Okay all, so as I said in my extremely late update of The Grass is Greener, that is done and I'm starting fresh with this new SYOT, which I'm titling In Absentia. This will be a simpler thing than I tried with TGIG, being just a normal Games before any of the rebellion stuff would have happened. I hope you all enjoy this, and that you submit soon so we can get started!
My Rules For Submitting: First thing is to fill out the form, which I will put below this. I make a few rules for the kinds of characters I want to see. Sweet little kids with no clue what's going on are fine, but just know that they will most likely be bloodbaths unless there's something really special about them. A little kid could win, but they would need to be interested in something besides kittens and puppies. I see these all the time in SYOTs, and while they are fine, they are often painful to read through. Also, no ruthless and completely irredeemable Career tributes. They're fun to make, agreed, but simply not realistic. After all, no one truly wants to go into the arena and kill everyone unless they've got something seriously wrong with them. Sure they can be awful characters, but there should be some kind of kernel that could save them if necessary.
You can submit more than one character, but I think I'll limit it to three total characters per person.
Other than that, everything is on the table! Submission form coming at you!
Name:
Age:
Gender:
District:
Close Family: (you can include some extended family here too if you want)
Background:
Appearance:
Personality:
Friends:
Reaped or Volunteered:
If Reaped, Reaction. If Volunteered, Why:
What They Think Of The Games:
Outfit for Interviews:
Strategy In Arena:
Possible Training Score and Why:
Chances of Winning:
Anything Extra?
And now, a brief intro to the story so I don't get accused of violating the terms of FFN writing, blah blah blah.
Lina Hedgerow, 17, Capitol Citizen
As I sat with my family waiting for the first reapings of the day to begin, I knew that this year would be a good one. The Quarter Quell had been two years ago, and everyone in the Capitol, myself included, was starting to get bored with the proceedings. President Snow had promised us that this year would be even more exciting than that had been, and we took him at his word.
"Which district do you think will win this year?" My little sister Gemma asked me.
I shrugged. "Dunno, we'll have to wait and see when the reapings are over. I think we'll get a good pool this year."
Just then, the television kicked on, the opening notes of the anthem playing triumphantly.
This is it.
Okay, so that's that, and submissions are now officially open! Go, go, go, the more you submit, the sooner we can start!