I am soooo sorry that I totally neglected this story. I wasn't feeling very inspired at ALL but you can all thank my lovely friend Meghan for encouraging me to finish this chapter. :)

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Just Out of Reach

The Tribute Parade

Coralie Jaescope

I sat down in a comfortable chair in front of a large, dark wood desk. The red light of the camera went on and I smiled at the proper camera.

"Welcome, citizens of Panem, to the Parade of Tributes. This will be our first glimpse of how the tributes react to being in the Hunger Games and how they might behave in the arena. Now, without further ado, the Capitol tributes; Skylark Frost and Zarkos Nightrod!"

The Capitol tributes were dressed like royalty. Skylark wore a royal purple dress with a low cut bodice. On her head was a golden crown with purple gems set into it. All of the males, and many of the females, in the crowd were going insane shouting her name and throwing flowers to her. She and Zarkos were holding hands and waving royally.

Zarkos was wearing a royal purple, velvet doublet with purple, velvet leggings. On his head was a crown with purple jewels. He looked faintly snooty, like he thought he was better than the other people from the Capitol.

"Next are the District 1 tributes; Whittier Lively and Luke Stone!"

The District 1 chariot came into view. Whittier was wearing a short, provocative silver dress. Her arms and legs were spray-painted a soft silver colour. She was blowing kisses to the crowd, exciting them. The crowd was going crazy, catching the kisses she blew and screaming her name.

Luke was wearing only tight, gold pants. His arms and torso were spray-painted gold. He was waving at the crowd but he didn't seem very into it.

"The District 2 tributes; Blossom Vessera and Urban Franco."

The District 2 tributes rolled out. Blossom wore a blood red toga with plates of dark overlapping metal for plates. Her torso was encased in perfectly fitted, dark metal. She gripped onto the rail of her chariot with one hand and waved to the crowd with the other.

Urban wore what looked to be the exact replica of a roman legionnaire's armor. Dark metal and chain links covered his muscular body. Red fabric underneath the metal peeked out slightly and complimented his red hair.

"The District 3 Chariot with Jemima Foster and Rys Harris."

The District 3 tributes came out in their chariot. Jemima and Rys wore matching outfits. Both sported jumpsuits that appeared to be made of electronic wires and other mechanical things. Some of the wires were covered with plates of red metal but some of the wires were exposed. On both of their heads were helmets that encased their heads entirely save for their eyes, and a strip for their mouths and noses.

Jemima was waving stiffly at the crowd but didn't seem too pleased about it. Rys wasn't keeping up any facades he didn't even acknowledge the crowd, he just stared ahead and seemed to not even blink.

"Next comes District 4; Umeko Satori and Tucker Rohansen."

Sadly this year the two District 4 stylists must not have been trying to coordinate. Umeko wore a white dress with sea blue ribbons trailing off of it imitating water. She held a wicked looking trident in her hand and practically oozed stiffness. She looked coolly ahead and didn't offer any reaction to the crowd screaming her name.

Tucker wore a Greek style tunic in sea blue and held a trident. The trident was really the only thing that tied the two District 4 tributes together. You could tell that they didn't really get along too well. Tucker stood in the chariot and smirked at the crowd.

"Here comes District 5's Jean Delancy and Thaddeus Hartwidge."

Jean and Thaddeus looked like streaks of white-blue light. They looked almost exactly like lightning. Even though it was hard to tell exactly what they were wearing, it seemed to be jumpsuits of white blue and capes that trailed behind them of the same colour.

Jean and Thaddeus were both smiling at the crowd. Jean was waving and Thaddeus was flexing his muscles. Women in the crowd were practically throwing themselves down onto the track to get to him.

"Now welcome, Sparrow Starr and Brantley Allen."

Sparrow wore tight white pants with navy blue pinstripes and a tight, white blouse. Perched on her head was a white hat with navy blue pinstripes. She looked like a train conductor from before the Disaster. She smiled and waved at the crowd but her other hand remained firmly clenched on the rail of her chariot.

Brantley was dressed in a shiny black suit and a red tie. On his head was a shiny black hat. He looked like my chauffeur. He waved the crowd and winked at some of the girls. He was smiling kindly.

"The District 7 tributes; Santana Wolf and Ian Detmer."

Santana sported brown leggings and a short, tight, leafy-textured green dress. On her head was a head dress woven out of leaves and branches. She smiled and waved but looked slightly self-conscious of her actions.

Ian wore tight, brown pants and a green, leafy-textured tunic top. On his head was a crown of woven branches and leaves. He was staring grimly ahead and gripping the bar of the chariot very tightly.

"The District 8 chariot with; Marianthe Calter and Rowan Rayon."

Marianthe wore a dress of diagonally striped, colourful, mixed fabrics. Her head was topped with a quilted head dress made of different fabrics. She appeared to be struggling with even just keeping her head up.

Rowan was dressed in a suit made of vertically striped, colourful, mixed fabrics. On his head was a head dress made of different fabrics all quilted. He waved at the crowd but didn't seem to have any happiness in his face.

"District 9, your tributes; Arya Blackthorne and Jay Browning."

Arya wore a golden dress that reached her feet and held a sheath of wheat in her arms. She was blinking and looking around, slightly confused. But she stayed impervious to the crowd.

Jay was dressed in a golden suit and held a bushel of hay in his hand, his fingers knotted into the long stems of the grass. He sat down in the chariot and dangled his feet out the back.

"The District 10 tributes; Evolene Ata and Henry Heatwave."

Evolene was the mute girl who shocked everyone. She wore a cowgirl outfit, complete with chaps and leather fringes, and was grinning and waving at the crowd. She had let go of the railings with both hands and was waving whole-heartedly.

Henry was wearing leather pants and a denim jacket. He was waving at the crowd boredly, almost like he would rather be somewhere else.

"District 11's tributes; Storm Ocean Star and Riven Breen."

Storm was dressed in a light green dress the bubbled around her body and made her look like a tree. She had little red circles on her dress to represent apples. She was smiling and waving at the crowd, her entire ballooned dress moving with her actions. One boy in the crowd threw a flower for her.

Riven was wearing denim overalls, a woven basket was in his arms, filled with apples. He was waving and smiling at the crowd as his chariot was pulled over the ground.

"District 12; Gwendolyn Porter and Mercutio Havoc."

Gwendolyn was wearing a short, jet black dress that shimmered slightly. She had coal dust smeared across her cheeks and fingers of flame licking up her arms and legs. Trailing behind her was a dark grey cape that looked like smoke. She was smiling and waving at the crowd. She even blew a few kisses.

Mercutio wore a jet black jumpsuit with fingers of fire covering his arms. He also had coal dust smeared on his face. His cape was whipping behind him as the horses trotted along the Avenue of the Tributes. Suddenly, Mercutio jumped off the back of the chariot and began running alongside the horses. He moved faster and faster until he was soon pulling up even with the District 10 horses. Everyone in the stands was pointing at him and cheering him on. His District partner was laughing at him and cheering.

"Finally, the District 13 tributes; Amanda Faith and Marcel Trace."

The District 13 tributes wore complete suits made of a shiny, silver material. They wore giant plastic helmets and every inch of them was covered. Their hands were encased in gloves and on their feet were horrible slipper-like things.

Amanda was staring straight ahead, not glancing over to the sides even in the slightest. On the other hand, her District partner was waving at the crowd and attempting to get some attention onto himself. Which was difficult because Mercutio was still racing the chariot horses.

"And that's all folks. Now turn your attention to President Pritchard for a few words to our tributes." I announced finally. It was over now. Thankfully.

"Tributes, citizens of Panem, this will be an astounding year for the Hunger Games. The Capitol has sent in children for the first time, along with District 13. And the Games are assured to be the best ever." President Pritchard said, smiling at the tributes below her in the chariots. "I'm sure you will be wanting to get back to your apartments now so I will just say this, Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor."

C'est finit! Thank goodness. This is a really tedious chapter to write, just like the interviews... :(

Anyways! I'm back, did you miss me? I missed all of you! So the winners of the review contest are...

Funniest review; Fuzzycat901, my fellow Canadian, you guys should read her SYOT's I had/have tributes in two of them and they are amazing! She got to make a Capitol character for the story who will appear occasionally.

Best review; Chaos In Her Wake, always the best reviews for both of my stories so far, they are helpful, encouraging and funny :) you should also read her stories, amazing stuff right there. She will be my Assistant Gamemaker for a chapter of her choosing.

100TH REVIEWER! Freedom Is Paradise, he hasn't actually finished any of his SYOT's but you should go and review them and tell him to do more chapters. He chose a one-shot with Luke Stone from District 1, it will be up shortly. :)

Well that's it guys, remember to review what you thought about the parade, your tributes, costumes or anything really...

I love you all!

-xoxo, Xylia