which I would like to be girls. We need some bloodbath people, and I know how much it sucks to see your tribute killed off in the first two seconds of the Games. Besides, if I'm controlling 24 people, I am going to go crazy…
PLEASE NOTE:
If you wish for your tribute to fly solo at the start of the Games, please keep in mind that you may not see too much of them for a while. This is because in order to keep myself sane, and to keep the story going, I have six tributes of my own who will serve as the narrators. I know this may be somewhat annoying, but as I mentioned above, I've learned from my mistakes, and having a short paragraph from every tribute every chapter is one of them. Trust me, you will like your tributes much better if I don't write their thoughts.
And did you know President Snow has a daughter? Yes, she's 17, has tiny baby blue ringlets piled on top of her head, and her name is Marjorie Snow. We will get to know Miss Marjorie very well, because she will be narrating the Reapings, the Tribute Parade, and the Interviews for us, as well as the occasional arena showdown.
Last but not least, there will not be only one victor. In fact, I'm not even sure if there will be a victor. In translation, not every tribute will die. Some will, yes, but not all of them. How will this be determined? Well, I, like any selfish and greedy author, crave reviews. Those of you who don't write will never understand the immense satisfaction of having someone tell you that they like your work, or that they took the time to tell you where you went wrong. Therefore, the few tributes that die will be the ones belonging to the people who submit a tribute and promptly drop off the face of the earth. I'm not saying you have to review every chapter- that's exhausting, but if I get the impression you're not actually reading the story, your tribute will be the one to go. However, even some of the best characters must die in order for the story to progress, so please don't take it personally if I'm forced to kill off your character. I don't like doing it- it makes me feel bad, but sometimes it is necessary. Like Prim's death, for example. Sad, but necessary.
I hope you'll join me! I can't promise I'll finish, but I can promise that I will try my hardest, and that if for some reason I can't, I will let you all know what happens in the end.
And we've finally reached the Tribute Skeleton! Happy Hunger Games, and as I said before, may the odds be EVER in your favor.
Name:
District:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance (I like pictures, but if you don't have one, just write something up):
Personality:
Family/Friends/Background:
Unfortunate "Chosen One" or Volunteer:
If Volunteer, why?
Strengths (at least 2):
Weaknesses (at least 3):
Weapon of Choice:
District Token (optional):
Interview outfit idea (optional):
Interview quote (optional):
These questions will help me to better understand your character. They are all optional, but they really do help a lot.
Would they be interested in an alliance?
Would they be interested in a relationship?
Do they plan on braving the bloodbath at the Cornucopia?
If another tribute hosted a small party before the Games, would they attend?
If there was a rebellion among the tributes, would they join? Why or why not?
Let's assume ghosts are real for a moment. Would your tribute be afraid of them?
Is your tribute good at navigating, or do they easily get lost?
Here's the current Tribute List. Tributes marked with an * are my narrators. Three careers and three non-careers, three girls and three boys. I will post their information along with the others when we have our tribute lineup, and please remember that I am only accepting 10, not including my own. The rest will be bloodbath tributes who will be randomly named and given little attention.
District One:
Male- Sasha Hoycota*
Female- Sparkle Tristan BY Maddy (my sister)
District Two:
Male- Noah James BY Phantasia515
Female- Anastasia Rein
District Three:
Male- Zephyr Bryant
Female- Paisley Braun BY x Simply Annie
District Four:
Male- Jax Lucas*
Female- Ariel Penn*
District Five:
Male- Conan Ledger
Female- Malia Blakely BY calamity11
District Six:
Male- Thomas Mcaw BY Et. SmallFoot
Female- Isabella Vay
District Seven:
Male- Keldon Peak BY shimmergirl109
Female- Tea Whythers BY XOXO-Shine
District Eight:
Male- Ryan Parrish*
Female- Carolyn Grisha
District Nine:
Male- Jonathan Knit
Female- Wysteria Marshon
District Ten:
Male- Wendel Hashby
Female- Shayna Rogers BY Trapped In Narnia
District Eleven:
Male- Tyler Wynters BY prim4ever
Female- Penny Quinn*
District Twelve:
Male- Dante Lupin BY Latina shewolf
Female- Jezza Time*
Don't change the channel yet! This is a Quarter Quell, after all! Meet Marjorie Snow as she watches her dear father announce what horrors shall befall the tributes this year…
My brother Liam sits to my right, my mother on my left. I hold a tray of colorful pastries in my hand. Nibbling on the sweet delicacy slowly, I watch the wall. Any second now, it will flood with color. My father, the worshipped President Snow, will step up to the beautiful golden pedestal and read off the card for the Fourth Quarter Quell, the 1ooth annual Hunger Games. I'm more excited than I've ever been for the Games this year, but I maintain my dignity, sitting with my ankles crossed like a lady and fluffing my baby blue curls with the unoccupied hand.
But I am impatient. Every television set in Panem is tuned in today- it's a required viewing. And I'm ready for it to start. I want it to start. I want it to start NOW.
It read my mind, I know it did. The screen flashes on, revealing the gold pedestal. Behind it, the Capitol seal stands strong and beautiful, as always. My father steps elegantly onto the stage, a small boy behind him. The boy carries a small box made of dark cherry wood. He places the box on my father's pedestal and waits. My father nods his approval, and the boy leaves.
"Greetings, citizens of Panem," my father's voice floods the speakers. "We are gathered here today to announce the Fourth Quarter Quell." I smile with admiration. My father is so professional, so poised. Even when that good for nothing District Twelve girl Katniss Everdeen stood him up, he kept a cool head. He destroyed her, and rightfully so. At the last Quarter Quell, as a matter of fact.
Father opens the cherry box and pulls out an embossed card. "In honor of the Fourth Quarter Quell," he reads, "as a reminder to the citizens of Panem of how helpless they would be without the unwavering strength of the Capitol, there will be no mentors or sponsors in this year's Games." I grin openly. No mentors mean no strategy. No sponsors mean that tributes will have to rely on their own resources for food and weapons. They truly will be helpless. But my father is not done. "In addition," he continues, "to remind the citizens that even their most loved friends and family must come second to the Capitol, each tribute's closest friend will enter a second, un-televised arena for a second Hunger Games."
Un-televised? Well, that's a bummer. But it will make the Games more dramatic, that's for sure. Tributes will be beside themselves in the arena weeping over their friends' deaths, and that'll make them easy targets.
"Happy Hunger Games, and may the odds be EVER in your favor," my father recites. The screen fades to black, and I sit in silence with my family.
The Games are about to begin.