Hi folks, two updates in one day aren't you lot lucky? Ah hah!

A thousand thanks to my first reviewer but more would still be lovely. I hope you can see how I'm slowly bringing the games to what we know them to be from Katniss, how I think the Capitol would have altered them as they went through the years.

Hope you enjoy this next update!

19.

Theseus Hiardon, Male, District 2.

I volunteered for the games. I don't know what made me do it. I just wanted to compete so badly, to bring my family honour. I'd been in training for the past six years, I was eighteen, if I wasn't picked this year then I would never get the chance. My heart sank deep into my solar plexus when some pathetic little runt was called out and before I knew what I was doing I had run forwards, raised my hand and shouted, "I volunteer." At the top of my voice. I didn't expect them to actually take me instead but as I stepped onto that Capitol train heading towards the arena and training I was ready and raring to go. I dominated everything and everyone I met. My mentor, Chiara is stunning. I could have had two mentors, that would have been perfect and my right if the male victor, Herb something hadn't gone insane after his games. I don't know what the games were like early on but they were even more horrific than they are now. It must have been fantastic to have been a part of. Chiara knew it as we sat in silence together on the train, me finishing every sentence she began about surviving, weaponry and how to gain sponsors. She was eying me cooly and I sent her the exact same look back but we both understood one thing. District 2 was about to earn one more victor.

20.

Ariel Banks, Female, District 4.

I scored low in training, the other tributes all laughed at me and I spent hours crying. Thats all I remember doing before the games was crying, crying at my misfortune, crying at my lack of skill, crying in my mentor's arms. I was supposed to be a career for gods sake. But I had never gone to training, I never told my parents so, they always thought I did but instead I snuck off with Tritent, the boy I was secretly in love with. I knew he loved me back. I awaited my death, I had a backpack with my from the edge of the Cornucopia as it was now called and had hidden for the past two days. I wanted to go over to the giant lake, I was pulled towards water like the fish I was, part human, part fish. When I finally got my chance I breathed the largest sigh of relief ever and instantly sank beneath the depths, I could hold my breath for an extrordinary long time and I just swam and kept on swimming to the bottom of the lake. The arena was small this year, the lake took up most of it the rest was grassland and some killer water snakes. I was certain what I saw beneath the water was a mirage of some sort as I tugged open the door and swam inside discovering the secret hideout hidden at the bottom of the lake. I stayed there for a few weeks, then they tried to drown me, I knew it was too good to be true but I saw something during my comfortable stay the others hadn't. There was a crocodile down with me, a mutant as it had unfocused, gold eyes. They were waiting for the right time to release it. I chose the right time and pulled the lever. I don't know whether I was ever meant to discover that hideaway or not but it saved my life as the mutant anphibian crocodile finished off the remaining tributes for me.

21.

Sky Canopy, Female District 7.

My name sounds like a character out of some kind of old video game, or at least like a lvel in an old video game. It looks so foreign being displayed before me on the screen in our apartment before the games begin, my escort wishes she had my name, I told her I'd happily swap and she just laughed squeakily. I had been chopping down trees with my father for the past two years and had good arm muscles as a result of it, I nearly decapitated the boy from District 2 as a result during training and now he has it in for me. I don't mind though, I have it in for him too. My result flashes across the screen and before I know it I'm being dragged into a fierce hug by my escort, I scored a ten. The first person not from 1, 2 or 4 to do so. Perhaps it was because I wrote the name of that District 2 boy on the dummy before throwing three axes into three precious parts of his body that earned me such a score, I don't know. But the next day my mentor informed me that every other District but 2 wanted to form an alliance with me.

22.

Revell Nadian, Female, District 3.

I won, because everyone cheated but me. It was the fastest games to ever be played, faster than even the first games. Everyone had become so used to cheating, nowadays everyone sprinted off to the Cornucopia during the countdown, paying it no heed. But it was there for a reason. They warned us not to do it this year, I listened to them. You must always listen to them, but no one else did. I could hear them humming ever so slightly below my feet. So when every other tribute but myself stepped off their podium early, the landmines were triggered and blew each and everyone of them sky high. I was stunned, but not stunned enough for the whole of the Capitol to laugh at what was to be my catchphrase. "You should have paid attention to the rules, shame."

23.

Shaun Strokes, Male, District 6.

The new station in the training centre caught my eye at once and once I was there I knew I never wanted to leave, I was more than content there. It had all the paints I could ever want for, a rainbow's arsenal of colours, every shade I could ever think of. It was so peaceful to drown out the grunts of the other tributes as I painted myself into the grass, then the dirt, then the trees. I had casually painted when I had the time at home but never taken it seriously before now, I never bothered going to another station. Even the instructor begged me to try something different, as did my mentor but I was never one to listen much. It was only when I slipped the knife out of the boy from 1's pocket on his way past me did I realise I stood a chance of winning, when he nearly had a heart attack when I pounced on him later from the very tree he lent against.

24.

Mahogany Arabit, Female, District 1.

The Capitol are going to extreme lengths now. Every aspect of the Hunger Games is going to be broadcasted from now on, the chariot rides, the results of our private training session with the gamemakers along with the whole of the games. It's brutal, I hate being dress up in the most ridiculous costumes to try and get us sponsors. My stylist is an absolute idiot. I look like a giant shiny disco ball it's grotesque, gaudy and down right ridiculous. I refuse to step onto my chariot in it. It's going to lose me more sponsors that this would ever gain me. They push me onto the damned thing anyway and some of the fabric tears as I readjust my position on the rolling chariot anyway. The crowd screams as they always do but it seems to lack luster, I wasn't about to go down for my stylist's mistake so with my two hands and my freshly manicured nails I ripped at the fabric, destroying with diva image they were trying to display so well till there a rips, tears and the whole dress is completely ruined but as I glance up at myself I notice I seem slightly off kilter, dangerous. I am angry as I carry on ripping revealing my lovely body from underneath the sparkles and then I tilt my head up, ignoring the stares from my District partner and flash the most dazzling smile I can muster as the arm straps fall to the floor. The crowd screams at once at my new ferocious look and I carry on blowing kisses and schmoozing them all and they absolutely adore me. They are chanting my name and it sounds good reverberating around me. After my games a new fashion style sprung up in the Capitol and while my stylist might still hate me, she knows to always have some kind of rip or flash of skin in all my dresses now.

Coming up with names for the tributes is by far the best part, trying to make them coincide with the Districts or have a significant meaning. Sky Canopy is a particular favourite haha.

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