So I'm taking Hopps' advice and will do Districts 4,8,11,12 for the 2nd half. I'm actually quite glad that my writing is good and people are liking the tributes. I'm proud to present District 4.
Thank you Nightcat, Crystal Heart, Adithya23, Maitriix
My Harry Potter fans out there will understand why I had too mention it. I also tried to be funny but probably didn't work.
Pearl Never (14,4)
Being the girl from 4, I was expected to be a career and train at the academy. I was not that girl but a fun and caring one. I started training at the academy to help me against my own problems but it's not for glory but for protection.
"What happened to your face?" My only best friend, Marsha asked. She examined my face and saw many bruises had dusted over my pale skin. It was so stereotypical to assume that everyone from four had olive skin or tan skin and turquoise eyes along with dirty-blonde hair. I wasn't anything of those things. I had brown eyes and pale blonde hair that practically turned white in the sun. I had scarlet lips that looked like I put on lipstick on every morning. I was not allowed to wear any make-up because my foster parents wanted me to get laughed at every damn day. I already knew I looked quite hideous so I never had looked in a mirror in my life. It wasn't that I was afraid of them, I was just afraid of my reflection. It was quite stupid really, being afraid of mirrors. I had been born ugly and everyone knew that, calling me ugly everyday.
"I fell," I lied to her. If Marsha knows the truth then she will no longer be best friends with me. Marsha had believed those lies I told her about being clumsy. I wasn't clumsy, I was actually being abused at home. I had gotten in the way a lot, and my foster parents had beat me up a lot. I was no longer in the system and they hadn't cared about me. When I was adopted by them, they were the perfect family that anyone could imagine. It just all started suddenly when I got a bad report from my teachers and they just started getting mad at me for every little thing I did to them.
"You got to be more careful," Marsha shrugged. Marsha wasn't concerned about me as long as I told her the lies that came with it. I knew the old saying "best friends tell each other everything'' but how can I, when Marsha finds out the truth she would no longer be friends any more. I didn't blame her, I wouldn't want to be my friend either. But luckily, Marsha wasn't the curious type.
I was a liar and nothing will change it. I had a hard time telling the truth, since lying had came so naturally to me after telling so many lies over the past year. I had countless scars on my arms and wrists from cutting myself. I wasn't an attention seeker nor a teenage girl who had her boyfriend dumped her. I had never received my first kiss or had boyfriend. I was being abused and people often missed that. It wasn't a clearly mystery of why I don't live with my parents.
Boating accidents were common and my parents had been there on the wrong time. I had mourned over their deaths but now I was over it. I didn't miss them as much but I still felt a small hole in my heart.
I headed to the academy before I faced hell at home. I saw a free instructor in the corner and I headed over there.
"What do you want to do?" He asked me as I approached him.
"Hand to hand combat," I told him.
We practiced and I learned how to block the hits a lot better. I thought I was ready to face them and but I don't know until I go home.
As I approached my home, I started sweating. I had to face them but how...
They started yelling at me but I stood there not listening. Sirana, foster mom, punched me in the stomach and I fell to the floor and gasped for breath. When will this hell be over...
Andromeda "Mia" Waters (14,4)
The day the world had ended was the day my parents had got on that boat and the boat had crashed into a rock, and killed everyone on the ship. I had turned to books and books didn't define you. I would define myself.
"Come on, Mia. Go have some fun," Kim urged.
"Let me finish this chapter first," I told her, flipping the page to my favorite book of all time, Alice in Wonderland. The Capitol had banned many books from the old world including Alice in Wonderland. The poor, ignorant Capitol hasn't got a clue that there was a black market underground. A select few had knew that there was old things in the black market and I was one of them.
Before my parents had died, they had traded things for the antiques we have now. I had traded many things for the books I have now such as my algebra books and my clothes for the items I had wanted.
"Ugh, fine. You go head and read while I have more fun and play volleyball with those cute guys." Kim had rushed off to those cute guys she saw and I was left alone to ponder on my thoughts.
I got up and headed towards my destination; the black market. I needed new books, a few historical books and maybe a few classical.
As I reached the black market hidden inside the market full of fish, I began to feel the lack of confidence. When my parents had died, I was so afraid of going in there that I avoided going in. Eventually after a few months, I had entered. I had never felt the lack of confidence since I entered without my parents what had changed?
I muttered the password and went inside. A few lamps had shown light but it was pretty dark. There wasn't a lot of stands open today which was strange since it was open 24/7. I knew I was risking it going in the day but I didn't care about it. I saw a stand full of books and went to that direction.
I looked through the books and saw a book called Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. I had never saw it in my life and books that were published in the late 1900's was pretty much extinct. The paper had turned yellow but it was still in good condition and I could touch it without in crumbling; it seemed that it had been preserved very well. I saw more books of Harry Potter and grabbed them.
"How much?" I asked.
"Free. On the house. No one seems to want it. Keep it safe as its the last copy out of the millions that had been published. It was the only books that had been found," the man whispered to me.
I tucked the seven books into my bag and carried it back home. I couldn't wait to read it!
Delta Pikes (16,4)
"Mamma, you have to get better," I begged her, tears falling down my face. Mamma stroked my mousey hair out of my face. Her blue eyes seem had sparkled underneath the lighting that seemed to flicker, sometimes casting a shadow in the room.
"Delta, you're a brave child but mamma's time is up," Mamma whispered, her eyes were fighting to stay open but she had closed them and never opened them again...
It was funny of what a girl can do to get rid of the pain. I had seemed to focus on the academy and I had been attending it a lot ever since Mamma had died. I shot another spear at the dummy but I had never really had held a spear before, so I had used the same way the trident was hold.
I knew I had to prepare a speech for the memorial but I didn't want to. It had been a few weeks since Mamma had died but I knew I had to keep myself busy or I would feel the pain.
"So what does a spoon say to another spoon when someone insults them?" I asked Meriah, one of my friends.
"I don't know," Meriah admitted.
"They're acting all uppity and snobbity like some sort of fork," I told her, I tried to keep the laugh from escaping me.
Mariah laughed.
"So as I put on lip gloss this morning, I had noticed that my hair was orange instead of its usual brown hair. I had took a shower because I thought I had forgotten to rinse my hair out but after I realized after another shower that I had an orange wig on," I joked.
"Tell another on," Meriah encouraged.
"So I was home alone and I thought I saw something in the mirror but it turned out to be a jacket and a cap on it making it look like someone was in the house."
I told her a few jokes and I had finished my speech for the memorial with a couple of jokes to lighten up the mood.
Justin Shore (18,4)
I had a crush on Delta for a long time ever since I had saved her from drowning and I hoped she knew that I existed.
*Flashback *
I was sitting on the patio enjoying a nice, cold lemonade as the sun blazed drown on us. It was usual for the weather to get really warm during the summer and at the time, it was in the 90's that day. I would've been swimming out in the ocean but I decided I was to awesome to swim and instead I just watched over everyone as I sipped on lemonade.
I had heard someone crying out, trying to swim back to shore. I may not been the sharpest tool in the shed but I knew when someone was in danger. I jumped off the patio and ran towards the screaming girl. Why was I the only one hearing those screams but everyone else was ignoring her.
I ran out of the house and hopped over people's stuff and I can't see her anymore. I hopped in and swam around trying to find the girl but I couldn't see her. The salt burned my eyes but I had to find her. I saw a wisp of mousey hair and I instantly knew it was her.
Her skin was pale and her lips were turning blue from the lack of oxygen. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her up from the ocean. Once I did that she had started to cough and she had opened her eyes. Her icy blue eyes had stared at me and she pulled away from me.
I met her on shore. "Thank you. I'm Delta Pikes," the girl now known as Delta said.
"I'm-" Before I could introduce myself to her, she was already gone. She had just left me drench in my clothes, awestruck since I was in love with her. She had stole my heart that day and I still love her to this day, only if she knows I exist.
*end of flashback *
And now I here I was, standing in the eighteen year old section as I stared at Delta who was walking up on the stage.
I had shouted I volunteer after the girls were done volunteering for getting reaped.
Triton Wells (17,4)
I reeled in the fish and put the crazy fish in the bucket. I was confident that I wasn't going to be those unlucky tributes that got reaped and never survived. I hoped I wasn't going to be reaped after my girlfriend had been chosen to participate in the games last year.
I had finished fishing and gave them to the person who wanted me to catch fish. The man gave me my cash and I headed towards home. I counted the money along the way home. Five... Seven... Ten... Fifteen... Twenty, it was a little too much money. The man had offered to pay me eighteen dollars and he had gave me twenty instead. I wasn't complaining about the money I needed it.
I already knew I wasn't going to get reaped, there was other people that can get reaped and other people was going to volunteer for them. After all, District 4 was a career district, even though District 4 wasn't a hard core career district, we still had our share of volunteers.
I entered into my house and tucked my money inside my pocket. I needed the extra money to buy Ara a birthday present. Ara's birthday was coming up and had to get her the perfect birthday present.
I ate breakfast and got changed into my reaping clothes.
Ara and I walked to the reaping. I signed in and Ara had failed to mutter her name so I told the peacekeeper her name. We stood in the seventeen year old until the escort, Mallie Reynolds had bounced up the stage.
We watched the video and it was finally time to reveal who the tributes was going to be for this year's Hunger Games.
"Delta Pikes."
A girl named Delta walked up the stage confidently.
"Coral Sanders."
"I volunteer!" someone shouted.
"Andromeda Waters."
"Crabbin Maylack."
"I volunteer!"
"Triton Wells."
Out of the thousands that could've got reaped, I did. Why was I the unlucky one? Ara gasped and clung to my arm, tightly. I loosed her grip and walked up on the stage. If I acted confident then I can gain sponsors and with sponsors can get me back home alive.
Luke Cahill (17,4)
I reeled in the fish. I had to stay strong and keep in the income for the family. Everyone was counting on me including mom and and my brother. I still missed my dad but he died when I was younger.
"Luke, you've been working much too hard," Amanda told me. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into a kiss. "You need a break."
"Amanda, sweetheart. You know I have to keep an income coming," I said to me.
"We could go skinny dipping together," Amanda suggested.
"I could see you aren't going to give up... Fine," I told her.
Amanda and I took our clothes off and we hopped into the ocean. Amanda splashed water at me and I splashed her back.
We continued to splash each other until Amanda announced playing Marco Polo. I closed my eyes and Amanda fled away from me.
I called out Marco Polo a few times before I heard Polo coming from my side. I tagged her. I then opened my eyes and saw Amanda's eyeballs rolling into the back of her head and yellow eyes replaced them. Amanda's hair changed into long, silky blonde locks and her nails had turned into claws. She had turned into a siren...
She had clutched me tightly and pulled me under the ocean and I knew nothing else...
I took a small gasp and opened my eyes. Amanda had slept peacefully next to me and she opened her eyes to reveal to yellow eyes and she whispered to me, "Did you miss me, sweetheart."
I closed my eyes once more and I could hear music playing in the background. Amanda snuggled next to me and murmured, "Go back to sleep and stop dreaming about those sirens."
And I did just that. It was always the sirens I had when Amanda slept over.
So that's it. District 4 is done, I know this took longer than it should have. We have 1 more Career district left after this.
Questions:
Update your tribute list
Did I do a good job on the humorous part? It was my first time writing humor
For the Chariot, I was thinking do like a tribute from each district but I don't know. Which POV should I for a district and why?
Sponsor System:
I think I already revealed it like a couple chapters ago but I don't remember. So the Sponsor system is the questions I leave at the bottom and they count as 1 point each for each question. Even though I'll probably get a few migraines here and there, I hope its worth it.
Items:
Food:
Dried Fruit: 2
Loaf of bread: 4
Jerky: 4
Small meal (1 type of meat and 1 fruit or vegetable): 10
Hearty meal: 12
Full meal: 16
Clothing:
Shoes: 16
Athletic shirt: 12
Shorts/Pants: 14
Socks: 8
Hair ties: 6
Survival items:
Matches: 2
Flint/Steel: 4
Rope: 2
Tent: 6 person- 18, 12 person - 22, 18 person (max)- 30
Blanket: 8
Night time sunglasses: 14
Weapons:
Sword of choice: 46
Trident: 44
Spear: 38
Bow of choice: 50
Arrows: 4 per arrow
Quiver: empty is 11 and arrows is 20
Whip: 24
Knives: type. 1 knife =6, 2=12, 4=24
Crossbow: 30
Crossbow with arrows: 40
Shield: 50
Personal engraving: 56
Medicine and any other weapons must be sought to the head game maker for approval (in which case that would be me)
Water:
Empty water bottle: 4
Water bottle with water: 8
Drinking water tabs for unclean water: 10