Blood, Iron, and Flames: The 125th Hunger Games
Katniss Everdeen is only a legend in the back of the people of Panems heads. The Hunger Games have returned and are more ruthless then every. Better yet, it's a Quarter Quell. Let the 125th Games begin! Tribute form enclosed.
Hey there all! Let's first introduce myself. I'm Vampilla though my name is frequently shortened into things such as Vampi, Vampie, Vampy, Illa , Pilla, Vampstreudal, and such. You may call me whatever you choose as long as it's appropriate! The tribute form is at the bottom and the tribute list will probably be posted by tomorrow! Stay awesome and enjoy!
Chapter One: Ajax Opal's POV
I'd never in my wildest dreams expected that I, Ajax Opal, would become the assistant game maker to a dorky looking twelve year old girl with a stutter.
"Mr. Opal! Mr. Opal! I have a few arena designs that Miss Kingsburry asked me to have you look over!" Christa, basically the errand girl around here, exclaims in her I'm a super adorable twenty three year old voice. She dashes towards me waving one hand in the air. I let out a long sigh and roll my eyes.
"Thanks, Christa," I mutter and take the "few" designs. Which is more like seven manila folders spewing blueprints out like there's no tomorrow. She nods her blonde head a couple times and then scurries off to make copies, or whatever she does when she's not giving me more work. Luckily, I filed for her to be gotten rid of.
I retreat quietly back into my lair (a.k.a: my office). This is a nightmare.