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SIT DOWN WITH OUR NEWEST VICTOR, OLOKUN IDOWU!
Written by Chismosa Sweetlace for the Elysium Intrigue
Document dated August 1st, 0023 A.T.T.
After seeing all the drama that Mr. Idowu stirred up in the Twenty Third Hunger Games less than a week ago, I just had to catch him before he departed the Capitol. Before he returned home to District Four for his well earned rest, I sat down with our ravishing newest Victor and got him to open up that mysterious little mouth of his! And Snow, was I not disappointed! Hopefully you will all enjoy our titillating conversation, enclosed here, with all its ups and downs! It was surely quite the experience, I must admit, but we all know by now that Mr. Idowu is not your regular kind of a Victor. Be sure to suggest whom I should interview next by messaging me at TheRealChismosa on Chitter. Enjoy, my loyal readers, and as always, work hard and gossip harder!
Chismosa Sweetlace: Well, Mr. Idowu, it's a pleasure to get to talk you before you have to leave our lovely metropolis! I bet you must be disappointed to be leaving this place, in some form.
Olokun Idowu: Not to be rude, Miss Chismosa, but I'd rather be home right now. The Capitol is beautiful, but nothing's like the beaches in Abaco. I miss the sand and surf.
CS: Please, just call me Chismosa. We're friends now, darling. I won't accept anything less.
OI: Alright, Chismosa, if you insist. May I guess your closest friends called you Chissy?
CS: Oh, you scoundrel, you must talk to a lady a little while before referring to her with such a pet name! Whoever taught you such dreadful manners?
OI: There's not much time for etiquette out on the wharf, I'm sorry to say.
CS: Well, there's time to straighten you out yet. Anyhow, we've steered off course, dreadfully so. Who knew you had this many words in you?
OI: I had to keep quiet for the Games, it was my angle after all, but I can talk a good bit if I want, if I'm with people I like.
CS: Oh, don't flatter me, Mr. Idowu! You spoil me with your compliments, because they are so hard won.
OI: I promise I'm being entirely genuine, Chismosa. You have the most stunning pastel green wig on today.
CS: Darling, never comment on a lady's hair! You're teasing me now, I see. I understand you know how to work a conversation well.
OI: Of course. You saw the Games, everyone did. It's...well, it's how I won after all.
CS: Indeed it is, indeed it is. I have loved our little dancing around the point, but I must be transparent. I know forthright that both myself and my loyal readers are most interested in your Games.
OI: Who wouldn't be?
CS: Oh? What's that supposed to mean, darling?
OI: Just that they recently happened, that's all.
CS: You've snapped quite shut just like a clamshell, Mr. Idowu! Have I said anything to offend you?
OI: I...well...nothing at all Chismosa. I'm just a bit fatigued, that's all.
CS: Well, I'll hurry along and get our talk about your Games over with then. I can imagine you've just been talking and talking, it must be so tiring.
OI: Yes, it has been.
CS: Yes, yes, darling, I understand. Anyhow, I believe you had already begun to tread into my first question, but I must ask it clearly now; was the quiet demeanor all an act?
OI: Well, of course it was. It was always my angle to be quieter, and for Isley to be the louder one. And when we saw the rest of the pack, I leaned into it even more.
CS: What do you mean by that, Mr. Idowu? You leaned into it more because...?
OI: I think it's obvious, to me at least. The Ones were preening from the start. Parfum was obviously the second coming of Narcissus, always checking his looks in a handheld mirror, and Chardonnay liked to hear her own voice more than anything else in the world.
CS: You're very right there.
OI: Of course I am. And the Twos were even worse. Quarrier was obsessed with stressing his dominance and securing our absolute loyalty the entire time, and Decima was one of the wildest tributes I've ever seen, laughing while she fought like each stroke of her blade was a hilarious joke. Even Isley was up there, constantly smiling and sweetly flirting with whoever would talk to her. So it made sense for me to lay low, to stay quiet. It was the best thing to do.
CS: Well, an unconventional strategy, surely, something that saw you underrated by the rest of the Capitol and only got you an 8 in training.
OI: It was all purposeful. I think you can all assume that I am more capable than an 8 from what you've seen.
CS: Yes, you're certainly more capable than an 8. And your angle did work after all, remarkably well, once you got inside the mansion.
OI: Yes, it did. I got to show...show what I'm made of.
CS: Of course darling, of course you did. Your strength was clear as day. I knew it for certain after the pack had hunted down all the other Outliers, and just the two little girls from Three and Seven were left.
OI: I suppose it was obvious then.
CS: Most definitely it was! Don't be modest. The way you had been pitting the others against each other all along, the way you were able to orchestrate the implosion of the alliance at the perfect time, it was all masterful! And that was just when the fun began!
OI: What fun would that be?
CS: Well, of course, Parfum and Quarrier and Isley were dead from the breakup, and then Decima hanged the little girls with those ropes on the roof, and then there was you with the club just beating and beating Chardonnay until her skull-
OI: I'll ask again. What fun would that be, Miss Sweetlace?
CS: Don't get tough with me now, Mr. Idowu, and don't call me Miss Sweetlace. Your wharf manners won't excuse that much longer. Maybe it was a bit stressful for you, but we surely were having fun in the Capitol, watching the final fight. The way you and Decima tussled-
OI: She was nothing more than an animal then.
CS: And that just made it more enjoyable, of course, and you were the dark horse, because of course, we had all seen what you were capable of by then, but still, Decima was such a grand-
OI: She couldn't even speak, her mind was so broken. She was a beast. We all were made into beasts.
CS: Well, Mr. Idowu-
OI: And I'm the biggest beast of them all, except you have me all chained up now.
CS: Oh, Mr. Idowu, stop that talk this moment. The lack of class is unexcusable.
OI: The lack of...well...yes. I am very sorry, Chismosa. I have let myself slip.
CS: You certainly have.
OI: I apologize profusely. Just the exhaustion, that's all. You were right.
CS: I always am, darling.
OI: It was fun, in an odd way, to outwit all of them. To play on Quarrier's obsession with Chardonnay and Isley's crush on Quarrier, to tell little white lies to Decima and Parfum and set them against one another. It was even fun to imagine the little girls swinging from the weathervane while I bashed Decima's brains to bits on the lawn. I've never had more fun in my life, in a twisted way.
CS: I'm thrilled you have recovered your senses, and seen the fun we all had with it. Your outburst is quite excusable, I understand. You're still tightly wound, the Games have been over barely a week by now. Any man in his right mind would still be out of sorts, after that amount of stress.
OI: Yes, I'm still tightly wound. I just need the sand and the surf, that's all. I just need to go home.
CS: Well, I'll leave you to it. It's been a pleasure talking to our newest Victor, Olokun Idowu! Enjoy your journey back to District Four, and may the odds be ever in your favor, Mr. Idowu.
OI: Same to you, Chismosa. See you again soon.
A TRAINWRECK OF A VICTORY TOUR: ALL EYES ON THE TRAGEDY OF OLOKUN IDOWU!
Written by Apollonia Honeysuckle for the Tribute Taddler
Document dated January 27th, 0024 A.T.T.
While the Victory Tour of the Twenty Third Hunger Games had been largely uneventful for most of its stops, this was not the case for the last two Districts that Victor Olokun Idowu visited. While on the stage in District Two, the father of Decima Siever and two of her brothers attempted to assassinate Olokun for stealing the Victory they believed was rightfully Decima's! How horrifying! All three men were shot dead by Peacekeepers, and pandemonium broke out in the District. Olokun Idowu emerged unscathed, but he began cursing the District and its virtues loudly and violently until his escort Tytan Clortis and Mentor Oisin O'Cobb dragged him off of the stage! However, the damage was already done, as District Two has not seen such upheaval since the Dark Days with widespread public unrest over the events.
Shockingly, the intrigue and drama did not stop when Olokun arrived next at District One. The families of Chardonnay Pereira and Parfum Callahan were also very bitter, although no one tried to assassinate Olokun this time, thanks be to Snow and our always great Capitol. The Mayor even refused to shake Olokun's hand due to his underhanded tactics! And at the banquet afterwards, Olokun became so drunk on the District's famous wine that he started screaming and crying hysterically! There are rumors he even crawled to where Chardonnay Pereira's mother was sitting and begged for her forgiveness. How scandalous and slovenly! Olokun had to be arrested momentarily by authorities to ensure that he did not harm anyone in his wild, drunken state. A true District savage exposing his true colors at last, it seems!
Olokun is currently on his way to the Capitol for the final stop on his disastrous Victory Tour! Stay tuned in our next issue to see what chaos befalls the newest Victor out of Four upon his return to our great city.
IDOWU RUSHED TO HOSPITAL AFTER HOME INVASION
Written by Julius Spenser for the Daily Briefing
Document dated February 14th, 0024 A.T.T.
Reports from District Four indicate that a thief broke into the Victor's Village of District Four late yesterday evening and invaded the home of its newest Victor, Olokun Idowu. Authorities found several notable possessions missing or destroyed, including Mr. Idowu's Victor's crown, framed pictures of his Games, and expensive gifts from personal friends in the Capitol. The young Victor was found naked and unconscious in his bathroom with serious lacerations from his attacker on both wrists. He was promptly rushed to Seaward's Clinic due to his critical condition. While no official announcements over his current condition have been released, our sources inform us that Mr. Idowu has been stabilized during his stay at the hospital.
It seems that no other homes in the Victor's Village were ransacked by this marauder, and no other residents of the Victor's Village have been harmed. Authorities report that they have no suspects thus far, and anyone with any verifiable information must report it to them immediately for a substantial reward of 5,000 denarii.
This marks the second attempt on Mr. Idowu's life in the past month, leaving many to remark at how unlucky the new Victor has been. These events also reflect on how unpopular he has become since his Victory. Sources report that Mr. Idowu's mental health had been deteriorating rapidly prior to the attack due to his plummeting popularity nationwide.
An official press release by the PDI over Mr. Idowu's condition as well as their progress on the case is expected to air tonight on Capitol Broadcast Channel 4 at 7 p.m.
For more information on this case, please visit the PDI's website at pdi.0cap/active-cases.
MEET THE MENTORS OF THE 23RD HUNGER GAMES: OLOKUN IDOWU
Written by Caesar Flickerman for Hunger Games: All Access
Document dated April 18th, 0024 A.T.T.
Welcome back, All Access readers! Today, we are continuing our series of interviewing the Mentors of the upcoming Twenty-Third Annual Hunger Games, which are less than three months away! I chanced a stop last afternoon in District Four to interview the mysterious Olokun Idowu about how he has been preparing for his first year of Mentoring. And, as this is All Access, I made sure to press into the other areas of his life that we have all been curious about. Is Olokun ready to Mentor only a year after his own Games? How has he been coping after the attacks at both the Victory Tour and the Victor's Village? And which fellow Victor does he find the most attractive? Find out all that and more below!
Caesar Flickerman: Olokun, such a pleasure to see you again!
Olokun Idowu: Caesar, isn't it? Flickerman? You're Fabula's assistant, aren't you, for the Interviews?
CF: Yes, right on the denarii there. Today, I'm here on the behalf of Hunger Games: All Access in order to talk about these upcoming Games! You have been selected as a Mentor, have you not?
OI: Yeah, they picked me right out of the gate. Usually they give us a couple of years to learn the ropes behind the scenes, but, well...
CF: You're the talk of the town?
OI: That's one way to put it. Everyone's just so eager to see me again, I guess.
CF: A testament to your strength and popularity, no matter how polarizing it may be! Now, tell me, Olokun, how have you been preparing to Mentor a tribute in these upcoming Games?
OI: To be honest, I haven't been doing much. I've been hanging out at the...well, not much. Talking to Mags and Oisin, mostly, and Waverley too, although she's a terrible Mentor. Hearing their tips, hoping we get a good kid this year to work with. But I haven't had much time to really dig into it, I guess.
CF: Well, there's no shame in that. You've been coming back from some serious circumstances, after all.
OI: I suppose I have been. Not that I didn't deserve them.
CF: Olokun! You shouldn't blame yourself for being victimized by those rageful men! Do not blame the actions of the Siever's or that still-anonymous thief on yourself. You are wholly unculpable for those attacks.
OI: I wish that was true, Caesar, but I chose to enter the Games, and I played dirty. So I understand why Decima's family was angry with me. I volunteered knowing I would face some backlash. Obviously I wish they didn't try to murder me, but...their anger makes sense, I suppose. My mother would've been just as mad if Decima had taken me out in the finale instead.
CF: I see. Loyalty runs deep in these Districts.
OI: It does. Of course, the Victory Tour was embarrassing in other ways as well, but I've come to peace with the fact that it's behind me now.
CF: And the thief? Your feelings on him?
OI: I'd rather not speak about the thief.
CF: Nothing at all to say about your assailant? Or about your mental health at that time?
OI: Like I said, it's not a time I like to think about. Let's move on please.
CF: Of course, of course, my apologies, Olokun. Finally, let's head into some fluffier questions. What's been your favorite part of being a Victor?
OI: Getting to enjoy the beach every day without having to work on the wharf to provide for my family. We can live comfortably now, and when my father goes out on the trawler, it's for fun, not because he has to. And I get to swim and build sandcastles with my little sister whenever I please. That's my favorite part of being a Victor, not the wealth or the fame.
CF: Admirable choice, Olokun, your family sounds precious.
OI: They're the only thing getting me through my own...through the rubigine-vastante, of course.
CF: Oh yes, that dreadful thing. I hope you and your family can stay full and joyous in these days to come, now that the government has warned the effects may be dire.
OI: Same to you, Caesar, although I doubt you'll have much trouble.
CF: Hopefully we will be in the clear! Anyways, one last question before I leave you to your beaches and sandcastles. Who's the hottest Victor of them all, besides yourself of course?
OI: Certainly Esquiria Pasquale, I don't think any other answer is adequate. I grew up idolizing her. I love her blonde haired goddess look.
CF: A time honored choice! You are not the first, and I doubt the last, to tell me the same.
OI: Well, that's how District One got its reputation after all. Most of the other Victors are pretty, though, except for Mags and Waverley. Don't tell them I said that.
CF: I won't, Olokun, I'll keep it a little secret just between the two of us.
OI: Splendid.
CF: Well, it's been a pleasure talking with you, Olokun, and I wish you luck with your Mentoring this summer.
OI: Thank you, Caesar. Have fun in your pretty little metropolis.
CF: I surely will. May the odds be ever in your favor, good man!
OI: And the same to you. See you again soon.
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A/N: Hi y'all! I hope you liked this one, it's my favorite of the formats yet and I hope it was enjoyable. Olokun is a really fun Victor and I'm excited to include him moving forward. I don't have a lot to say, y'all are doing great so far. Remember, subs are due April 8th on midnight EST! You won't see a post here until the cast reveal :)
Also shoutout to contemporarydancer2, Tia, for beta'ing this chapter and giving me some much-needed advice!
Until Next Time,
Tracee