CommodoreTN posted... Amazing start. You plan on doing one a day or more spaced out?
Well im away this weekend, but i have the day off work on Thurs, so i plan D2 tomorrow, D3 Wednesday, and D4 and 5 on Thursday. Then i'll message the tributes some questions for the interview chapter, get some personalities of the characters involved, and then will write up that chapter (which may have to be split in to two) on Sunday when i have time.
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Aw yeeah I get to be the well-trained, experienced old dude! I could never decide between Chris and Ryoko here because you two are both awesome, but you both have my full support and I will do anything I can to ensure that district 1 strikes first. May the best (one of Caelus' favorite users) win!
and yeah Ayv considering I haven't posted much I'll send you a PM later with some more details based on how you've made me so far :)
-- I never said anything about banging her. Also, I wouldn't bang her. -LusterSoldier (on a fat pageant mom whose daughter chugs Mt. Dew)
Well it's good to know that each District description chapter has the drawings done.
*Looks at who has been picked*
OH COME ON! Ryoko and CHRIS! This is going to be interesting at the very least.
I can't wait to see who else gets selected to for the games.
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I bring order and chaos, I am life and death, creator and destroyer, just like the rest of humanity. My bunnyslug: http://img.imgcake.com/nio/catapngzu.png
The Layton District, more commonly known as District 2, contain some of the greatest minds in Contestia. Although not as well off as the bigwigs of District 1, the civilians of District 2 knew that as a whole, they were intellectually better off. Architects, scientists, researchers, amongst other highly regarded professionals were abundant in District 2.
Most of the newer buildings within District 1 were actually designed by members of District 2, which annoyed 1ers to no end, and some were even reluctant to live or work in said buildings. District pride is quite something.
Crimson Ocean was one of those architects involved in designing the new hospital within District 1. Today was just another day of work to her. As she took a sip from her morning coffee, and looked down at her rough designs for a new park within her area, she tried to push the fact that it was Draw Day to the back of her mind. She ran her delicate fingers through her long red hair and sighed.
Crimson knew the ongoing rivalry and dislike between District 1 and 2 was at its highest during The Hunger Games, and some of those in the area truly relished the competition, always looking to get one up on the Phoenix District, and although she always cheered on the tributes from her own District, she wondered that if she ever did get chosen Could she handle the responsibility?
One man that knew he could handle the responsibility was Deadpool. By 8am he had already been running on the treadmill for an hour, making sure that he could be as fit as he could be in case he was chosen today. Deadpools brother had died in The Games two years ago, by a District 1er, and Deadpool had vowed to get his revenge one day. His day job was a Professor at the local university, teaching physics. He never socialised after work, more interested in going to the gym and remaning fit and lean, just in case.
------------------- So its that day again eh Stan? asked a man with dark hair, which fell gracefully over one eye.
That it is Regaro That it is. Answered Stan, a balding man in his mid 30s. He studied the test tube sample in front of him, and wrote an assortment of letters and numbers on the side of it, ones which only he and his colleagues understood.
Guess that cure for cancer will have to wait for a day Regaro chuckled.
Well if one of us gets chosen and wins, well have more than enough money to carry on our research for years. Stan said positively.
True But would you not just take the high life in the Capital City if you won?! Regaro asked.
I dunno, probably not, I love this place We do alright. Stan replied.
District pride and all that Regaro laughed again.
Precisely. Stan smiled.
------------------------ Semi looked at his watch. 10:30am. An hour and a half until the draw. He was in two minds about being chosen. He didnt deny that he was ready, but he doubted whether he could kill if it came down to it.
Semi was a professional writer, and had created many influential novels, and mainly kept himself to himself. No-one ever really knew the man behind the words. He wrote the official story of the first ever Hunger Games as he watched it on the big screens, documenting Duke Nukems famous win. The book sell hundreds of thousands and was a huge hit, but many of his fellow District 2 citizens shafted him from social events as he had documented a District 1 winner.
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Since then Semi had slowly gained back his reputation within his own district. He felt that if he got selected, he could truly win back their hearts by winning The Games, and then all would be forgiven He just had to survive Maybe kill a few people, if he could bring himself to do it.
Only an hour and a half eh? Came a voice from behind him.
A man in his mid twenties with scruffy short brown hair, yet still managed to maintain a very smart and respectable appearance, sat down in the café opposite him.
Semi let out a large sigh. Yep. He replied. How would you feel if you got picked Dexter?
Dexter let out a short laugh I honestly dont know my friend. Guess it would have to happen first for me to truly know.
Spoken like a true philosopher Semi smiled.
----------------- After the rebellion ended, Ytter had tried to retreat to his home within what is now District 1. Instead, he had been forced by King Links men in to District 2, claiming his place was now there, saying he didnt have the required status or funds to be part of District 1 anymore.
Ytter had lived in misery for years, and tried to get back in to the Phoenix District on countless occasions, but none of his fellow 1ers has even tried to help him. He then began to detest everything in District 1 and used what money he had to set up his new life in District 2, finally swearing a private allegiance to them.
As he walked through the sunlit streets he now recognised as his home, Ytter smiled to himself. He shielded the sun from his eyes and glanced left, the direction of his past life, a life he now glad hed left behind. He wanted to get picked today. He wanted to bring glory to District 2.
Not walking far behind Ytter was a man called Gravy. A chef at one of the most expensive restaurants within the District. He had an opposite tale. Originally from District 4, his culinary skills caught the eye of a Placement Officer. Placement Officers were men employed from the capital to monitor the Districts, and make any living changes, so everyone was in their rightful place. Gravy benefited from the scheme and began a much more prosperous life in District 2.
Gravy was biting his nails though. Although he had now been living in District 2 for 3 years, he still had the mentality of a 4sie. He remembered the Draw Days in his old district, where his friends would be crying, praying not to be picked on the day. He had come so far now, had a solid job, a solid life, he didnt want to lose all of that by being picked, and potentially, or in Gravys mind, probably dying.
------------------------- These equations are wrong! Theyre all ****ing wrong!!! Shouted Maniac at the top of his voice, throwing the marker pen on the floor.
The white board in front of him was covered in numbers and letters, dashes and smudges, senseless equations to the uninformed.
A handsome, tall man with short spiky blue hair leant down to pick up the marker his colleague had thrown down. Calm down Maniac, well work it out soon.
Maniac, the hot tempered scientist, tried to calm his breathing. Youre right Zazi, but you know how annoyed I get. He thrust his hands in to his pockets, as he always did when he tried to calm down.
I know the guys from the Capital are getting on our back about this and they want it done, but they can bloody wait. Zazi exclaimed. Perfection takes time.
Zazi and Maniac were some of the finest chemists within the country, and had been appointed by the Capital to find a cure for King Links daughters mysterious illness. The whole topic had been hush hush and Zazi and Maniac had been sworn to secrecy when informed of the situation. But Links daughter was getting worse, and Zazi and Maniac were yet to find a cure.
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Maniac hunched over the desk in front of him. Unlike the tall, young and handsome Zazi, Maniac was a short, slightly chunky man with round glasses.
Zazi looked at his watch. Anyway, we have to get going to the square, its almost time for the tribute draw.
Maniac laughed. I dont even see why we need to go. Theres absolutely no way the Capital will allow our names to be in the draw in the current situation. They need us!
I wouldnt be so sure. Zazi said nervously. Either way, we should probably attend, otherwise you know what happens.
Maniac of course knew what happened if you were found out to have been absent from Draw Day. You were killed. He grumbled at the thought, but he knew how ruthless King Link was, he wouldnt be surprised if their names hadnt been exempt with their failure to find a cure for his daughter, but if one of their names was read out, then Link would surely be the one to lose out.
-------------------- The mayor of District 2 finished giving his usual speech of district pride, and what a great year it had been, and to win The Games would top it all off.
The man that stepped up next to draw out the names was an ex District 2 winner, who was met with wild cheers as he waved and acknowledged the crowd.
Dr Gordon Freeman was an ex-scientist, but after winning The Games he was now living the high life in Bordate. An unlikely winner, as he was a large outsider in the betting ring, he used his intellect and cunning to overcome his competitors in a fascinating games.
Remember He shouted, before dipping his hand in to the bowl full of tiny slips of paper. It takes brains to win The Games, not just brawn.
He pulled out the first piece of paper and read out the name.
Deadpool Eagles
Deadpool pumped his fist excitedly and made his way through the crowd, some people were patting him on the back and congratulating him, others breathing huge sighs of relief as there was only one more name to be read out.
Deadpool jumped up on the stage and faced the crowd, thrusting his arms in the air. As Gordon came over to speak to him, Deadpool grabbed the microphone out of his hand and addressed the crowd.
I will win these games fellow Laytonians! He shouted. I will do it for my brother who died in these games several years ago. I will destroy every District 1 scum that gets in my way!
The last sentence sent the crowd in to raptures. Gordon Freeman, at first taken aback by the actions of Deadpool, was now nodding and smiling. He looked back at the mayor and mouthed to him I think weve got ourselves another winner.
Once the crowd had settled down and Deadpool had taken his place beside the mayor, Freeman drew out the second name. The crowd held their breath.
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You gotta be kidding me! Yelled Maniac What the hell are they thinking?! He turned round to face his colleague, who was looking surprisingly far more calm than he was.
Its fine. Zazi answered Its all the luck of the draw right? It would have been unfair to have taken us out anyway.
But I cant solve our little problem without you! Maniac pleaded.
Of course you can Zazi smiled You are far older and wiser than me, youll be fine.
Zazi Gaudo Came the call from the stage again. Come on up, youve been chosen!
Zazi started to walk towards the stage. The crowd sensed his uneasiness, despite his attempts to try and hide it, and he didnt get as big of a cheer as Deadpool did, but more looks of concern and comfort.
Gordon walked over to Zazi as he walked up on stage. You alright there kid? He asked.
Yeh Im fine Zazi replied calmly. Just gotta do my best for the District He said as he turned to the crowd.
Behind him, Deadpool led the applause, nodding in agreement.
So there we have it District 2 Gordon shouted through the continuous applause. Your Hunger Games tributes!
Chapter End
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