AN: Finaley, the reel acshun starts! I kno u haf all ben waitin fer quiet sum time nao. Its been supr hard tryin to writ dis hi qualitie storay an manetaning my 4.0 avrage at da same tim. Hoever, da writing shuld be cumming fastah nao. I even desined a covah photo fer dis storay. Marina is in da middle, den I jus added Shrek and Niki Minaj, becuz theyre ma heros. Wel, withoot furder ado, heres the storay! Thx to ma beta reeder for editin da storay.
We all knew that this day would come. The day where we would throw ourselves into a competition, and our lives would be completely turned around. I thought that I was ready. Last night Rue and I were hyping ourselves up, rapping along with a CD Slutisha had lent us. We ordered in a bunch of bourbon whiskey, and started to chug rapidly. Now, I had a massive headache and was wretching into the toilet. After I had finished, I hopped in the shower and started to clean myself. As soon as I got out, I put on the hunger games outfit. It was a really tight spandex suit, that made my ass look hella thick. I got in front of the mirror, and snapped a selfie. As soon as I uploaded it to Instagram, it got 258,865,298,643,345,000 likes. Geez, I must be losing followers. Usually I get much more.
The suit was really tight, so I unzipped the front of the suit, allowing my fleshy bolling balls to breathe. I looked really sexy. I had a nude lip, along with a dark eye on. The suit was zipped down low enough so that you could see my chesticle crack. I knew that all of the boys would have their eyes on my thick and juicy body. I headed downstairs, and began to eat.
I bit into a steak. It was super tender and good. But it wasn't as tender or good as my own body. It's gentle curve could never compare to the arch of my bosom. Can't I ever find a food that's ever as good as I am?! I clutched my head in my hands and started to bang my head on the table. "N-No… I musn't fall into despair!" I wailed, crying into my breakfast. The straight guys and lesbians started to watch, nudging eachother and whispering "Hey, the hot chick's having a mental breakdown again."
They watched me anxiously until I finally gave them what I wanted. "Noooooo!" I screamed jumping out of my chair and rolling around on the carpet kicking my legs. "Nooooo!" I continued while rolling up to a nearby wall and licking it. "Fuck, that's hot." One guy whispered while biting his knuckle. I got up off the floor, dusting myself off and sighing. "I needed that" I laughed quietly. I noticed the lesbos and straight guys were still staring. I clutched my left chest sack, and shook it. "Womp womp" I whispered, before crawling away.
Finally, it was almost time for us to go. Flynn, MJ, Lady Gaga, and I all stood together, huddled in a circle. "Children, it is time for you to leave." MJ cried sadly. "It was so good to be a Daddy figure to you all. The type of Daddy I wish I had. You two were like the lovers I never had." We ignored his awkward wording, and patted him on the shoulder. "Flynn, this may be the last time we speak." Lady Gaga said, looking at the slice of hunk pie sadly. "I hope you survive, may the odds be ever in your favor. See you later gator." Lady Gaga turned to me. "Marina, I think it's quite obvious at this point that you'll survive, and I'll be forced to see you again." "Aw, love you too mother monster!" I cried, hugging her tightly.
The four of us all hugged like a real family. It was such a touching moment for us all. Then a black guy came and kicked the door down. "GET THE FUCK OUT!" He screamed, pulling Flynn and I into a dark room. I saw all of the other tributes sitting down. Inside of the room, we got shots injecting tracking devices so they could track our every move. Glimmer was first. "Ah… Fuck" She moaned as the needle moved through her, ejaculating fluid into her wrist. Marvel was next. He tried not to cry as the needle penetrated him. When it was my turn, I burst out laughing as the needle injected me. Everyone stared in shock. I blushed, embarrassed of my masochistic tendencies. I slipped on a pair of headphones and started listening to my Evanescence playlist.
When it was Katnisses turn she started screaming "NO, PLEASE NO, I HAVE NEEDLESAREFUCKINGGROSSOPHOBIA!" The person laughed, before jamming the needle into her arm. "AUUUGHHHHHH!" She screamed as blood came out of the wound and sprayed in her face. "AUGH, MY EYES!" She screamed before breaking into a seizure. Peeta rolled his eyes, clearly embarrassed by the dumb fuck. Man, I bet Peeta looks at that trainwreck every morning and thinks, 'Man, I wish I was with Marina right now.'
"AW FUCK MOTHAFUCKA THAT SHIT IS PAINFUL!" Rue screamed as she was injected with the tracking device. Hm, interesting. I didn't know that the blacks felt pain. Well, this new information put all of the years of racial oppression into an entirely different perspective. Finally they finished entering our bodies with needles, and instructed us to go into these weird circular tube things. I went and stood in mines. It was so dark and lonely. I started singing softly to myself. Somewhere far off I heard a tribute say, "Man whoever's singing that song's ass must be hella thick." Well, he sure did hit the nail on the head.
Finally the weird tube thing brought me up to the arena. I looked at the bright grassy field. In the center was a cornucopia. What the fuck? I thought this was the hunger games, not a fucking thanksgiving family dinner! "I'm supposed to be in the hunger games!" I screamed, jumping up and down frantically. Then I heard the countdown began, and I realized I was at the right place. Oh, the arena designer must've been a fucking pilgrim or something. There was a bunch of food in the cornucopia, along with helpful tools and weapons.
I looked at Flynn. He looked so hot in his tribute outfit. Good thing it was skin tight, I could finally confirm how big he was down there. I squatted down and looked. "HOLY FUCK THAT THINGS NINE INCHES!" I shouted frantically. Everyone solemnly nodded, acknowledging the silent but deadly dong. 'Remind me to grab some magnum condoms from the cornucopia' I thought to myself. "Ten… Nine… Eight…" The announcer droned on boredly. I saw Rue hungrily eyeing a large watermelon inside of the cornucopia.
"Five… Four… Three… Two… One!" Finally! I started run towards the cornucopia frantically. I needed to win this. I needed to win this for Potato! As I ran, I created a rainbow trail, shining with sparkles and shimmer. I finally reached the cornucopia. I wasn't sweating at all though. In fact, I don't recall ever sweating before in my life. I grabbed a water bottle and a few rations. I made sure to take a bow and arrow too. I didn't take too much though, I wanted to give the others a chance. Marvel, Glimmer, Cato, and Clove were already there as well. They weren't grabbing anything, just fist pumping and jumping up and down.
Rue was there. She quickly grabbed a bag, filling it with watermelons, fried chickens, cornbread rations, and an AK-47. "We're gonna be eating good tonight snowbunny!" Rue called back to me over her shoulder. "Only the best for chocolate and vanilla!" I replied. She grinned, before running into the woods. Flynn was there too. He grabbed a super large sword, and then left. Wow, what a man. Now I needed a place to put my belongings. I saw a backpack, and lunged for it.
However, someone elses hands were on it too! I looked to see a district 9 girl glaring at me, while trying to take the bag from me. She looked at my hands, and her eyes widened. "OMG I love your manicure!" She smiled, looking at my rose gold fingernails, even though they were naturally that way. "Aw, thanks sweetie!" I smiled. Then I used my nails to slice open her throat. She coughed up blood, before her eyes rolled back and she fell on the floor. I looked around and saw a boy carrying away an avocado. I was really in the mood for some guacamole, so I shot him in the head with my bow. I picked up the avacodo, and was about to run before I heard a loud shriek of "KAWAI DESU NE?!" My blood ran cold.
AN: OOOH A CLIFHANGAH. Anywah, ah cunt beleef I finishd dis chapta so eerly. Ma gr8 riting skills r cwickly improving. Remembah 2 r&r an all dat shet. I got a 0 on ma ritin asignment. WAT DEH FUQ?! I DA BEST RITER AH EVER MET!11 Also, to da PM'er who sed ma storay waz homophonic IT IS NUTT! I am a librul an I haf gays and lesbos in ma storay! Cumment on da storay an try an gess wat Marina herd. :P
