Surprises Chapter 36: Explosion by Pochapal, literature
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Surprises Chapter 36: Explosion
Afya Zahirah, 16, District 11 Tribute
Rubbing my eyes in exhaustion, I continue to follow the path of the mountain, Maia close behind me. The sun has nearly set entirely, meaning that we'll have to find somewhere to settle down for the night soon. Also, from travelling around the mountain, I've found out two things. The first is that we can't go any higher, and the second is that each smoking tribute tunnel leads to an identical room layout to our own. They're also all probably connected to the same lake of lava. So we didn't have bad luck nearly dying in there, we had good luck in that we survived with minor injuries.
As the lush, green mo
Surprises Chapter 32: Shattered by Pochapal, literature
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Surprises Chapter 32: Shattered
April Holme, 14, District 12 Tribute
I sit on a branch, eating one of the legs of the turkeys we were sponsored yesterday. Normally, by this point, most tributes would be starving to death. But no, right now, we're all eating a nice lunch, courtesy of one drunkard of District 12. At first, I pretty much hated Haymitch's guts, but after this sponsor gift, I have realised that he's either a genius, or just lucky with his gifts.
Tossing away the bare bone of the leg, I hop down from the tree, and land expertly on the forest floor below. I walk a little further forwards, and emerge in our little camp. Right now, both Hunter and Magnum are sitti
I still remember when Finnick taught me to swim. Not just me, but all of the sixes. It was a cloudy, rainy, gloomy day. He was so graceful, even at eleven. He moved through the water like magic. As I watched him dive beneath the foamy crests, and felt the steady push and pull of the waves against my body, I could almost forget the reason I was there. I say 'almost' because none of us can ever forget what we were doing. We were in training, as each of us had been since reaching the age of five.
Being an orphan in District 4 meant being responsible for preserving the innocence of children lucky enough to have people to miss them. We
Surprises Chapter 24: Restoration by Pochapal, literature
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Surprises Chapter 24: Restoration
Emerald Glitters, 18, District 1 Tribute
I munch slowly on the apple, savouring the sweet flavour of the moist red fruit. I finish the apple, and throw it to the floor, taking a sip of my water as I stalk the rich and fertile section of the tropical forest. Yesterday was good; we managed to take out ten tributes within the first twenty minutes; three tributes shy of the record. Oh well, even if I don't get out of here in record time, I'll still give the Capitol a show they won't soon forget.
I raise my spear as a rustling noise sounds out from one of the denser parts of the trees. Perfect, another tribute. It may not be the first kill of t
Virtual Hunger Games-Scenario 14- The Grand Finale by Pochapal, literature
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Virtual Hunger Games-Scenario 14- The Grand Finale
Alanna Pyre:
I'm sorry, Zach.
Hey, someone get the reconstruction gel, pronto!
You see, we have decided to give her, a second chance, if you will.
Damn it, you forgot that the venom would run through her body faster due to her small size!
But that isn't all, tributes! We have another tribute waiting in the wings, prepared to kill. So watch out!
Sir, we've found a way to keep her sentience!
Excellent; we want the audience to know that she was the perfect choice for this.
Okay, Sarah's body is in the hovercraft.
Not now, he's still too close. Let him get the healing potion first. He'll need it.
Ready? Launch in three... Two... One...
Virtual Hunger Games-Scenario 13 by Pochapal, literature
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Virtual Hunger Games-Scenario 13
Alanna Pyre:
Alanna's eyes refused to shut. Her body ached all over. She sat up, and a wave of nausea took over. She held her head to stop the spinning, but it didn't stop. It was cold. Very cold. Alanna zipped her jacket up, and looked out of her cart. It was pitch black; not even midnight, but very close. A scent hit her nostrils, and she began to salivate at the aroma of fresh blood. Her eyes grew wide as she realised that she was craving blood.
"No!" Alanna cried out weakly. She felt extremely hungry, and dehydrated, despite the fact that she had gorged herself a few hours previously. She pulled out her chicken and water, and began to e
Virtual Hunger Games-Scenario 12 by Pochapal, literature
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Virtual Hunger Games-Scenario 12
Alanna Pyre:
Alanna slowly drifted back into consciousness. Her eyes opened, and she sat up, a searing pain shooting through her arm. The flesh was slightly singed, and pink. The squirrel had done more damage than she had hoped for. At least it wasn't her throwing arm. She pulled out one of the chickens, and ate half of it, filling her shrunken stomach. She then necked half of one of the two bottles of water, and stood up.
The anthem began to play once more, and Alanna stepped outside of the building she was resting in, to see the seal appearing in the early morning sunlight. Throughout the arena, she could see clouds of smoke soaring high
Virtual Hunger Games-Scenario 11 by Pochapal, literature
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Virtual Hunger Games-Scenario 11
Alanna Pyre:
Four left. That was it. Only four tributes remained. The boy from Ten, the girl from Eight, the psycho from Five, and herself.
"Not long now Alanna." She smiled darkly as she played with one of Aluma's throwing knives. The gullible fool never stood a chance. None of them did. They were all too concerned about friendships and other petty matters to realise that Alanna had been killing them off slowly in a subtle manner. Even going as far back as training, Alanna was preparing for dealing with allies. The weapons she chose were all weapons that would kill quickly and quietly; the knives, which she could throw from long distances,
Virtual Hunger Games-Scenario 10 by Pochapal, literature
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Virtual Hunger Games-Scenario 10
Alanna Pyre:
Alanna opened her eyes. She had fallen asleep on the doorstep after seeing the fallen for last night. First up was Caleb, which had caught her by surprise slightly, but she bottled the emotions up. At the end of the day, he was just another obstacle in her way of getting home. Next up was Caera, and that had been the last straw. Aluma and April had broken down, and hid away inside the building, leaving Alanna to see the final death; the girl from 10. One of the Cold Killers. Unfortunately, it hadn't been the psychotic boy from 5, and he was the biggest threat to her right now.
Alanna walked into the small room, and found April
April's Games: A MockingJay Tribute Story Part 9 by Banana-Baa2012, literature
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April's Games: A MockingJay Tribute Story Part 9
APRIL HOLM; DISTRICT 12; AGE 14
DAY 5- THE FEAST
The booming voice of Claudius Templesmith fills the air, waking my friends up and generally shocking us. "Good morning, tributes. All of you managed to survive the super mutts from yesterday with no sponsor gifts, so today, the Gamemakers have decided to be generous. Waiting at the Cornucopia are 3 black boxes. Each one contains supplies desperately needed y each group of tributes. One is for the Anti-careers, one for the Cold Killers and one for those not in an alliance. Good luck tributes!""
His voice stops and I'm left thinking that all Gamemakers need to be truly evil is a cackle, bit li