Marcelene Chaplin (Capitol Interviewer)

The cameras all pointed at me while I waited for Uriah to walk out. I was so preoccupied with looking like a perfect Capitol citizen, making sure my smile didn't drop for a second, that I almost didn't notice when Uriah walked out in a tux. Well this year is off to a great start. I couldn't get a clear reading off of just his outfit, so I went with something guaranteed to please. "So, Uriah, I hear you had some unconventional training for One. Would you care to explain?"

Uriah flashed a quick smile at the crowd before responding. I could easily see how nervous he was, but he had to hide that from the crowd, so I didn't comment. "Well, my dad trained me. I couldn't afford to go to the Academy, but my dad went there forever. I'm sure he knew as much as most of the trainers."

Annika came out wearing a gorgeous red dress. She also had heels, which were gorgeous, but she didn't need them. Unlike some kids I knew. However, I couldn't get a clear plan vibe off her either, so I had to keep going generic. "Annika, what's your plan for this Games?"

"Oh, things. I'm going to win, I know that much. I just have to last longer than others." That was the vaguest answer in the history of answers. She was probably supposed to be mysterious, but instead she was a blank slate.

Chao, much to my delight, was not wearing a tux. One less stylist for me to slap. He was wearing a dark-colored robe, which would have looked particularly nice on a girl, but I figured it had something to do with his background. He had an easy angle to pull off. "Chao, we heard you're more attached to your roots than most of us. Would you care to tell us some of your history?"

"I most definitely would," Chao replied, almost jumping out of his chair to talk. "I can't say everything, sadly, but I'll tell the most interesting part: The dragons." He gestured to a large dragon embroidered on his robe. "Despite what many people think, in China, dragons were a sign of good luck. There were beautiful creatures that were obviously quite rare, but a visit from one was the best thing anyone could hope for." It wasn't much of an angle, but it was interesting.

Totsuki's dress was sheer black with sparkles that gave off the image of edges. Well that's gorgeous! This is Two? It was a pretty clear representation of an angle. "So, Totsuki, these Games should be in the bag for the Careers. Why didn't you join the pack?"

"I don't have to. They would only drag me down, and I'm not willing to sacrifice anything to help anyone else." It was an angle Totsuki had been directed to take; I was sure of it. It still spooked me, though, with how easily the statement seemed to roll off of her tongue, almost like it wasn't a lie at all.

Oh wow. Twixton was wearing a brown suit and a brown tie, which was hideous and uncreative. He was wearing sunglasses, though, which were sort of cute. I wouldn't wear them, but I have options. "Twixton, what do you enjoy doing here in the Capitol?"

"Do you know how big the Capitol library is?" A Peacekeeper groaned in the front row. "It's HUGE! There are tons of books there. I read on called Don Quixote, and it was just fabulous! There's this guy who's a knight, but not really a knight, and he has to go on this huge adventure he's entirely unprepared for!" Twixton's personality disagreed with his outfit.

Nova was wearing a beautiful blue dress that shimmered as she walked onto the stage. She also had heels, which she needed, unlike Annika. Her dress was poofy, almost so big it engulfed her. "Nova, the Games can be pretty scary. How do you cope with the fear?" I didn't want to make her think about it, but I guessed it was her angle.

"I... I like to walk around the stores a... a bit. They're awfully pretty." She didn't say much past that. I couldn't tell if she was supposed to be scared or if she was truly terrified, but I decided it was better safe than sorry and got her off the stage as quickly as possible.

Marlin was not wearing a suit. For that I was grateful, and I looked past the fact that the floral shirt he wore was hideous and his lei was tacky. I assumed he was supposed to seem touristy, so I worked off of that. "What's the best thing you've seen so far in the Capitol, Marlin?"

For a second Marlin didn't speak, but after that time he blinked and shook his head. "I like the Training Centre, actually. It has tons of cool things!" His heart clearly wasn't in his statement, and he began to gently shake with what I assumed to be sobs. Hasvak. He's a Hasvak. I frowned at how awful the situation was.

When Luna walked onto the stage, I started to sense a theme. The girls had good outfits, the boys had bad outfits. Her dress was a short blue dress, and it too shimmered when she moved. That did not give off the aura of an angle, but I judged by her walk and facial expression. I'm such a boss interviewer. "Luna, what gives you an extra edge in these Games?"

"Well, Ms. Chaplin, I have had training like everyone else, but I go above and beyond with my experience... elsewhere." Sure enough, I had guessed her angl correctly. It didn't much matter with how good Luna was at being interviewed, though. Could you try a little harder? I'm an interviewer, not a miracle maker. I was not unhappy when Luna left the stage.

Cotè's outfit almost made me scream. He's wearing a freaking tux. His tux had a rose in the lapel, and I focused on that instead of his tux. Games questions were getting boring, so I went for something else entirely. "What did you do in your District?"

"I worked a lot with electricity. You might find that fact shocking, and it is quite the electrifying job, but it was pretty fun." You missed a possible pun in there somewhere and I know it. The audience loved his response, but I was too busy judging him to like it.

Alix continued the trend of good girl, bad boy when she came out with a lavender dress and a big purple hairbow. The bow was tacky, but the dress was cute. She had black shoes on, which I adored. One less stylist to slap. That actually did give me the angle, so I had interviewers to thank. "Alix, what have you been doing around the Capitol?"

"Well, I've been going around a lot and playing with all the cool shops. They have tons of chocolate shops here, and ice cream shops, and toy shops! I don't get any toys, because I'm not certain I'll come home, but I do get a lot of candy." Gasps came from all around the audience, and I had to admit Alix had done a decent job without forcing her angle in my face. You go, girl.

Fletcher was not wearing a tux, and I had to thank his stylist. He had a button-up shirt- which wasn't completely buttoned, I noticed- and dress pants. The shirt told me his angle, so I went with it. "Fletcher, you seem like you could be quite the casanova. Do you have a lady in your District?"

"I do! My fiancee, Jen, is definitely the love of my life. She pulled me out of my bad background- Six is riddled with crime, as we all know- and forced me to become a better man. I'm wearing her necklace," he said, lifting it slightly off his neck so I could see it more clearly. The audience gasped, and some people screamed, and I had to admit I was a bit touched as well. Even in the Capitol, he was thinking of his soon-to-be wife.

Raze's stylist was a bit more straightforward. She wore a red muscle shirt and shiny black pants, as well as a huge boxing belt. Well, she is a boxer... That gave me the clearest angle I could possibly hope for, and I grasped my one good opportunity. "Raze, this is a rather exciting time for someone like you, I'm sure. How do you think you're going to win?"

"I'm going to win because I know how to fight." Raze did not seem to understand the process of an interview angle; I nearly facepalmed at how blunt that was. The crowd seemed just as confused as I was about her answer. Do you even know what the Games are, girl?

Denver's outfit was, by far, the most creative thing I had ever seen. It was, drumroll please, a brown tux. Can't men wear things other than tuxes? What about dresses. Why can't men wear dresses? I hadn't the slightest idea of where he wanted to go with this, so I just automatically went something that could possibly get him sponsors. "What's your favorite thing about the Capitol, Denver?"

"There are lovely birds here," Denver replied, suddenly becoming completely animated. "I saw this one pretty one, I don't know why kind it was, but it was blue and pink with this gorgeous crest! I had never seen anything like it, but it was pretty!" That's not exactly an angle, but hey, it's fun?

Falia wore a striking silver dress that went down to her ankles. It started to poof at her waist, but the top left nothing to imagine. Where'd she get a ribbon like that? I want a hair ribbon! "Falia, what's the weirdest thing that ever happened to you in the District?"

"Hm... That's a really hard question. I guess I'd have to say it was the one time this guy walked up to me with a coin and said he pulled it out of my ear. He wouldn't let me tell him it didn't come out of my ear, but that dang coin didn't come out of my ear!" That's technically not not an angle, I suppose?

Giovanni was one of the few blessed tributes this year. It's not a tux! That makes like three! He had a red polo and khaki pants, and some weird black shoes which I didn't like but I couldn't hate. As long as it wasn't a tux, I loved it. "Giovanni, I hear you have one of the biggest alliances this year. Where will you fit into this?"

"Honestly, I think I'll be good as a leader. Many of the tributes in my alliance seem underconfident, and I want to be able to build them up to their full potential. I know they have more than they're showing me." The statement seemed true enough, coming from Giovanni. He was definitely a strong contender.

Nigella's outfit was rather pretty, although not conventionally. She had a rusty orange ballgown dress. How do you even get that color? "Nigella, I heard you met a great Capitol director, one of our favorites. Don't ask how, news travels fast. What's your favorite movie of his?" That wasn't really an angle question, but I was curious.

"I'd have to say All My Love, which you could say it earned from me. The movie really took my breath away, keeping me on my toes and always wondering about what would be around the corner." The audience laughed at the flurry of bad puns; a high heel model falling in love with a corner-store owner with lung cancer provided plenty of opportunity. I smiled at her. That was quick thinking.

Gabriel's outfit earned a gasp from me. He was wearing a bright yellow sundress with pink sleeves. It seemed to upset him, but I didn't care. It was better than a tux, and I didn't see why men couldn't wear dresses anyways. It is a pretty dress, too. "Gabriel, what's your favorite part of the Capitol?"

"The Capitol has tons of food! Everywhere I go there's food. I'm certainly looking forward to coming back here and eating." Ooh, smooth. The sponsors better send you some food because I sure can't. Gabriel's angle wasn't clear to anyone, but I enjoyed talking with him all the same. That is a pretty dress.

Demi styled a white dress with a beige coat. Is that leather? How do you get beige leather? She also had beige boots. Beige wasn't my favorite color, but she wore it well. "Demi, what was life like back in the District? Everyone's dying to know how you became the Demi you are."

"Life in the District is just amazing," Demi began, waving her arms a bit to show just how amazing it was. "We got to make food for people - I worked in a diner - and it was the best food the District had. The pancakes we made were our best food, they were so fluffy and delicious! I'm not sure how we made them, but they were delicious!" Well that was something.

Cole wore a grey tux. That had nothing to do with his name or District, nor did it make him look particularly nice. I like the sundress better. "Cole, what did you do with your spare time in the District?" Were you a nice guy or as pretentious as that tux makes you look? Ugh. Tux.

"I spent a lot of time helping out my friends. They had a harder time with some things then I did, since they weren't as strong as I was," Cole said, smiling at the crowd. Oh I see what you did there. That's called a humble-brag, and you need to stop.

Mara's outfit was actually pretty; it was a light blue dress with darker blue stripes. Of course, I knew where her angle was going off of the paleness, so I went with an innocence question. "Mara, what do you do when you get scared here?"

"I don't get scared. I'm going to be able win this thing and come back to thank the Capitol for my opportunity." Yeah, no you're not, girl. What kind of angle is that? The crowd seemed as surprised as I did about her odd response. Outer-District kids didn't usually take the cocky route.

Oh my Snow, this needs to stop. Trevor sported a black tux, which I never could have expected, and sunglasses. Focus on the cute sunglasses, focus on the cute sunglasses... "Trevor, are you enjoying your time in the Capitol?"

"Yes."

"Do you think you can win the Games?"

"Yes." How am I supposed to work with that, you little turd? Yes or no. Hmph. I need substance! I demand opportunirty! The audience, luckily, enjoyed the dark and mysterious aura. What kind of idiots would like something like that? He said two words...

What happened to you? Get mauled by a bear? Oh yeah this is Tatiana. Tatiana wore a pretty blue dress - or, I assumed it had once been pretty. It was torn up to where it was hardly decent. "Tatiana, how do you plan to win these Games?"

"I'm the one here who's the most prepared for actually living outside, and I know animals quite well." Well, you've got that right, ya weirdo. I was far from upset when my interview with Tatiana ended. She was an interesting girl, but I did not need to spend time with that.

What is that THING? Gadeloth wore a tux, but I was too distracted with the coloration to think about the tux. It was white with red splotches. Is he a butcher? A knight? A serial killer? Oh yeah... I was talking to the jerk who killed one of my favorite Avoxes. "Gadeloth, what is your worst weakness?" A glare greeted me. "Strength?" All I got was another glare. "Favorite weapon? What about why you'll win the Games?" As much as I didn't want him to get a good interview, I had to make him say something, or I wouldn't get good reviews.

"Oh? Why I'll win these Games? Because I'm one of the elite. I'm the only one here who understands that people are just toys with voice boxes, waiting to be torn apart. Ready to scream when touched in the wrong places, and there are a lot of wrong places. The human body is quite fragile, but strong enough that I can play with it for a long time." I did not need that; let the Capitol deal with you.

Tarabel's outfit was a long black dress, which was not a tux. It had some rips in it, and I slowly figured out the aura they were supposed to give off. I can play with that a bit. "Tarabel, a lot happens in the Games. Do you think you'll be able to become a killer to win them?"

"Become?"

"Okay, do you think you'll be able to continue killing?" Why do I get such weirdos?

"Yes, I will. Ciao."

The interviews aren't over... Okay apparently they are. Tarabel just left me, mid-interview, to try and close up the time. "All right, Capitol! These are your tributes this year. It's clear who's a sponsor go or a sponsor no, happy Hunger Games!" I had to keep going until the clock ended. Dangit, Tarabel!