"We have our tributes!" Chess skipped down the hallway completely ignoring the odd stares he was given by the other staff.  He wasn't overly concerned about their thoughts upon him, after all he was the one in charge and not them. Perhaps he would command they all have a skipping holiday in which everyone had to skip everywhere. It would be amusing to watch the especially fat members of society try to get anywhere.

He opened the door at the end of the hallway marked 'sponsor lounge'. Inside sat the three capital citizens that had volunteered to sponsor tributes this year. Neith, the secretary of defense, had sponsored the previous year. The tall, shapeless woman with midnight black skin intimidated Chess on some level, not that Chess would ever admit that. 

The model Roux had also sponsored the year before as he had for the past 4 years now. He was an irritating little prick who thought he was beautiful-and he kind of was- but that wasn't the point. The point was that Chess disliked the guy strongly and found himself wishing the young man to be tragically disfigured each and every time he set eyes upon him. 

The third member of the sponsoring trio was new though, she was a sweet looking young girl who couldn't be more than 25. That wasn't what caught Chess's attention though it was how strangely familiar she looked with her pretty long blue-green hair and angelic features. Chess looked down at the paperwork he clasped in his hands. The girl's name was Harlow. 

Chess threw his arms in the air as soon as the sponsor's eyes turned to meet his. "Plot twist!" He cried as if he had just announced that they had all won a free car. "You all have to choose your tributes to sponsor now!"

Roux's jaw dropped, Harlow's eyebrows raised but Neith's expression remained steady. "How do you expect us to choose? Most of us haven't even seen the reaping tapes yet." She stated as coldly and detached as ever, her eyes boring into Chess's soul. (Or thats how it felt anyway.)

 "I want you to choose your tributes based off of something new. The interviews are just so overdone!" Chess said, making an act of looking exasperated. "So I acquired tapes of each of the tribute's goodbyes with their family." Chess grinned as he plopped the pile of tapes on the table. "Have fun." 

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Welcome to task one! First of all there will be no District 8 female, just a dummy bloodbath tribute. It sucks because I was really looking forward to having a complete set of tributes but no one was handing in the form. 

Secondly, your task is to write about your tribute's final words to their loved ones before they are sent into the games. This will be the only task that is not based off of music. This will also be the only task with a word limit. Why? Because I want to be able to compare the quality of your writing in comparison to others equally rather than being distracted by length. 1,500 is your limit, I will be double checking to make sure you are under it.

You will also be sponsored after this task. So write your heart out!

There will be no kills or bonus points this task.

This is due on:

26th 5:00 PM PDT

26th 8:00 PM EST

27th 12:00 AM GMT

27th 1:00 AM BST

27th 10:00 AM AEST