Piper Curetti District 12A
"Please welcome Piper Curetti from District 12!" The crowd cheers for Piper as she walks on stage.
PiperI put on my charming smile and walk onto the stage, "Hello people of Panem!" I yell as I sit down.
As you sit down you notice the chair next to you is empty. Then the stage turns dark. When the lights turn back on you see a beautiful woman sitting next to you. "Hello!" She says. Her voice is like silk as you here it on stage. "Now let's begin! Now Piper you're from District 12, so tell us about your home!"
Piper they're really pullin out all the stops aren't they?"Um, there isnt much to tell, I lived on the streets," I mutter, hoping they can't pick up my words
The woman nods and gives you an almost real smile of understanding. "What about your family?" She asks.
PiperMy eyes water, remembering my family. "My parents were shot 5 years ago and my brother committed suicide after the reaping," I say and try to smile but a tear slides down my face. "He was my best friend,"
The woman now has a look of fake sadness on her face, but it looks so real. "Ok!" She tries to change the subject and puts a happy smile on he face. "What skills do you think you have for the Hunger Games?"
Piper"a cold heart when it comes to killing and revenge." I say proud and wipe the tears from my face.
She nods taking in every detail. "What about allies? Do you have any yet?"
Piper"Who gives a crap about allies, I'm just gonna get killed or kill them!" I yell "If it comes down to me and another tribute, I might as well kill myself. I have nothing to go back to. They have families, friends, homes, what do I have? Trash? A corpse?"
"Well if you win then you'll go back to your home as a champion. You'll have a brand new house!"
Piper"And then what? I become a drunken idiot? Or just sink away into nothingness?" fury burning in my eyes
The interviewer takes no notice of her comment and moves on. "What do you think the arena will be like?"
PiperI think it will a place like a forest or desert. " I comment decide on actually answering the questions.
The interviewer nods. "Do you think it'll be anything unrealistic?"
Piper"Ive never thought of that,"
"Now that you have are any ideas popping into your head?"
Piper"yea like what if all there is is a steel floor and everything made of metal?" I ask
The interviewer smiles and nods. You realize that her smile cannot be real. "That would be cool wouldn't it!"
Piper I nod in fake interest with her. "Yep"
The interviewer smiles again and then looks down at her wrist. Then she looks back at you. "Well that's all the time we have left! Do you have anything to say to the audience?"
Piper"Please support me!" I yell, smile and bounce off the stage
"And that was Piper from District 12 everybody!"
"Now we have Fatima from District 9!" The crowd explodes with cheering as Fatima walks on stage.
"Thank you!", I said smiling brilliantly at crowd and at Helena.
(I'm just the interviewer not myself...)
You sit down with with beautiful woman. Her smile is perfect as she waves at the crowd. "Let's begin!" She says. Her voice is perfect and smooth. "Fatima you're from District 9 so why don't you tell us about your home!"
"My home...umm...it's lovely! We all live together like a family, except some of us. And we are known for grain processing. And you know how important food is."I answer as confidently as possible looking stunned at the amazingly beautiful woman in front of me.
The interviewer gives you her perfect smile again. "Well that sounds wonderful! Can you tell me about your family?"
"Well! My father has never been supportive. Very harsh to me instead.That's the reason I ran away from home." I said, my eyes watering a bit."But my mother is amazing and I love her more than myself or infact anyone".Blushing a bit I continue, "And I have boyfriend back home who is my life" And send a flying kiss towards the camera hoping he might see me this time.
The interviewer gives you a concerning nod that looks pretty much real. It surprises you. "Well do you have any skills that will help you get home to your boyfriend?" She asks.
Relaxed at interviewer's calming nature I reply, "I just want to be a worthy opponent to all the amazing tributes here. And I am sort of skilled in sword fighting. I have defeated many back home, even boys!", a grin spread across my face remembering the memories back home.
She gasps. "You had access to swords in District 9!?!" Now she has a true look of concern on her face.
I laugh at her concerned look, "Not the real, steel ones. Just some wooden ones, but it still helps you learn the swish and hits!".
Her scared expression went away and her calm smile returned. "Well if it helps train you for the Hunger Games then I guess it's a good thing!"
I smile gladly, "Indeed It does. It started as playing with my friend but later we both learned some serious tricks!"
She smiles back. "That sounds lovely! What other skills do you have?"
"I am ok at hand-to-hand combat I guess! Well lets hope what's the arena is like!", I said smiling at interviewer.
"What do you think the arena will be like?"
"Ah! Seriously, no clue! Maybe desert or a forest creeping with poisonous insects and few edible plants...no idea! But I am ready for whatever comes!" I try to be confident.
She nods. "Did you ever think of anything... I don't know anything that couldn't happen today?"
Confused at her question I ask, "Explain please?"
"Put your hands together for Immortus from District 4!" The crowd cheers as Immortus walks on stage.
Immortus: I walked onto the stage and froze in front of the lights. I hated lights. Why: Lights reminded me of what I saw before my brother died. But I kept walking. for him.
When you sit down next to the interviewer you notice she's beautiful. The most beautiful woman you've ever seen. Her smile is perfect and she looks at you. "So you're from District 4 Immortus! How's it like there?" As she speaks to you, you notice her voice is perfect no falters or anything.
Immortus: No matter how beautiful she is I'll never like her more than Ida. "I don't know. I guess pretty nice."
"What's it like?" For a second you just can't stop staring then realization hits and you turn away as you answer.
Immortus: No. Ida was the only one. "It's nice. Not as nice as this place, but nice. I have three siblings. One died. It used to be four. I have a girlfriend..her name is Ida."
Her face shows interest. "How is she? Ida."
Immortus: As if she really cared. "She's nice. And she cares about me. And...She listens. She's the only one that really does." Suddenly I feel like getting up and walking away.
She nods slowly. "You should know Immortus. At this moment, the whole world is listening."
Immortus: "Yeah. Yeah well not to what I really have to say." I get up and leave.
If you looked back you would of seen the interviewer smile. "And that's Immortus everybody!"
(am I done?)
(yep cause you ended it early)
Autumn District 11A
"Please welcome Autumn from District 11!" At this the crowd cheers as Autumn walks on stage to greet them.
Autumn"Here we go.." thought Autumn as she crossed the stage. Hesitantly, she raised her hand to wave to the crowd when in reality, she was really just blocking the bright lights from her face. Putting on a small smile she said "Hello, everyone!" as cheery as possible. Then again, who could really be cheery at a time like this?
As you sit down next to the interviewer you notice she's perfect. Literally perfect. Her hair, face, and voice is so smooth and perfect you wonder how someone like this could be real, but then she begins. "Welcome Autumn! Can you tell us about your home?"
Autumn studied the interviewer . She had perfect hair , teeth , even nails . Perfect everything . How could this be possible ? As she speaks , Autumn refocused as if being pulled out of a trance . "Well , it's nothing like the Capitol , that's for sure" she said laughing slightly .
The interviewer nods, "How's it different?"
Autumn thought for a moment . It was a harder question that you'd think . "Well , for one , we usually don't dress this fancy for anything back home" she said , twirling in her dress to show it off.
The interviewer smiles again. That perfect smile. "That is a wonderful dress!"
"Thanks! My prep team is amazing!" she beamed as if she was apart of the team herself . Anything to keep the spot light off of herself . Anything to keep her from getting nervous .
"So you're liking the Capitol then?" She smiles at that, that perfect smile...
Autumn got caught up in the woman's smile. How could it be so straight ? So white ? It was mind blowing . "It's alright here" she said with a shrug as if it was nothing .
Now she frowns. "You don't love it?"
Finally , some change in facial expression . "No, no, no, don't get me wrong, it's amazing here from what I have seen," she started to say "but I wish I were aloud outside of my room more. It get's stuffy in there after awhile" she finished . She wasn't used to being indoors so much, which bothered her. In a strange part of her mind, she couldn't wait for the games to begin; even if it meant certain death.
She nods in consideration. "I'll make sure they turn the air conditioner on in your room then. Okay for our last question can you tell us your thoughts for what the arena might be?"
Finally, her time was running out. Thoughts on what the arena might be? She hadn't put much thought into it. "The GMs are pretty unpredictable, but hopefully it will allow me to shoot some arrows around with my bow" she decided to say, indirectly mentioning her strength .
The interviewer smiles again. "We all hope so. Anything you want to say to the audience before we wrap this up?"
Autumn thought before she spoke for once. "Let's just hope the odds are ever in my favor!" she said with a dazzling smile , thus ending her interview .
The interviewer stands up and waves to the crowd. "And that was Autumn from District 11 everyone!"
Piper Gomez District 12 A
I'm sorry our records show you are not signed up for the 107th Hunger Games. We are sorry but the sign ups are closed and up must wait until next year's Hunger Games sign ups open.
If u would have signed up both tributes for D12 would have been named Piper....
that would have been funny
"Now let's welcome Sky from District 7!" The crowd cheers loudly as Sky walks onto the stage.
Sky:I sit down and smile. "Hi," I say.
You look at the interviewer next to you. Wow you think. Sitting next to you is the most beautiful woman you've ever seen. She has perfect hair, eyes, teeth, and really everything about her is perfect. Even her voice you see if perfect as she replies. "Hello Sky! Hope you're not nervous. Let's begin! Can you tell us about District 7?" Her voice is perfect, no falters at all.
Sky:I smile at the beautiful interviewer. "Well..." I falter not knowing what to say.
She gives you another smile. "Well what does your district give to Panem?"
Sky:I smile sheepishly. "Umm, my district does lumber." I look down at my hands.
She nods as if she didn't know what that District did. "So you've had experience with wood then?"
Sky:I smile a bit at that. "No, I don't work with the wood," I say.
She nods again. "What did you do at home?"
Sky: "I helped with the children at school."
The lady smiles again. "So you're very smart?"
Sky: "I guess," I say with a sly smile that no one catches.
Now the interviewer's sort of frowning. "But how can you teach if you're not smart?"
Sky: I growl at her under my breath. "I am smart," I tell her angry that she doubts me.
"Well that's great! It's always good to have knowledge in the arena!"
Sky:"Thanks," I mutter. "Can I leave now?"
"Well if you want to."
Sky:I stand up and smile at the crowd then walk away.
"And that was Sky from District 7!"
Aphrodite Tremble District 1A
"Let's welcome Aphrodite from District 1!" The crowd goes out wild as Aphrodite walks on stage.
I walk over to the front of the stage, not feeling at all nervous because I had done public speaking back in D1. I sit down delicately on the plush capitol armchair and smile at Caesar*. "Thank you." I say, confidently, "It's a real honour to be here."
*don't know how to spell XD
(sorry it's not Caesar at the moment)
When you look at your interviewer you realize that in fact it is not Caesar but a beautiful woman. Everything about her is perfect from her eyes to her toes. Even her voice as she speaks to you. "Can you tell us about District 1?"
"Of course!" I smile at her, hiding my embarrassment from the crowd. "I had a great time growing up in District 1 and learning how to cope with the Hunger Games. Hopefully it paid off!" I giggle and wink at the crowd. I hope that somebody out there is willing to sponsor me. If not I have no chance. But right now I can't afford to think like that so I just sit there and smile at my gorgeous interviewer and hope that I look at least half as good as her.
"Well that sounds wonderful! What do you think the arena will be like?" So perfect...
"I think that the arena will be really interesting, but I hope that it plays to my strengths." I say logically, trying to remain serious. I have to get through this. This is meant to be the easy bit! Suddenly, I feel my eyes start to ache and fill with tears. Why is this happening? I don't even know why I'm sad! I feel the tears start to make their ways down my perfectly prepared cheeks, but dab them away gently with one of my fingers, hoping that nobody had noticed my mistake.
The interviewer takes no notice of the tears rolling down the tribute's cheek. "Any of ideas of like a theme or anything?"
"Well, I'd hope that it was a place with not so many places to hide so that I can just take on the other tributes, rather than trying to find them." I pretend that I never cried and smile at the interviewer. I guess she is just another heartless Capitol resident.
She gives a confused face. "But then where would you hide?"
I grin at the interviewer devilishly. "I don't need to hide."
Now she gives you a big smile. "So you can fight good then?"
"Not to blow my own trumpet, but I'm afraid I'm more than good." I glance back at my fellow tributes with a fierce smile, hoping to scare them, but then turn back to the gullible Capitol audience. "In fact, I might just stand in the open the whole time and kill anybody who comes my way. Simple enough."
She gives you a big smile. "This shall be an interesting games then!"
September RideDistrict 3A
When do I get interviewed???
"Give a warm welcome to September from District Three!" The growd goes nuts as she walks on stage.
*Sorry, totally forgot I posted here!September: I glide onto the stage, beaming at the wild audience. "Hello!" I cry, waving as I perch delicately on the edge of the interview chair. "It's great to be in the capital!" I declare warmly, as if I weren't about to die at the people's hands. I need sponsors, and I can't let my violent temper or hatred of those people get in the way of my survival.
You sit down next to a woman. But she's not just any woman. She's an abesolutely beautiful woman! Everything about her is abesolutly perfect. "Welcome to the Capitol September! Do you like it here?"