Disclaimer: I do not own Jo Bel's story, nor do I want to. I also do not own The Hunger Games. I only own my comments.
Joy to the world, The Jo Bel's dead! We barbecued jer head? What happened to the body, we flushed it down the potty! And around and around it goes! Around and and around it goes! Arou-ou-ou-ou-ound and round it goes!!
Oh, hi. How long have you been there...hehehe...Well, incase you didn't notice, JO Bel has been delted, for now. But, I couldn't leave you wonderful readers hanging, so here's how it should've ended (what the real ending is, we shall never know)
Note: All of Jo Bel's lines are meant to be misspelled. Because that's how I see her talking.
Jo Bel and Darryl were running towards the cornicopia. Because of their Mary-Sue powers, they knew the would win. Suddenly, one girl who seemed oblvivious to their Sueishness passed them, grabbing the bag full of supplies they wanted.
"Omg y did u do dat?" Asked Jo Bel, pulling Darryl to a halt and somehow pulling out her Pitchfork-from-nowhere at the same time.
"Because I, know what you are."
"Wat?"
"You're a Mary-Sue and Gary-Stu. Your actions will condemn us all!"
"Y dos evry1 cal mi Mary-Sue! Im Job El!"
"Nd Im Daaryyl!"
"Yes, but your species is Mary-Sue. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a games to win." With that, the girl stabbed Jo Bel and Darryl with a knife from the bag, thus begginging the bloodbath, and giving everyone a somewhat fair shot at winning.
End.
WooHoo! Now we shall all party! XD Review one last time, for me?
~WolfyBD