Chariots
Sierra Ulrich-Game-maker
Sierra smiled as she looked around to her fellow Game-makers who stood stiffly in the room. Her eyes lingered on a few foes especially Violetta as she sneered at the screen. It was almost like she was up to something. Her usual pale-skin shimmered in the lights of the buildings as the parade was set to go on. Violetta's midnight hair was usually put down in a crystal headband with simple jewelry on her (diamond earrings and a ruby necklace), but today she sported something different. Violetta's midnight hair had blue fringes and was put up in a braided crown with half of her hair in waves. Her flawless skin shimmered with oils, her nails coated in a shade of crimson nail polish, that looked like her nails were bleeding. It made Sierra want to shiver at the sight of her. Violetta's usual attire was dropped into a peach-coloured ball gown. She was definitely up to something. Violetta never wore something so light.
"Welcome friends," said Violetta with a hint of a smile on her crimson lips. "Welcome to the moment we've been waiting for. The lovely parade for the tributes. A chance to see the tributes for the first time." Her tone was monotonous, and seemed like she didn't want to say it in which Sierra didn't mind. The speech was old, and here she thought that Violetta would come up with something actually worth listening to. Guess not…
Sierra heard the usual words come out of Violetta's mouth and watched as the screen blared on. The president smiled as warmly as she could, almost like she was embracing the whole Panem and tell them everything would be okay. She screamed, "Welcome, citizens to the Parade, to see what the stylists came up for, for this year's Hunger Games! This year is different as we have thirty-five tributes, all courageous young men and woman, and the Capitol is allowing two courageous tributes to win this year instead of one!"
Sierra smiled at the short, crisp speech as it was articulated well and it made it so attention-grabbing. Two victors is certainly a change instead of having one. It was probably for the sake for the Quarter Quell that made this announcement, thought Sierra. She was looking forward to how the tributes would fare in the arena and how interesting they looked like today. Who knows, maybe one of them could catch her eye and make the tribute go far in the arena? But that required both the President and the Game-makers to veto it.
"District 1 has Plantanium Glitzered. Age is sixteen, and doesn't look like he entered puberty yet or well maybe the Stylists removed his stubble. Bridget Neverland is the female for this year, and says here… She's ah… eighteen and looks like she has a chance," explained a male voice in which Sierra wanted to kill him for interrupting that, but it was probably that newbie that questioned everything.
This year, the usual black horses were placed with dark brown horses that each sported a white stripe down it's face. The horses were trotting down the aisle while it pulled a single black chariot. Plantanium's wild black hair had been slicked back, giving off some sort of royalty look to it. His velvet jet black suit with rough cut diamonds on it. He smiled. Cruelly. It gave Sierra shivers to even look at him. His dark eyes seem to be dangerous, but yet enhancing. She wasn't sure what the stylists was trying to prove with him. Bridget was certainly was interesting. Her black, curly hair was pinned up loosely in a braided crown look with a silver tiara on top of it. Her dark skin matched the dark blue princess-y dress with the sleeves short, and the dress reaching to her ankles. She wore dark blue elbow-length gloves that hid her arms. She wore matching heels and made her seem taller than her 5'6. It was almost like a princess theme with the diamond suit of Plantanium's and the regaling princess dress of Bridget. Sierra seen a few like that during her lifetime, in which it somewhat wowed her every time.
"DIstrict Two has Alkali Mori, age 18. Ivy Butler age 18 and Lime Malachite age 13."
"Why is there a thirteen year old from two?" inquired Crystal, a fellow game-maker. Crystal's onyx eyes glanced at the others with her bubblegum pink hair waving behind her. Sierra heard a long sigh coming from her when no one responded to her question. Honestly, does these idiots actually watch the recaps of the reapings? Sierra thought it was funny of how no one payed attention. She didn't know the reason besides that the thirteen-year-old volunteered.
"He volunteered," replied Sierra sternly. Her eyes watching the screen as the timpani players played on with a slow kind of beat. The white horses trotted against the marble ground with the black chariot pulling behind the horses. The two females-Alkali Mori and Ivy Butler was in the first chariot, both sporting a different outfit, but had the same theme with it. Armory. Ivy Butler had her mousey hair hidden from view underneath her silver, metal helmet. Sierra assumed it was merely in a tight bun to keep it away from her face. Ivy's entire body was filled with silver metal armor that clanked everytime her arms hit her armor. Alkali's however sported a different look that almost looked like Ivy's was, but more peacekeeper fitting. She had her hair twisted into a tight bun. She wore no makeup besides the nude shade of lipstick to bring out her bubble-gum pink lips. Unlike Ivy's outfit, her outfit was paper white with a gun attached to her side in which it was obvious her outfit was fake and possibly made of foam because her outfit didn't clank everytime she knocked into something whereas a normal peacekeeper outfit would.
A single white horse trotted against the tempini sound that carried Lime Malachite in a black chariot with crimson flowers woven into the chariot. Lime sported something really similar to Ivy and Alkali's outfits. His outfit was a tight silver bodysuit with a fake sword that he was waving around with a huge grin on his face. It was almost that he was just a wannabe knight or a really silver peacekeeper as it was just a mix. Sierra didn't know what it had to two, but okay. It really seemed that the stylists plainly lost interest to DIstrict 2. Maybe it was time to retire them, perhaps?
Sierra drew her gaze away from the screen, and headed towards to the refreshment stand. Her tall blue high-heels clicking against the dark mahogany floor. She would have a few minutes to maybe get some chocolate and salt popcorn and maybe a fruit punch to keep her shaking hands composed enough. Sierra just didn't want to have an anxiety attack during the parade as she would most likely be mortified the rest of her life. Even though, possibly like half of the game-makers suffered from disabilities in which sometimes, Sierra thought Violetta had a split personality or she was just a bitchy person from the day she was born.
Sierra took a sip from her fruit punch in which her tastebuds exploded. She could taste the lemon with a bit of lime added to it, and maybe pineapple in the mix. Whatever the bartender put in it, it was quite delicious in which it didn't take her that long to drink all of it. Tempted to get another one, Sierra stared at the screen just in time to see the DIstrict Three chariot in which had two chariots just like the previous one had. The black horses pounded across the floor, bring a white checkered chariot into the mix. Agnes had her whole body painted in eggshell white paint in which her hair was dyed in white with a bit of blue around her face. Her eyeshadow was a dark blue with a touch of mascara. She looked like a real life robot which almost frightened Sierra, but she reminded herself that it was only a costume and it wasn't going to come and chase her afterwards. Telle had on the exact same outfit but was in a silver tight bodysuit in which she looked mildly uncomfortable with and little blue, red dots flashing on her torso making her seem almost alien like.
the chariot came out with Elijah on board with a keyboard like suit. His suit was black and white, and had keyboard pieces stuck on him messy in which Sierra refrained herself from rolling her eyes. It seemed that DIstrict three mostly followed the inhuman robots because they were probably adorable. It wasn't especially if Agnes's outfit wasn't that creepy and would kill her the next day.
Before the district four chariot came on, a scream was heard. Sierra was unable to place of who it came from. She looked behind her with frantic eyes hoping to find the person that screamed,but all the eyes were widen and staring at the screen. In which, Sierra turned her attention back to the screen. The chariots were frozen in place the mallets frozen in mid-beat with the audience staring at the happening.
The unthinkable happened.
President Roxanne Nellcamon was dead or maybe she was just in a coma state. Her lips already turning blue, her emerald eyes widening in shock. She seemed motionless, and frozen in whatever state she was.
"Ladies and Gentlemen of Panem. Please pardon the interruption of the Parade as we are sadly to inform you that President Nellcamon is dead from drinking a bottle of a martini. Until we figure out who placed the poison inside the president's cup, the oldest daughter of the late president, Violetta Nellcamon will be placed as the president. We will be holding back the Hunger Games for a few days where the tributes will pay their condolences to the president and have a chance to mourn for their former leader. We'll continue with the parade shortly." said one of the guards that stood by the motionless pale body of the president. Her auburn hair scrawled across her pale face as her emerald eyes stared ahead, lifeless.
Sierra looked at her fellow game-makers with the same expression: shock and disbelief. Never had this happened in Panem's history where the president died during the tribute parade. Hurried whispers were heard almost saying one thing, "Whom would kill the former President?" In which, no one knew the answer too not even Sierra, herself.
"I guess that this is a goodbye than," said Violetta who didn't look devastated one bit with happiness on her face. Almost everyone who associated with Violetta knew that she wanted the president's position, and this would possibly be her very belated birthday present. "Whoever who is here the longest is the head game-maker." She didn't bother looking back, and slammed the door shut on her way out. Everyone stood in silence for a minute than heard the beat of the timpani from the screen, signalling that the parade would restart again.
The District Four chariot came towards view with the brown horses with light blue designs on both the chariots and the horses. Sirene Hook wore a gradient blue dress that seemed to sparkle every time the light hit the dress. Her dark hair had white stripes in it, possibly signalling the colour of the water in the district or a wave no doubt. Cleo Rivera sported a flowing dress that had both dark blue and a dark green tone with a few crabs in her dark hair.
The next chariot of DIstrict Four came with white horses with a few spots on them. Diego stood in the chariot with almost a frown on his face as he was dressed as a fisherman with just khaki pants, woven sandals and a fishing rod in his hand. He seemed a bit pathetic in the outfit and possibly that he was supposed to be a fisherman in the ocean. It was quite hilarious though.
The light brown horses trotted to the beat of the timpani with Brandon Alderwood and Twyla Zahavyin in it, both wearing different outfits with no particular theme going on. Brandon had a yellow ensemble going on in which the yellow was quite blinding even through the screen. Twyla had a dark dress with patches of glowing yellow fabric almost making it look like she was a city during the night.
Dark Brown horses followed through with Clio, and Zircon on the first of the chariots. Zircon sported a suit with neutrons swirling around on it which doesn't exactly go with district six, but Sierra assumed it was possibly because District 6 was one of the smartest, but dangerous districts. Maybe it had to do with physics as it's like building a train or something like that. Sierra didn't know anything about trains nor physics so she wouldn't know. Clio's frown was noticeable in the camera in which she seemed to be jealous at her district partner as she wore a white dress with a skirt flaring to her knees. The hem of the dress seem to have tire rubber on it and the sleeves seem to have feathers that were barely noticeable as she didn't move her arms that much.
A light brown horse came trotting down the aisle with Tera waving and smiling despite her odd outfit. She was covered in light brown paint with a white stripe in her hair. She was probably to represent running or something like that.
District Seven soon came with two dark brown horses with white ankles trodden against the timpani sound. Juniper was dressed in a light pink flower dress with her wearing dark green leave tights and matching flats. Vivian was in a a very baggy leafy jumpsuit that had different colours of leaves plastered on it.
Rosa and Blue was carried in the next black chariot with the same horses pulling the previous chariot. Rosa wore a green tight bodysuit with rows of autumn leaves and summer green leaves on it with Blue in the same outfit as her.
The 2 large thoroughbred horses trotted down with the tiny but chubby Lacey Weaver wearing a puffy layered patchwork dress with Damask Rockwell in the same outfit but wearing a suit instead.
An Arabian horse trotted down once the first of the district 8 followed the last of the district seven reached the middle of the aisle. Yarnn Ashen wore wore a factory girl outfit which seemed a bit silly. Her grey sleeves were rolled up and had lots of oil spills on her arms. She wore a matching grey skirt that reach her ankles with black combat boots.
White horses pulled a dark brown chariot with Autumn Fields in a dungaree with a gold tee underneath. A straw hat decorated elaborately with flowers and a long cape flying behind her made out of grain. Dan, however, was dressed in a yellow bodysuit with plaster of unorganized wheat stuck on him with a wheat hat on top.
Majestic horses followed through with Sable and Fresia in one chariot. Sable was just up with a white onsie with black spots. She has a matching hood with ears attached. Sierra supposed it should look a cow but she had a hard time thinking whether it was a black and white cat, a zebra or its supposed to be Bea cow. Fresia, however, sported a berry looke. She was dressed like a blueberry or whatever. Sierra had no idea why a berry would connect with district 10 but whatever.
Gabriella sported a white bellowing dress that had the occasional black pattern. Gary had a synthetic tree which was extremely weird. He wasn't from seven though but whatever works.
Ace wore a t-shirt and pants that had seeds covered all over it. Chole had on blue overalls with her hair straightened and a messy ponytail.
Bean's dress was made up of multi coloured leaves with her hair put up tightly in a bun. Alice had a dark green skirt and shirt with wooden barks on the side of it. It was so weird though, but Sierra didn't mind. So far none of the tributes wowed her so maybe she won't do anything but hope for the best.
Raven sported a poor miner look to him either his outrageous orange colour with with a headband on his head. Jaycee wore a miner's outfit that was very provocative.
Not much to say, but this is going to be curious now. Since the training days would be postponed for a few days we will have some tribute interaction. Drop a review down below and I'll see you next time.