Hello, I'm Fig Lemons, of Sector 11. And I kick ass. My idols are, despite this taking place in a dystopian future that would most likely forget twentieth century icons, Bruce Lee and Jackie Chan. I'm self taught in kung-fu, and I kick trees to gather their fruit.

'There are no fruit trees in Sector 11!', You say? Well, too bad. My pet is a hawk named Dragon. You can't criticize. I hate other girls, because they aren't as amazingly amazing as me. Before you ask slash write fan fiction about it, I'm not a lesbian.

"It's time for the Choosing!" My grandmum told me, as I sat, being epic, "You better hurry!"

"... Why?" I asked her.

"Well, what if they call your name-"

"We have the population of several thousand. I don't think that's a problem."

"Keep in mind, you have all that Tessaraie. Plus, you have a name. They always pick the ones with names." Grandmum explained.

"Fine. I'll be back once I'm done narrating."

I left my Grandmum and Grandpa's house, walking through fields of grain, up to the Choosing Arena. I'd tell you more, but I'm pretty sure it's illegal in this series to actually describe places.

I got in at the exact time for the Ledger-ette, or, as you may call her, the Capital Lady, to come to the podium. Convenient.

"Hello, citizens of Sector 11!" She announced, "Normally, we'd show which Victors would be training this year's Contestants, and maybe some drunk-guy comic relief. Though, the author couldn't bother to write it in the first place, and he doesn't feel like breaking his laziness streak!"

Ledger-ette sighed, "Well, let's get to Choosing!" She squealed, then walked to the Almighty Sparkle Ball of Choosing, "This year's female Contestant issss... Fig Lemons!"

I started crying. Those tears healed the children around me's sicknesses. My tears are epic too. I walked up to the stage.

"Now, would anyone like to volunteer?" Ledger-ette asked. A girl put up her hand. I filled with joy!

"I volunteer as Contestant!" The girl said. It was Camee Braver, the girl who had a French name for some reason! I'm saved!

"Thank god, someone volunteered so I don't have to use my super awesome kung-fu fighting!" I squealed.

"Oh, well," Camee said, "If you're gonna act like that, never bloody mind."

... Awkward.


Fig Lemons created by Anla'shok! Here are the spots taken:

District One female.

District One Male.

District Two Female.

District Three Female.

District Four Male.

District Six Female.

District Seven Male.

District Seven Female.

District Eight Female.

District Nine Male.

District Eleven Male.

District Twelve Female.

District Twelve Male.

Thanks for reading, and please submit!