94th Tribute Interviews

[gunner, d9 ₊⊹ 👹 ɢʀɪғғɪɴ.]

Here is an optional interview you may choose to fill out in response to this thread. Interviews will run from now until the start of the Games. (You may post an interview after the start of the Games, but you will not receive the listed incentive.) Completing an interview is not mandatory, but it is highly recommended.

You may do this in RP style, as if your tribute were actually being asked these questions, or simply fill out the transcript of the conversation.

(The form is optional; you may create your own if you so wish to do so. For the 94th Games, Caesar Flickerman is back and better than ever, sporting an emerald green wig and a matching suit of the shiniest, most shimmery sort.)

[b]Name:[/b]
[b]District:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]

[b]I must say, your District made quite the splash at the Tribute Parade. Tell us what you were feeling up there! Confident, nervous, excited?[/b]

[b]How confident do you feel about the games now that you've seen your Training Score?[/b]

[b]What about the other tributes? Intimidating? Interesting? Irritating?[/b]

[b]What has impressed you most about the Capitol since you've been here?[/b]

[b]Tell us what a typical day in your shoes is like back home. Do you work? Do you have any hobbies or secret talents?[/b]

[b]What about romance? Cute as you are, I bet there is [i]someone[/i] back home waiting, right?[/b]

[b]And your family. Sensitive subject, I'm sure, but... could you tell us about them?[/b]

[b]I want to know: What is it that you'll be fighting for in that arena? What is it you want to get back home to?[/b]

[b]I'm afraid we're almost out of time. Parting words to the crowd? The tributes? Your friends and family back home?[/b]

Any tribute who completes their interview will receive one Interaction Point as you command the crowd using your charisma - eligible to be used in the Goblin Market.  


Deadline for incentive eligibility: Friday, June 16th at 11:59 EST

Completed Interviews:
D1 Xaahira Mahdavi
D1 Larissa LeRoux
D2 Luna Goodwin
D5 Lillybird Ludwig
D5 Bellamy Bravina
D6 Quentin Quinn
D6 Caspian Einfallen
D8 Lara Stone
D9 Leonora Spring
D9 Olete Bene
D10 Krueger Gamble
D11 Elise Krane
D11 Ulysses
D12 Thomas O'Quinn
D12 Will Hush

[pup]

Name: Thomas O'Quinn
District: 12
Age: 18

I must say, your District made quite the splash at the Tribute Parade. Tell us what you were feeling up there! Confident, nervous, excited?

Uh mostly uncomfortable with all the eyes on me.

How confident do you feel about the games now that you've seen your Training Score?

tbd

What about the other tributes? Intimidating? Interesting? Irritating?

A lot of them have been getting on my nerves, but I guess that's just how we're supposed to feel when we're going to be killing each other off in a few days.

What has impressed you most about the Capitol since you've been here?

How bright everything is, honestly. All of it is a bit overwhelming.

Tell us what a typical day in your shoes is like back home. Do you work? Do you have any hobbies or secret talents?

I work for my parents, healers. Mostly I just help stitch people back together after mining accidents and help with some homeopathic cures.

What about romance? Cute as you are, I bet there is someone back home waiting, right?

Nope I'm all by myself.

And your family. Sensitive subject, I'm sure, but... could you tell us about them?

I've got a father, mother, and two siblings. Not sure what else you'd want to know about them.

I want to know: What is it that you'll be fighting for in that arena? What is it you want to get back home to?

Life, you know. I've seen a lot of death, and I don't think I'm ready for that yet.

I'm afraid we're almost out of time. Parting words to the crowd? The tributes? Your friends and family back home?

See you all when I make it back, or not, who knows.

[kap]

I wanna feel handsome,
I wanna feel pretty

-

"It's my pleasure to introduce, District Six's very own Quentin Quinn!" The announcer's booming voice gave me the feeling of butterflies in my chest and stomach, but more so in the form of excitement rather than nervousness.

Being on stage felt like a dream. I felt sophisticated. Elegant. Desirable. It was wonderful. The audience erupted in applause when I strode onto the stage, waving to the crowd with an enthusiastic grin plastered across my face. My own excitement and enthusiasm made the crowd go even more wild as I took a seat and shook hands with the interviewer, greeting him with a smile as well.

The suit that my stylist had me donning was a burgundy, velvet one with a bow tie to match and a white button-down shirt underneath. My hair was styled immaculately well: which probably better than I had ever done with it myself back home. I looked good. Damn good.

As the interview began, I held myself confidently with my shoulders back and my head high, just like I had when I was chosen at the reaping.

"I must say, your District made quite the splash at the Tribute Parade. Tell us what you were feeling up there! Confident, nervous, excited?" he asked me.

Of course, I had been confident and excited at the tribute parade, as well as a little bit nervous, but I was going to sound good for the camera and highlight the good parts.

"Oh I was confident and excited, for sure. I still am right now, too— of course. I mean, who wouldn't love to get to show off for all of the wonderful people of Panem?" I answered. That got some applause, and I was beaming with confidence.

"What about the other tributes? Intimidating? Interesting? Irritating?" he wanted to know.

"A mix of all three," I said with a chuckle. "There's a bit of each, but for the most part, I'd say they're pretty interesting. There are a few who stand out as potential threats, but I'm pretty confident in my abilities, so I'm not too intimidated."

That got a thumbs up from a guy in the front row and a good amount of applause before the next question was asked.

"What has impressed you most about the Capitol since you've been here?"

I knew my answer immediately, and it was going to be a relatively honest one.

"The training center, for sure. It's decked out with everything we could possibly need as tributes for the arena," I explained, exaggerating slightly. I didn't want to sound like I was complaining about what it lacked, so I simply didn't complain. "I mean, there's even a dining hall with some really good food. You just can't beat that."

There was some laughter from the crowd.

"Tell us what a typical day in your shoes is like back home. Do you work? Do you have any hobbies or secret talents?"

Now it was my turn to let out a bit of a laugh.

"Oh, nothing too exciting," if that wasn't truthful, I wasn't sure what was. "My family makes candles for a living, but I like to spend my free time tinkering with stuff. I'd consider myself a bit of a creative."

The interviewer nodded approvingly.

"What about romance? Cute as you are, I bet there is someone back home waiting, right?" he wanted to know. He looked really determined to get a solid answer to this question. Unfortunately, I didn't have much of an intriguing response.

"Me? No, not really," I said with a chuckle. "I mean, I've had a few crushes over the years, but nothing that's ever gone anywhere."

The crowd seemed mildly disappointed in my response. They were probably expecting more with my charismatic personality, and I hated to disappoint them, but I didn't have much of a lie that I could think of to use on the spot.

Perhaps I could perk that back up with the questions that were to follow.

"And your family. Sensitive subject, I'm sure, but... could you tell us about them?" He segued into the next question without missing a beat, as if trying to break the awkward tension from the previous question, which I appreciated.

"Oh, of course! I have two sisters who I'm close with. They're the best. My Dad and I are pretty close too. He's always been the most supportive person in my life. We've all kind of had to be there for each other, ever since Pops— that's my other Dad— passed away."

Some mild applause was sparked from that question.

"I want to know: What is it that you'll be fighting for in that arena? What is it you want to get back home to?" He seemed more curious about me now, as if he were hoping I'd have a good answer to this one, and I was pretty confident that I did.

I took a moment and adjusted the way I was sitting in my seat to give the audience a second of anticipation and then answered his question.

"Well," I started, "It's a few things, I suppose. I want to get back to my family, of course, but I also have that taste for victory. I want to be a victor. If I could win the Games, it'd be the greatest honor. The fame. The fortune. It'd be great to have, and it'd help my family too."

The audience liked that one, and I got a big smile from the interviewer.

"I'm afraid we're almost out of time. Parting words to the crowd? The tributes? Your friends and family back home?"

I stood up from my seat to give my parting words.

"Remember my face and remember my name: Quentin Quinn. I'll be your victor soon, so don't look past me. Pay attention and you won't regret it!"

A raucous applause erupted from the crowd again, and I was gently escorted off of and away from the stage as my interview concluded.

-

If you want me to dance
you can take me to the city

-

lyrics: "Person In The Mirror" by Naethan Apollo
word count: 965

[minie]

Name: Xaahira Mahdavi
District: 1
Age: 18

I must say, your District made quite the splash at the Tribute Parade. Tell us what you were feeling up there! Confident, nervous, excited?

Oh darling, I just absolutely adore the spotlight! A queen deserves nothing more than to be admired for her beauty, don’t you think?

How confident do you feel about the games now that you've seen your Training Score?

Please, you honestly think I would have laid all my cards on the table, darling? No, I am going to keep everyone guessing until we are in the arena. You want to see how deadly I can be? Just tune in my dears, I always put on a show!

What about the other tributes? Intimidating? Interesting? Irritating?

You mean the lot of people who will be dead in a few days? Oh Caesar, dear, they are just annoying little inconveniences standing in my way of getting home. I suppose there are a few that I can consider good company.

What has impressed you most about the Capitol since you've been here?

Honestly, nothing. I had a good life back in one, and there really is not much here what we did not have at home.

Tell us what a typical day in your shoes is like back home. Do you work? Do you have any hobbies or secret talents?

My gosh, where do I even begin?! My life was just absolutely glamorous. I partied like there was no tomorrow, I consider myself a good time kinda gal! When I was not out and about enjoying life to the fullest extent, I was usually working in the family business, luxury does not come cheap, my dears. Every now and then I would frequent a boxing club, it takes a lot of work to always look this good!

What about romance? Cute as you are, I bet there is someone back home waiting, right?

I mean I had many people who would kill for my affection, but no. Love was never something that interested me, it honestly seems like a waste of time.

And your family. Sensitive subject, I'm sure, but... could you tell us about them?

You could not be more right, darling. My family is a very sensitive subject. I have three younger siblings and more cousins, aunts, and uncles than I can count. They are the most important part of my life, especially my siblings and my sweetheart of a cousin, Tallie. They let you down sometimes but that does not mean that you do not love them.

I want to know: What is it that you'll be fighting for in that arena? What is it you want to get back home to?

You could say that I have a lot of unfinished business to get back to in One. I do not like loose ends, Caesar dear.

I'm afraid we're almost out of time. Parting words to the crowd? The tributes? Your friends and family back home?

Tallie, love, let’s go shopping when I get back. I have a feeling I will be in dire need of some retail therapy.

[gamemaker ☢️ ivan korsch]

Name: Elise Krane
District: Eleven
Age: Seventeen

I must say, your District made quite the splash at the Tribute Parade. Tell us what you were feeling up there! Confident, nervous, excited?
“A little nervous at first, I was like everyone else and not exactly impressed with the look until the secret was revealed. Everyone really enjoyed the twist, and it really boosted my confidence, the stylists, Ulysses and I have been blessed with so many comments since!”

How confident do you feel about the games now that you've seen your Training Score?
Manicure.

What about the other tributes? Intimidating? Interesting? Irritating?
“All three of those Is! It is predictable of me to say this but the advantage the careers have is really intimidating, I am not going to let it knock my confidence though, the trainers have proved that to me. They are all definitely very interesting, all very different to one and other. Some of them remind me of my friends back home, people from District Eleven are no different to those from the upper Districts.”

What has impressed you most about the Capitol since you've been here?
“Everything seems so infinite. I ask for something not even my wildest imagination could make up, and it is somehow delivered to me so quickly! I asked the stylists for a blusher that changes colours based on my skin temperature and somehow that exists! A blusher that blushes with your cheeks. It is insane, it is hard to be original here!”

Tell us what a typical day in your shoes is like back home. Do you work? Do you have any hobbies or secret talents?
“I am still in school, but I work weekends at a florist, selling roses to new lovers and bouquets too soon to be weds! I do like fashion; my whole chest back home is filled with clothes I made myself. I bet I could impress a lot of stylists with my designs. Just give me the chance and I will parade them all for you one day!”

What about romance? Cute as you are, I bet there is someone back home waiting, right?
“No, no unfortunately not. There is a lot of people who wish I could be theirs, but I would never stoop that low.”

And your family. Sensitive subject, I'm sure, but... could you tell us about them?
“Not a sensitive subject. I have a little brother called Louie who I bet is enjoying the extra space in the bedroom we share. He shouldn’t get comfy though, I will be coming back, and he will get a bigger bedroom to himself!”

I want to know: What is it that you'll be fighting for in that arena? What is it you want to get back home to?
“My life? I have only lived seventeen years after all, and you are taking away many more that are ahead of me. I want to explore Panem, learn from it. Grow with it. Live.”

I'm afraid we're almost out of time. Parting words to the crowd? The tributes? Your friends and family back home?
“I hope I can impress you even more, just because I am from District Eleven does not mean I will disappoint you in that arena.”

Griffin.

[gamemaker 💀 hades lochlan]

Name: Larissa Le Roux
District: One
Age: 18

I must say, your District made quite the splash at the Tribute Parade. Tell us what you were feeling up there! Confident, nervous, excited?

Suffocated! Have you ever worn a lace-up corset? There are forms of torture more humane, if you ask me.

How confident do you feel about the games
now that you've seen your Training Score?

I- Oh, I mean... I hadn't considered it. Do those ever actually matter?

What about the other tributes? Intimidating? Interesting? Irritating?

Caesar, I don't spend a lot of time admiring other people. Certainly not fearing them or giving them the power to impact my mood. I'm sort of focused on myself if you know what I mean. But yes, there are some who are impressive, now that you mention it.

What has impressed you most about the Capitol since you've been here?

Hesperos Bridger's lips in red lipstick.

Tell us what a typical day in your shoes is like back home. Do you work? Do you have any hobbies or secret talents?

I don't work, no. I come from a fairly well-off family, so I'm lucky enough to fill my day by going to school and then training afterward. I guess I don't have much of a life outside of that, though, if that's what you were asking. I usually just spend my time with the people I'm in class with.

What about romance? Cute as you are,
I bet there is someone back home waiting, right?

Probably. I'm always getting myself into messy situations like that. But I'm single as far as I know.

And your family. Sensitive subject, I'm sure, but... could you tell us about them? Of Course, we recognize the name here in the Capitol already.

Well, yes, my brother Julian was in the Games a few years ago. And I've had some other family in the games as well... Ridley, for instance, won the 83rd.

You plan on following in her footsteps?

No. I plan on forging my own path. Winning still though, yes. Of Course.

I want to know: What is it that you'll be fighting for in that arena?
What is it you want to get back home to?

That path I plan on forging, I guess. I've known this was an inevitability for years. I'm ready for it to finally be here.

I'm afraid we're almost out of time. Thank you so much for being here with us and answering my questions this evening!

[MATTIO]

U L Y S S E S.

Name: Ulysses
District: Eleven
Age: 17

I must say, your District made quite the splash at the Tribute Parade. Tell us what you were feeling up there! Confident, nervous, excited?

"I think we showed how fashion can be stripped down and simplified but still respected. I won't lie, I felt pretty out of place but cool at the same time."

How confident do you feel about the games now that you've seen your Training Score?

"All I'll say is that it gave me a bellow of rage… ha. Training scores mean nothing to me."

What about the other tributes? Intimidating? Interesting? Irritating?

"They're a lot nicer than I expected! I'm not a people person, but when you're put in this sort of environment, you've gotta be in some ways, yeah?"

What has impressed you most about the Capitol since you've been here?

"Holy f- food! I mean, we have some fresh food in Eleven but nothing compares to the cuisine. If I didn't have a ninety-six percent chance of dying, I might even enjoy it more!"

Tell us what a typical day in your shoes is like back home. Do you work? Do you have any hobbies or secret talents?

"I'm fairly chill at home. I step on a lot of people's toes, so I try to stay in my own lane. It's a free ride all day every day in my lane."

What about romance? Cute as you are, I bet there is someone back home waiting, right?

"Oh… no, I don't have anyone. Everyone spends too much of their energy resisting this hot stud and not enough time appreciating him."

And your family. Sensitive subject, I'm sure, but... could you tell us about them?

"Well, my parents aren't around anymore! They both passed away, and then my grandparents started to take care of my brothers and sisters and me. I love my siblings, they're the best. I know they're probably sad right now, but I hope they smile when they see my face!"

I want to know: What is it that you'll be fighting for in that arena? What is it you want to get back home to?

"Getting a mansion for my siblings to move into would be pretty cool. But not my grandparents. If they want to visit sometimes, sure, but I'd love to give them a better home."

I'm afraid we're almost out of time. Parting words to the crowd? The tributes? Your friends and family back home?

"Not really, but I want to sound a bit macho right now, so… kiss my ass, tributes!"

Table by Rave

[alex 🐺]

Xaa had spent hours with her to make her “camera ready,” whatever the fuck that meant. Because Will had been dreading this moment. The preening and the peacocking and the stupid marbled gown that clung to her like a second skin was itchy as hell and her tits were all the way up in her throat and even though Xaa had been looking at her like she had wanted to devour her (and Will probably would have let her), this fucking interview was going to be torture. Silver and black streaks were woven through her hair while a white mask covered her face and Will felt like she was suffocating under the weight of all of the makeup.

Bellezze had called her dazzling, even if the whole coal and stone thing was a bit on the fucking nose. Apparently, she would have given Stella Blakesley a run for her money, but Will was sure that they were all kidding themselves. 

Because she - Willow Hush - was actually kidding herself. She wasn’t getting out of this alive, and even if Xaa had promised sponsors, the golden-mouthed girl from One couldn’t do anything about the twenty other tributes that stood in their way.

So, when she sits down in the only other chair on the stage, crossing her right leg over her left, conscious of the fact that her dress was probably showing off all of her goods to the entirety of Panem, her heart skips a beat and she feels her smile falter. The stupid fucking smile that Xaa had told her to plaster on her face under threat of bodily harm (that Will would probably be stupidly into).

“Willow Hush,” Caesar begins, his fake fucking smile blasting eighty thousand watts of light right into the cameras. “Your name - it's like a whisper. Are you going to use that to your advantage in the Arena?”

Willow laughs because that’s a stupid fucking question and even though it’s inane and ridiculous, she doesn’t really have an answer for it.

Lie, Will. Lie your cute little ass off, she hears a voice, probably Xaa’s, in the back of her head. Fuck it. Fine.

“You can call me Will, Caesar. And you know a girl can’t give away her strategy that easily. Though I’m sure my fellow tributes would love to know what I have planned. I could be just another write-off from Twelve.” Will shrugs, feeling the corset that they slapped onto her body dig into her ribs with each breath. A smirk dances across her face and she hears laughter echoing all around her.

“Okay, okay, I’ll admit it. I was fishing,” Caesar says, playfully swatting his index cards her way. “What about the other tributes? What has it been like in the Training Center? Find any allies?”

“It’s every kid’s dream, right? To be in the Capitol?” Will answers back, eyes moving quickly to the stage entrance where Xaa is standing with her arms crossed. She nodded slowly but didn’t look pleased. Whatever. Not all of them had media training from the age of two.

Sitting up straighter, Will dangles her arm over the back of the chair, body pivoting towards Caesar. She could do calm, cool, and aloof. Or something like it. “I’ve made some interesting friends, one in particular that I’ll be sure to be seeing more of.”

“You say it’s every kid’s dream to be in the Capitol, but is it your dream, Willow?”

This stops her short and her heart drops in her chest. Her dream - her dream didn’t matter anymore. Not when she was here, on this stage, thousands of miles away from a father who had tried his best and a sketchbook that was filled with a fantasy. “I think my dream came true when the brunette from One pulled me aside in the Training Center last week. Everything else really doesn’t matter.”

“Now that sounds like a story!” Caesar says to the crowd, fanning himself with his cards. A bead of sweat drips down Will's back. 

Thankfully, she can see the motion across the stage for Caesar to wrap up the interview. Good lord, was it possible to sweat out your whole body weight in less than ten minutes?

“Saved by the bell, I think,” Will smiles, her cheeks aching. “You’ll just have to tune in to the show.”

“I think I speak for all of us when I say that I will definitely be tuning in. Willow Hush from District Twelve, everyone!”

[Jorg]

Name: Elijah Ringenberg
District: 10
Age: 17

Watching the other tributes give their interviews is nerve-wracking; some are confident, like Xaa and Quentin. Others are clearly nervous. Elijah just hopes that he doesn't stick his foot in his mouth. He was warned not to bring up The Church, yet with the questions Cesar has been asking, he's unsure how to avoid the topic if there was a clean way to avoid the subject. He fusses with the hem of his jacket, not fully paying attention to the remaining few before him. He keeps trying to find the right words to say. Will it ultimately matter, though, once he's in the Arena? Will these 72 minutes of interviews impact any of the sponsors and Capitalites' views? It doesn't matter anyways because his time is up. The escorts are ushering him onto the stage, and he is confronted by a man gilded in shiny and shimmering green. Cesar Flickerman, no doubt. His hair is in a matching shade of green. Elijah plasters on a fake smile as the crowd cheers for him. He and Cesar quickly exchange pleasantries before Cesar fires off his first question.

I must say, your District made quite the splash at the Tribute Parade. Tell us what you were feeling up there! Confident, nervous, excited?

"It was nice to see the crowd respond to us well," he states with a smile. "I was impressed with the work of our stylists." Cesar gives an improving nod before he grows through his next question.

How confident do you feel about the games now that you've seen your Training Score?

To be Determined

What about the other tributes? Intimidating? Interesting? Irritating?

"I'm still getting used to talking with others, but I've made some connections here." Those words fly out of my mouth before I realize it, but luckily Cesar just gives me a questioning look before moving on.

What has impressed you most about the Capitol since you've been here?

"It's very bright, a lot of cool lights, though." He says with a soft chuckle.

Tell us what a typical day in your shoes is like back home. Do you work? Do you have any hobbies or secret talents?

"My days are nothing special; I just hang out with my friends and family; I'm learning to work in security though" Elijah is grateful that he found a workaround for what The Church is.

What about romance? Cute as you are, I bet there is someone back home waiting, right?

"I've honestly never thought about it. I always figured love would come to me once the time comes." He states as he scratches the back of his head. He cannot be honest about the Proprietor and his role in arranging relationships.

And your family. Sensitive subjects, I'm sure, but... could you tell us about them?

"I'm actually adopted. My current parents took me in after my birth parents died." He carefully explains. "My current family is excited for me, though; they always looked up to a specific Victor in particular and are happy that I get to follow in his footsteps 20 years later." Elijah hopes that he did just give away too much.

I want to know: What is it that you'll be fighting for in that Arena? What is it you want to get back home to?

"I'm fighting for my faith," he states, hoping it will please Father Garcia while still being honest.

I'm afraid we're almost out of time. Parting words to the crowd? The tributes? Your friends and family back home?

"Thank you for your time Cesar."

Table by Dars

[ines izar d11a 🖤 cait]

Name: Olete Bene
District: Nine
Age: 18

I must say, your District made quite the splash at the Tribute Parade. Tell us what you were feeling up there! Confident, nervous, excited?
I honestly felt pretty uncomfortable – the outfits were not the most practical in the end, and it was obvious to me that we were just there to put on a show and look pretty. But it felt nice to be standing beside someone up there.

How confident do you feel about the games now that you've seen your Training Score?
I don’t really see how important a number like that is going to be once we get inside the Arena, but it’s not surprising that the Capitol insist on yet another way to diminish us to a binary form.

What about the other tributes? Intimidating? Interesting? Irritating?
Definitely interesting. I’ve been learning a lot about them.

What has impressed you most about the Capitol since you've been here?
Everyone looks insane – with all of the crazy colours and costumes, it truly is like stepping into an alternate universe.

Tell us what a typical day in your shoes is like back home. Do you work? Do you have any hobbies or secret talents?
My parents are always busy with work, so I’ve been able to keep myself busy with my own hobbies outside of school. I don’t think they’d approve of how much time I spend on my own though.

What about romance? Cute as you are, I bet there is someone back home waiting, right?
I don’t… know. Not really. Maybe… no.

And your family. Sensitive subject, I'm sure, but... could you tell us about them?
They’ve always just wanted the best for me. I know I haven’t done anything wrong by being here, but it feels like I’ve let them down.

I want to know: What is it that you'll be fighting for in that arena? What is it you want to get back home to?
I loved the life I made for myself – the good and the bad and everything in between. I don’t like change and being in the Capitol feels like I’m spinning out of control. I just want to get back to the familiarity of home.

I'm afraid we're almost out of time. Parting words to the crowd? The tributes? Your friends and family back home?
Everything has a price.

[Red]

Name: Lara Stone

District: 8

Age: 16

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Holy cake. Lara wasn't sure
she was ready for this. There were so many people there. She closed her eyes
and muttered to herself. "Just pretend they're not there. It is just
you and the interviewer."

The wait for her turn was dreadful. The
time seemed to draw on and on, but the time came and she was welcomed up to the
stage. And then came the questions.

"I must say, your District made quite
the splash at the Tribute Parade. Tell us what you were feeling up there!
Confident, nervous, excited?"

"Nervous. I found the crowds and other

tributes quite intimidating." Usually, Lara didn't mind crowds, but
usually there weren't people staring at her.

"How confident do you feel about the
games now that you've seen your Training Score?"

Well, she had gotten a five but she wasn't
too fazed because there had been plenty of other fives. "I don't think
it has made any difference, really."

"What about the other tributes?
Intimidating? Interesting? Irritating?"

Lara glanced back at her opponents. "A

bit of everything, I think."

"What has impressed you most about the
Capitol since you've been here?"

She took a moment to think about that one. "I

think... It is all just so grand, especially after where I came from. The food,
the lights. The clothing."

"Tell us what a typical day in your shoes is
like back home. Do you work? Do you have any hobbies or secret talents?"

Lara smiled at that, thinking of her
terrariums. "Other than school, I work at a day-care." She
wasn't sure if knowing some biology was something worth keeping to herself or
not. If it might give her an edge somewhere.

"What about romance? Cute as you are, I bet
there is someone back home waiting, right?"

Lara blushed, brushed a strand of brown
hair from her face, shook her head. Sure, there had been a few people over the
years, but they'd never really stuck.

"And your family. Sensitive subject, I'm
sure, but... could you tell us about them?"

"It is just me and my grandmother now.
My mother died from cancer, and my father isn't around much." Maybe she could
wrack up some sympathy?

"I want to know: What is it that you'll be
fighting for in that arena? What is it you want to get back home to?"

She tried not to sigh. In truth, she had
given up hope of growing up and getting old. She just wanted to survive a few
days, but she couldn't say that if she wanted sponsors. She needed to make
something up quick. "I want... I want to get back to my life. I want to
collect my rubbish, and go on long walks. I ... Want to be there for my
grandmother." She could feel her eyes starting to prick, and was glad
that this was nearly over, she didn't think she could hold up too much longer.

"I'm afraid we're almost out of time. Parting
words to the crowd? The tributes? Your friends and family back home?"

Lara looked at the camera, pictured her
grandmother, her father, her friends, everyone in District 7 and all the other
Districts, watching her on TV. She said the only thing that would come to mind.
"Don't forget me." Then she went back to her seat, waited for
this whole thing to end so she could get back to the privacy of her room.

 

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[d4 tati pelotte [azalea]]

lillybird ludwig.

I must say, your District made quite the splash at the Tribute Parade. Tell us what you were feeling up there! Confident, nervous, excited?

It was exciting. This is so different to anything I'm used to, and seeing everyone cheer and smile for me was a great feeling. It was so amazing to see so many gorgeous faces in the crowd! It made me realise why I'm here and what this is all for: you.

How confident do you feel about the games now that you've seen your Training Score?

I feel good! I want people to know that I'm not just a pretty face and that I'm going to give myself, wholly, to the Hunger Games and I think my score shows that I'm a competitor. Entertainment is key and I want to give you guys everything you've ever wanted. I want this for Five.

What about the other tributes? Intimidating? Interesting? Irritating?

Well, there are certainly other tributes! They are there and they are great! And I love that for them. Honestly, I haven't been paying much attention to them because I've been focusing so hard on myself and how to win this thing. I wish them the best of luck and can't wait to see them in the arena.

What has impressed you most about the Capitol since you've been here?

It's just nice to have a roof over my head, seriously. You guys have really made me feel at home here, and I can't thank you enough for that.

Tell us what a typical day in your shoes is like back home. Do you work? Do you have any hobbies or secret talents?

Well, yes! I certainly work, and I work very hard, and that is definitely a thing that I do. 

What about romance? Cute as you are, I bet there is someone back home waiting, right?

You know what? There is, and it breaks my heart that I've left him. That's why I'm so determined to get back home because I need to see him and I need to be with him. We need to be alive, together.

And your family. Sensitive subject, I'm sure, but... could you tell us about them?

My family are... yes! I could tell you about them. That is something I could do.

I want to know: What is it that you'll be fighting for in that arena? What is it you want to get back home to?

It's not a want, it's a need. I put myself here, I'm not oblivious to that fact. I know that volunteering isn't what anyone expect from a girl from Five, but I have something to prove. I have a mission to accomplish and every time I close my eyes I'm reminded of a promise I made that I have to keep. I have to keep it, so I'm giving my all for that. It's the least I can do.

I'm afraid we're almost out of time. Parting words to the crowd? The tributes? Your friends and family back home?

Please don't forget me, and please forgive me. This is all for you, and that probably doesn't make sense right now, but when I come back, we'll talk about it for hours. I love you... all. I love you all.

[pogue]

I must say, your District made quite the splash at the Tribute Parade. Tell us what you were feeling up there! Confident, nervous, excited?

"At home, actually. I'm not unfamiliar with the spotlight, Caesar. At least, much as a boy from Ten can be. Have to say, though, never had that little clothing on in any of the shows back home."

How confident do you feel about the games now that you've seen your Training Score? 
"Lot to prove I guess. Can't be everyone's favorite to win, right? No, but really Caesar... have training scores ever been the best indication of a tributes ability to win?"

What about the other tributes? Intimidating? Interesting? Irritating?
Krueger smirks, ponders the question like he doesn't already know the answer. "Certainly more of a mix of all three. That LeRoux, though. Guess I'll have to watch out for her in there."

What has impressed you most about the Capitol since you've been here? 
"If I said this suit you've got on... would that be a wrong answer?"

Tell us what a typical day in your shoes is like back home. Do you work? Do you have any hobbies or secret talents?
There's a moment of hesitation, pondering, brief but there nonetheless. Sentimentality fights to get the better of him, but he chokes it down. "Hell, only hobby I had was the rodeo. I've been all the way to One and back with 'em. Gotta say, District Two looked a lot better when we visited there a few years back."
...
"And secret talents? Well, they gotta remain secret for now, right?"

What about romance? Cute as you are, I bet there is someone back home waiting, right? 
"A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell, Flickerman. But hey, I could have a few people hoping I make it back."

And your family. Sensitive subject, I'm sure, but... could you tell us about them?
"Family by name, not blood. But I'll be damned if they weren't the most talented, show-stopping people I've ever met. The Games would do well to have more of 'em in it."

I want to know: What is it that you'll be fighting for in that arena? What is it you want to get back home to?
"There's nothin' I want more, Flickerman, than to bring the Gamble Rodeo here to the Capitol. I'm tellin' ya, we can show off more than any Games stunt can. That, is what I'm fighting to go back to, and what I'm fightin' to bring here."

I'm afraid we're almost out of time. Parting words to the crowd? The tributes? Your friends and family back home?
"I'm a Gamble. Ready to roll the dice?"

[marguerite harvard d2a (zori)]

Magi Karp

He hadn’t quite been sure what to say.

A training score of 4 put him solidly toward the bottom of his fellow tributes, though he didn’t much care. It was more that he felt to have completely faded into the crowd. Would he be one that died a silly death seconds into the fight?

That hadn’t stopped them from primping and preening him to serve a purpose on stage. As the interview began, the hot lights had him sweating at the temples.

How confident do you feel about the games now that you've seen your Training Score?

“Not at all.” He rubbed against his nose with his index and thumb.

What about the other tributes? Intimidating? Interesting? Irritating?

“I haven’t really spoken to any of them.” That much was true.

What has impressed you most about the Capitol since you've been here?

“The buildings are really tall.” It was like pulling teeth to get a word out of him. He smiled as someone coughed in the audience.

Tell us what a typical day in your shoes is like back home. Do you work? Do you have any hobbies or secret talents?

“I get up. I live with my mom and dad. I work sometimes at a factory soldering things. Hobbies? Um. No. I don’t have anything like that.”

What about romance? Cute as you are, I bet there is someone back home waiting, right?

“No.” He flushed.

And your family. Sensitive subject, I'm sure, but... could you tell us about them?

“I love them.” He wondered if they would be watching.

I want to know: What is it that you'll be fighting for in that arena? What is it you want to get back home to?

“I… I’m not sure. Doesn’t everyone want to go home?”

I'm afraid we're almost out of time. Parting words to the crowd? The tributes? Your friends and family back home?

“Goodbye.” He rose from his chair giving them little, if anything to work with.

[Tom]

Name: Caspian Einfallen
District: Six
Age: 17

I must say, your District made quite the splash at the Tribute Parade. Tell us what you were feeling up there! Confident, nervous, excited?

"..." Caspian's eyes seem to nervously stay down as he avoids eye contact with everyone. "Um... Scared? We uh... we were amoebas."

How confident do you feel about the games now that you've seen your Training Score?

"N-Not at all..." Running his hands along the edge of the seat, he manages to look up barely to the interviewer.

What about the other tributes? Intimidating? Interesting? Irritating?

"Uh... I... uh... don't know. Different?" His mind running with all the things people must believe about him and how he just wants to be accepted.

What has impressed you most about the Capitol since you've been here?

"T-The food? I-I don't eat much... Or t-the beds?" The audience laughs which makes him cringe slightly more.

Tell us what a typical day in your shoes is like back home. Do you work? Do you have any hobbies or secret talents?

"I-I work as a jan-janitor. Um... That's basically it."

What about romance? Cute as you are, I bet there is someone back home waiting, right?

A blush spreads across his cheeks as he shakes his head vehemently. "Uh... no! No. I uh... it's not that I don't want umm... no."

And your family. Sensitive subject, I'm sure, but... could you tell us about them?

"..." A silence fills the air as he avoids answering this particular question. An awkward silence meets as the interviewer keeps going.

I want to know: What is it that you'll be fighting for in that arena? What is it you want to get back home to?

"... nothing." The crowd goes silent as the awkwardness continues to go forth.

I'm afraid we're almost out of time. Parting words to the crowd? The tributes? Your friends and family back home?

"Bye!" Not even looking to the crowd or the cameras, Caspian gets up and avoids all of it. His heart racing as he rushes off the stage, almost tripping on the way out. There's no reason to stick around. He's never been good at talking about himself or talking in general really.