Thanks for all the submissions I received! I'm so glad to finally announce that I've put together my tribute list for Too Much Heaven! It can be found down below and on my profile!

Alexander Snow, 16
Son of President Sterling Snow

The Victory Tour was still in full swing. All televisions had been turned on, every single eye in the Capitol glued to the screen as young Honouria Crass waved her arm and said her speeches. Everyone wanted a glimpse of the newest Victor. And why not? Victors were a huge deal in Panem.

Personally, Alexander Snow couldn't care less.

He only showed up to Honouria's Capitol speech with his favourite notebook hidden under his coat. once he was clear his father wasn't watching, he pulled down the notebook and scrawled down as much as he could. This would be good stuff for a future novel. Alexander wanted to write about his own fictional Hunger games, complete with a made-up victor. Honouria had given a pretty convincing speech; hopefully, she wouldn't mind if Alexander borrowed from it. But he could always change up the words so it wouldn't look like he was plagiarizing.

There was a party going on, with all these special and important guests dancing around in President Snow's giant ballroom. A party for the victor. Alexander's older siblings, Zachariah and Theodora, had been allowed to attend, but not him and not his younger brother Coriolanus. While Coriolanus had complained about that, Alexander simply nodded and ran off to his room.

He locked the door, then jumped into bed with his notebook. Alexander grabbed a pencil and scrawled away in his slanted, messy handwriting. Eventually, he had filled up several pages and had stopped because his hand was cramping up. The whole time, Alexander kept his phone beside him on his desk.

As he soothed his aching hand, Alexander paced in circles around his room. What was taking the publisher so long? Why was it so hard to find them in the Capitol? Did they not think his story was good enough? It wasn't that bad; he spent a week proofreading it, so there was no way he could've missed anything.

"Come on," Alexander muttered to himself as he scrolled through his phone, in case he had missed any calls. "Please talk to me."

Nothing.

He waited for a few minutes, then picked up the phone again.

Still nothing.

At this point, he was starting to get a little annoyed.

Alexander groaned and flopped back onto his bed. He picked up the pencil and continued on with his story, but at a slower pace. Right as he got the the part where the main protagonist was about to launch into the arena, the phone rang. Alexander practically tumbled off his bed as he reached for the phone. His heart was pounding so hard, it could burst from his chest at any moment.

"Hello!?"
"Is this Elliot Jay Coin?"

That was him. that was the pseudonym he was writing under. "Yes, yes! I'm Elliot Jay Coin! That's me!"
"Mister Coin, care to explain what you are doing in the President's mansion?"

"Um..." Alexander's face burned. How was he supposed to explain this one? "Well, sir...as you know...the Victory Tour is at its final stop in the Capitol...and I was invited to the party. Yeah! Yeah, I'm at the party right now. At the President's mansion."

"You sound awfully young to be attending such an adult event."
"I assure you, I just sound young for my age."
"How old are you, Mister Coin?"

There was a knock at the door. "Alexander, what are you doing?"
"In a minute!" Alexander yelled, covering the phone receiver. He then turned his attention back to the call. "Um...my age isn't really that important-"
"Mister Coin..."

"Alexander!"
"I'm busy!" Alexander pressed himself against the door, ignoring the person on the other side. "Okay, fine! I admit, I'm actually 18. But I sound much younger on the phone."
"Alexander, let me in!"
"Are you sure you are 18? because if you're any younger, we will not be able to work out a contract without permissions from a parent or guardian. Mister Coin, please understand that this is a serious business and I have actual clients to get to, without you wasting my time with this call."

"But what about my story!?" Alexander begged. He was met with silence. The publisher had hung up on him. He sighed and opened the door as Coriolanus fell in. "Who were you talking to?"
"Nobody."
"Was it your girlfriend?"

"Ew!" Alexander made a face. "Why would I wanna waste my time dating someone?"
"So that wasn't your girlfriend?"

"Nah. Bachelor life all the way, baby!"
Coriolanus looked confused. "What's a bachelor?"

"I'll tell you later." Alexander began shoving his younger brother out the door. "Now get out. I'm busy right now."
"But I have something to tell you!"
"I said I'm busy!"

"But it's important!" Coriolanus grabbed onto the door frame; he wouldn't budge, no matter how hard Alexander pushed him. "It's from Daddy!"
"Fine. Hurry up and tell me!"

"He says we have to go downstairs and be polite and talk to everyone. And the Victor."
"Ugh." Alexander rolled his eyes. "Can it wait? I have things to do!"
"He says we have to go now."

"Boys!" President Snow's voice echoed from the stairs. "Come down, please!"
"Let's go!" Coriolanus ran off. Alexander just shot his notebook one last longing look, before following his brother downstairs and into the crowd of people.

Just a smaller chapter to introduce us to some reoccurring characters from RF and OLS. You might be familiar with the President's youngest children, Alexander and Coriolanus.

So here's the tribute list. I had to narrow 32 submissions down to 24, which wasn't an easy task. I suggest you look carefully, as some tributes did not end up with their original spots and have been moved to a different district.

D1M: Stravos Brodie, 16 (spaceMars)
D1F: Elise Starbright, 16 (LiveFreeorDie)

D2M: Toren Kollath, 17 (its-suzuka)
D2F: Bellona Peirce, 16 (Professor R. J. Lupin1)

D3M: Gear Griswald, 12 (districtfours)
D3F: Astrid Balan, 15 (etherealepiphany)

D4M: OPEN
D4F: Adella "Dell" Kerrick, 16 (MessyModgePodge)

D5M: Corbyn Reid, 16 (S. H. Reke)
D5F: Amelia Williams, 13 (TheLostTimeLady)

D6M: Charles Thompson, 16 (TheReaper94)
D6F: Zilla Odbody, 16 (LordShiro)

D7M: Veles Dragomir, 17 (Sparky She-Demon)
D7F: Darra Delaney, 17 (recklessinparadise)

D8M: Twill Chint, 16 (SilverFlowerxRavenpaw)
D8F: Claodis Omicron, 15 (Platrium)

D9M: Cleveland "Cleve" Garfield, 13 ( 20)
D9F: Lily Baudilair, 15 (abcdefghijklmnopqrstvwxyz05)

D10M: Red Bellmont, 15 (districtfours)
D10F: Argen DeAquilla, 18 (spaceMars)

D11M: Weller Worthen, 18 ( 20)
D11F: Acacia Hazeldine, 14 ( )

D12M: Stryker Ember, 15 (goldie031)
D12F: Clair Ivory, 17 (its-suzuka)

You might notice that we only have 23 tributes instead of 24. Unfortunately, I didn't get enough submission for the D4M, so I have decided to open up the spot for everybody to submit to! The form link is on my profile, and you are all welcome to submit a tribute to the spot. I will close submissions on May 13th, then pick my D4M. Happy submitting!

If you have any questions as to why a certain tribute was picked, why your tribute was moved to a different spot, or why a submission fell through, fell free to PM me or chat with me on Discord. I can send you a copy of your form if your tribute wasn't picked and you'd like to resubmit them elsewhere, though please ask for it by May 20th. All non-selected forms will be deleted after that.

After this, I will start with the Reapings, but keep in mind there will likely be a wait between updates, as I'm finishing up OLS and I want to get the Victor out before I continue with this story, in order to prevent spoilers.

Thanks for all your participation and I'll see you later with the Reapings!

-Vr