REQUIREMENTS TO ENTER
A reference of your character.
An audition that shows how your tribute is abducted by an escort. You may also show them arriving at the president's mansion, but do not show them entering the arena yet (we will release more information about the arena's design when round 1 begins).
HOW TO SUBMIT
Submit your character reference and only the first part of your audition to their appropriate folders in the group.
If your audition has multiple parts, make sure to link them together. Do not submit all of them to the gallery.
You may submit a character reference before you submit an audition.
If you have an incomplete audition, we will still judge what you have, but note that it will be detrimental to your chances of being accepted.
AUDITION DEADLINE
July 6th, 11:59 PM PST
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Red's Audition - HG OCTAny other sane Capitol kid would be spending what could be their last days outside with friends and family, making sure there are good memories to last. Every other Capitol kid would be getting a crash course in survival skills, or fighting, or whatever. They’d be spending the perfect summer day in the cool beauty salon, making sure they look absolutely perfect if they’re chosen for the Games.
Red was pissing in a bottle in a stuffy, nearly unbearable attic, his eyes glued to a book about an ancient nation called Rome.
The attic was a funny thing, really. Bitterly cold in the winters, blazing hot in the summers, no one else would dare come up here. There was a pile of old children’s clothes in the corner, some dirty plates and a gallon jug of water next to it. A few feet away was a leather messenger bag that held a journal, pens, and a little cash. In the opposite corner, where Red now stood, there was a collection of empty plastic bottles and a bucket.
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HungerGames-OCT Audition: Leonis Caldwell"Thanks, Etta!"
"You're welcome, Leo! Bye!"
Leonis Caldwell bolted from the courtyard, the heavy bag of food banging against the back of his legs. He'd gotten quite a stash this time, thanks to the other kids. He'd chosen wisely when he decided to live near the marketplace. Shopkeepers whose shops weren't destroyed all those years ago during the rebellion ended up richer than they could have imagined, and Leo was happy to benefit from their fortune.
The twelve-year old hurried out of sight down an alleyway, excited to look through the bag he'd gotten from some of his friends, children of the shopkeepers in the market. They would ask for seconds and thirds during meals, and steal them away to be given all together to their homeless friend. Of course, it wasn't that Leo didn't choose to be homeless, he merely didn't want to be sent to those horrendous orphanages, and his neighbors at his old house now knew that Mrs. Caldwell was no longer living there, so Leo's presence would be suspicio
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HG-OCT : Kylee's Audition"This is ridiculous. What are the chances..." The voice was male, soft and deep, most likely speaking to himself. But that didn't matter to her. Talking helped. Talking was doing something. Talking meant that she could not be waiting.
"There are currently about 96 thousand people in the capital. Roughly 1/3 will be children. If you divide that by 3 again, you'll have a rough estimate of the 12-18 population. That's 1 out of 10.6 thousand individuals... or technically 24 out of 10.6 thousand, or 1 out of 500 people. That's how bad our luck is"
The girl stood off to the side, speaking up for the first time since they were all united inside the mansion while they waited. The tension was killing her. Not literally, but figuratively. She watched the others, her heart firing off in a jack-rabbit of a pace. She could hardly believe this, could hardly believe what was happening. How could this be happening? What mob of twisted idiots -excuse her language- would force kids to go through s
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Bethena Berkizer - Audition
The entire course of Bethena Berkizer’s life had been determined by three simple words. From her startling entrance into the wretched world to her inevitable and welcome passing, along with however many days, months and years may fit between those two certain points of her existence. Three words that reached out and touched every waking moment of her life, forever tainting them with their implications. Three words that would be forever chained to Bethena, defining her in the eyes of the world with immediate and unforgiving clarity. Three words that would impose their haunting presence in Bethena Berkizer’s mind, body and soul for every single second of her miserable, pathetic life.
“Complications during childbirth.”
Those were the words printed on nearly every page contained in the vast tome of Bethena’s medical records. Her first breath of air had been exhaled in a scream of pain. Her first sensation was an agony that would never abandon her. She
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