Hey! I know i said in my Bio I would Update Thursday, and i will, but my creative juices were flowing and I just thought screw it. I thought I would give a little bit of filler until I got more tributes. Keep eating noodles!
-Ihaveacupofnoodles
Chapter One: Pure Insanity
Mallorive Axelovie, Assistant Game-Maker, Capitol
"Welcome, Ms. Sattelitfriv, to our Game-Making room." I say. She looks around the white room, with electronics everywhere. In the very middle of the room, a round platform with a hologram arena. Amelia smiles. Well, I've never seen a smile like it, she's grinning ear to ear, but there's something… almost psychotic. She giggles, and the sound sends shivers down my spine. "So…. when do we have to begin work?" "Oh, Not until about after the reaping, I'd say." she looks off thoughtfully, and soon snaps back at me. "Gather the team. Let's get to work." "But I-" "Did you not hear me? Get. The. Team." her Green eyes pierce mine. I'm more afraid of this new girl than the President. And that's saying something. I go into the break room, where Athena and Veridie are debating over which Clothing Store is the best. "I'm telling you! It's totally Greyson! Have you SEEN their summer collection? Oh! There she is! Mallorive! You like Greyson, right? I got you that birthday dress from there! Y'know, the one with the blue swirls?" "Ugh, I hate that one, it looks like it's dusty no matter what you do!" "You know, Veridie, I actually LIKE that one!" I snark. "Oh, I'm sorry I have better taste than you! Anyway, I thought you were showing crazy lady around." She says, sipping coffee. I roll my eyes. "She has something weird about her." Athena mumbles. "It's the eyes." Nods Veridie. "Well, speaking of Crazy Lady, she wants all of us to report to the Game-making room stat." They both groan in unison. "You've gotta be kidding me! Is that even allowed?" "Yup." "I miss Alcatraz, he was hilarious." Athena whines. "He got hanged for killing a peace-keeper when he was drunk." "That funeral was so sad!" says Veridie "But those complimentary cookies were amazing!" "This is not about cookies!" I snap. "Go get the others." they grumble and disappear down the hallway, heels clicking against the floor.
Half an hour later
"Wow. That was a looooong time to wait. What took you so long, Mallorive?" asks Amelia. "W-we had to c-contact a few people who were out because we thought we wouldn't be working t-today." "w-w-w-well I d-d-d-d-don't CARE!" she bursts out laughing. Everyone else exchanges nervous glances. "Alright everyone! Let's get started. Our boards light up with a profile for the arena. "32 pages." I mutter under my breath. "You've gotta be kidding me." "Well, everyone," she says, a terrorizing look in her eyes. "Who remembers going to school?"
