Rania La Tristan, 23, Mutt-Design Gamemaker

I like the Capitol mainly because of its food.

The fact is that a lot of the districts don't have food a lot, but food is almost unlimited here, and there are so many different kinds! You can never get bored with Capitol food on your plate, and that's a good thing, because a bunch of my companions are extremely tedious. They only want to talk about clothes and parties! Parties I can deal with, but why clothes? They're not really that interesting.

"So, Rania," drawls Embeth Quirina, a veteran Gamemaker, "Has Swanilda told you the arena yet? She's retiring this year, you know. She says it'll be great, but I think it's a bit too old and dusty. I hope it won't be too hard for you to design the mutts."

"I specialise in old and dusty, Embeth," I reply, "and just because you've been here longer doesn't mean you'll be Head Gamemaker next year. Everyone has a chance."

Everyone nods, and Embeth looks mildly ticked off. She's always been either condescending or passive-aggressive with me, and Uma, an intern who I'm quite fond of, told me it was probably because I was one of the only ones who could rival her skills. Uma's a year younger than I am, and she's quite nice, and pretty intelligent as well.

"Good morning, all, " says Swanilda, siting down on a chair, "Sorry I'm late, I had to supervise the arena plans. You know this is my last year, and I want to go out with a bang. Now, what's for brunch?"

We eat our food, which is delicious, and chat with each other. The table's pretty big, us Main Gamemakers are all here. I'm the Director Of Muttations, Embeth's the Director of Tribute Affairs, et cetera. Swanilda is sort of in charge of everything, which is pretty cool. She could probably be the President, she's an awesome leader.

"I suppose there are some questions you'd like to be answered," Swanilda addresses with her mellifluous yet business-like tone, "First, President Aquilo has allowed me to choose my successor, which is extremely helpful of him. He's a good man, you know."

"Of course we know," pipes up Kristiia from the other side of the table, "He's the reason life is so great, heck, he's the reason we're here today!"

"True," adds Ethania, her twin sister, "If I met him personally, the first thing I'd do would be thanking him."

"Indeed," says Swanilda, a faint smile on her face, "So for the next few weeks, I will be looking over you VERY CAREFULLY to see who will be a worthy successor. I will announce my predecessor at a special presentation at the victor's crowning. Do your best work, trust me, it will be rewarding."

We chatter amongst ourselves excitedly like little children, knowing that the next Head Gamemaker is sitting at this table. Ethania or Kristiia would be a good pick, or even I might to an okay job. I just hope it's not Embeth. I find her a bit obnoxious.

"Now," declared Swanilda, "the moment you've all been waiting for, the arena reveal. Some of you might know about it already, in which case I am sorely disappointed. These things are just better as surprises. Since we are in a public place, I will write down the arena and a description, then you can all pass it around."

She scribbles some notes on a napkin, and it goes around the circle. I watch the readers' faces intently, looking for any clues. The reactions range from disgust to surprise to just plain cluelessness. Finally, the napkin is passed to me. My smile grows wider as I read, and I only just stopped myself from cheering at the top of my voice once I had finished. The arena was made for me.

That Head Gamemaker position might as well be mine.

Hello everyone, and welcome to my second SYOT! For those who don't know me, my name is Winter, and I've already written one SYOT, but you don't have to read it in order to enjoy this. Rules are below, and the form should be up on my profile soon. Sorry for the short prologue, I didn't quite know what else to put. I will not officially start the Reapings until Moon Skies is completed, as that would be insanely complicated, well, for me anyway. Here are the rules, and please submit!:

1: This isn't first come, first serve. I will take the best tribute for each slot, though I will try to make it so that as many authors as possible get a slot.

2: No review submissions. I only accepted one last time because I was a really desperate noob (Robin Wood doesn't count, she was also PMed to me). PM ONLY or your submission is null and void

3: Please don't submit clichés/Mary Sues/Gary Stus, etc. It's a waste of time.

4: DON'T RAGE if your tribute doesn't get in. Please.

5: Well, for this one, I need an example. Okay, a user named ThomasHungerGamesFan submitted tributes to me last time, and wasn't really satisfied with how one of them was written. He PMed me courteously, and we were able to work things out. Basically what I'm saying is you CAN PM me if your tribute isn't what you imagined, but be polite like Thomas, please.

6: Form should be on my profile soon. Have fun!