The district one tributes enter the arena through the gates, the crowd already pumped for the opening ceremonies. Perceval and Venus are decked in the most luxurious of luxury items—gold. The male tribute is standing tall and strong, the gold highlighting his already blonde hair, giving him a bright glow around his calm face. The girl is a different story, she's waving and blowing kisses to the crowd, her eyes wide with gold placed flawlessly around each of them. With sudden confidence Venus grabs Perceval's hand, holding it tight. The boy tenses, but gradually relaxes as the next chariot approaches.
District two takes on a strong appreance, each tribute dressed as a gladiator, complete with swords. Neither tribute smiled, both kept their faces fierce and dangerous looking. The boy had a helmet over his red hair, the tail of it flowing back far after the chariot. The girls armor shown bright silver, making her torso appear longer yet feminine. Urban put his hands on his hips and one foot higher on the chariot, standing infront of his partner. Katana frowned at this and gently used her sword to move him aside. They eyed each other heatedly, before both turned back to the audience. But no one had missed their confrontation.
District threes tributes are dressed as a powerful energy source—lightning. The prep team had outdone themselves this time, with the boy standing behind the girl, acting as the cloud. The girl was the bolt shape but not hidden by the design. They were both lit up drastically, giving district one a run for the shiniest outfit. Circuit waved to the crowd, smiling. Then he elbowed Harlow, urging her to join him. Slowly, she nodded and began to act with her district partner, a grin finding a way to her face.
Next up was district four, their outfits... Interesting. The two tributes were dressed in nothing but silky green seaweed. The male had a pair of short swimming trunks made from seaweed, the rest of his body glistening lightly with delicately placed water. The female had a two piece bathing suit, her hair adorned with blue seashells. The odd thing about this chariot, was the division. Kai held the crowd, while Atia remained standoffish and focused straight ahead, ignoring everything.
The prep team for district five may have had some inspiration from district three, as they dressed their tributes as the sun—a more powerful energy source. This time, the boy was the circular part of the sun, the girl the rays. Tris glared down at her district partner, her smile strained. It was obvious that she was trying to put on a good show, but need help from her partner. Still, she finally perfected her smile and waved to the audience, who gave her credit for trying.
District six arrives with a strange look, they seem to be metal of some sort. Maybe cars or trains? It's hard to tell, the bulky material of the outfits shutting away most of the tributes from being seen. Nate is furious, the lack of a good chariot outfit could really hurt him in the games. He knows this is the first time he'll be exposed to sponsors. Lina's attitude matches that of her district partners , she seems ready to jump off the chariot and just walks.
As for district seven, their dressed as the usual district seven idea—trees. The boy is a small oak tree, his hair full of leafs and twigs. The girl models a regular tree too, but her leafs were pink, maybe trying to give a little spark to the rather played out look for district seven. But Willow was happy with her outfit—she was all about trees after all. She did her best to look tree like and pretty. Levi just stood there trying to look invisible.
Following quickly came district eight, another bust. Both the tributes were dressed up in cotton based outfits, though it just looked like puffy clouds. Again, the fabric overcast end the tributes. The male was making the best of it, whooping and hollering as he rode past the crowd. The people were laughing at his display. The girl on the other hand, folded her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes. Ostro scoffed and through his arm around Jay, pulling her along with his cheering.
District nine is dressed as straw for the boy and grain for the girl. Their designers have missed the target with the outfits. Both tributes seem out of place on their chariots, their outfits lacking character. Kylise stares down the crowd, her face blank. Shaw is jumpy and frightened, seeming uncomfortable under the eyes of so many people.
Next came district ten, dressed in the annual outfit... Cows. The prep team needed more creativity, the idea had been redone for the past five years. This year the boy was a bull, his shoulders a bit bigger than natural. The girl resembled a baby calf, smaller than her actually size. From the crowd it could be seen that Jordan and Scarlette were having an argument. A good spin of the idea, the sponsors will have to decide if they like this years edition.
Next to last was district eleven, hitting the crowd hard with their beautiful outfits. The female was dressed as a large blue flower, her face sparkling with glitter and her arms painted green. The male was a simple but elegant vines, complicated designs covering his bare chest and arms. They stood together their faces calm and collected, smiles playing on their lips. On the inside, Riley was dying to break away from his make up and jump off the chariot, and run for the hills. All the cheering was passing him off. As for Belydia, she would be right there next to his, as soon as she stole the wheels off the chariot.
Lastly came district twelve. Without missing a beat, the tributes were dressed as diamonds, silver and shining. It was a classic but still breathtaking display, a good way to close the opening ceremonies. Rowan was relieved to have a good outfit, meaning he could go farther with his revenge. Cassava barely registered what was going on, to preoccupied with the pain in her hand to care.
Jeene turned and looked at her collection of sponsors, her grin huge. "So... What did you all think?" She had to stop herself from biting her nails at the look on each sponsors face.
