The Twinborn Hunger games:

The Stormlit Hunger games:

The Threnodite Hunger games:

The Smedry Hunger games: 

This post is being updated and edited to include up to date leaderboards of current and past games. If there are errors, pm me.

The primary thing we should discuss is the magic system that will be used in the arena 

Meron sat on the couch, his sister's arm wrapped around him. She hadn't wanted to watch the Games. It brought back a lot of painful memories for her. He'd eventually convinced her to watch them with him, but she flinched a lot at some of the sights and sounds.

He hadn't been super keen on watching the Games when they were first announced either. For one thing, they'd have to watch on a pirated signal, though that wasn't the main thing. The Games had almost stole his sister's life the last time. But the people in that arena were his age. He felt like he had to watch it for their sakes.

When the cannon went off, Marewill stood and walked from the room. It reminded her of her own tribute kill of a boy named Kresh. She'd regretted it every day since.

Quote

So a few things for where this isn't-

This is right after - in my mind - when Tinker and Mare would have gotten engaged, so it's not their house, and Crocus wouldn't want the games in her house. I know Connor isn't living with the other tributes - at least he wasn't at the end of Cosmere, maybe he moved to Moongaze a few years later? Idk

“Yes, sir."

“And they’ve all consumed the solution."

“Yes, sir, and we’ve integrated it into the arena as well."

“Perfect. Raise the tubes."

~~~

You rise from a tube in the middle of a wasteland. Around you are many others. Together, you all form a circle.

At the center of the circle is a pile of supplies, though from here you cannot tell specifics.

A loud sound rang through the arena, followed by a booming voice. “LET THE QUELL BEGIN."

The house was perfect. It was more a palace than a house, really, and the entire thing glittered. A long table was set up in the ballroom, covered in rich foods. Various meats dripped with grease, fresh fruits were arranged artfully in crystal bowls, and decadent charcuterie boards filled in the gaps. There were soups, salads, breads, pastries. The rest of the ballroom contained smaller circular tables, where places were set out. Three forks, two spoons, a knife, and a name card. A salad plate, a dessert plate, a soup bowl,  a plate for the main course, a wineglass, a water glass. All the dishes were part of a set Aurylia had gotten made specifically for this year’s hunger games. Each table had a centerpiece and tablecloth themed after a specific spore; the spiky crimson table was her personal favorite.

Aurylia surveyed the room one final time. Servants were already standing at the walls. A butler was waiting to collect luggage as the guests ate. And, of course, the screens. In place of windows—disgusting things, showing weather that never seemed to match the occasion—the ballroom had more than a dozen alcoves containing tall, arched screens. Later, they’d show footage of the games themselves, but right now, they took the form of pale silver windows that looked out onto a sea of colored spores. Each “window” showed a different color of spores.

Finally, Aurylia took a last look in the mirror. Her hair, which shimmered a different color every time she moved, fell nearly to her feet, with two small buns out of which poked a pair of antlers. They had long been a topic of upper class gossip—were they surgically implanted, or merely clever hair ornaments? Aurylia had never spoken on the subject. Her dress was a simple, silky black (all the better to accentuate her hair). Satisfied, she clapped her hands. The invitations had been sent out. The guests would be arriving any minute, and she couldn’t wait to watch this year’s games.

Quote

Happy hunger games!

This is a roleplay which parallels the Lumar hunger games. You don’t have to be involved in any hunger games to play—you don’t need to know lore, you don’t need to keep up with the hunger games thread, and you don’t need to have a character in the games. Of course, you are more than welcome to do any or all of those things. If you do have a character in the games, you can support them, hate them, or be totally indifferent to them and latch onto someone else’s character. Whatever floats your boat.

Some important rules:

1. This thread is not a rebellion. We aren’t anti-games. We aren’t trying to stop them. These are upper class Capitol citizens who’ve gotten together to watch their favorite show. If, at some point, you character wants to start thinking about how actual lives are ending, that’s okay, but they cannot enter with that point of view.

2. Take the time for longer posts! This watch party isn’t as action packed as the games, and is more about drama, friendship, and petty things. So have some fun. Pretend the games are a book you’re hugely invested in, design an outfit you’ve always dreamed of wearing, and let your imagination run wild.

3. Much of this plot is fueled by the games themselves. If you’re also playing a character in the games, don’t just forget them to RP here. If you’re worried that once your tribute dies, you won’t be able to RP anymore, put a character in here! They can be furious about your other character’s death. Keep things moving there, and everyone has more fun. Also, it’s okay for this thread to move slower. If the games have slowed down, we may have less to do here. That’s okay.

But basically, please come to my party! It’ll be fun! If you want to have a previous relationship with Aurylia (or any other characters here) DM me or put it in the chat thread! This is a party, but also a collection of parties—instead of being one long party, they’ll happen nearly daily throughout the course of the games. Maybe there will be some brunches, some sleepovers, some dances. We are the Effie Trinkets that this world has been missing. So welcome to the most exclusive party the Capitol has to offer, and please, make yourselves at home.

The games will begin on Monday, around 12 p.m. mountain time. Prepare yourselves, or what you fear will find you.

This hunger games will be themed after the spores on Lumar.

This is the second Hunger Games since the Civil War at the end of the Cosmere games. 

Please fill out the character sheet below so we can throw your precious characters into an arena and watch them brutally murder each other

And may the odds be ever in your favor!

Quote

NAME:

GENDER:

AGE (12-18):

SKILLS:

BACKGROUND:

WORST FEAR:

FAVORITE COLOR:

OTHER:

GMs This Games: @Ancient Elantrian, @Edema Rue, @Spark of Hope, @Mags, @Sherma Main, @Uninteligenius

They're lined up on a slightly curved beach, with pristine white sand. Gentle blue waves wash against the shore in front of them. The beach gently curves around to encircle a beautiful bay, filled with pristine, clear water. Beyond the bay is a reef where the ocean gets choppier. Several islands can be seen in the distance.

In the center of the clear bay is a smaller island; really just a sandbar, poking out of the gentle ripples. On the island stands the Cornucopia, laden with supplies, and even a few sturdy kayaks, colored brightly against the sand and water. The only way to get there is to swim.

Behind the tributes lies a beautiful jungle, covered in greenery such as they've never seen back on the continent. Gigantic trees and vines and flowers cover the land, leading up to a slight mountain on the island's northern side. The calls of birds and creatures of all kinds can be heard coming from the jungle's depths. A morning mist is rolling over the island, creating streams of clouds that block the morning sun from time to time.

Each tribute wears a simple orange jumpsuit, bright and vibrant in this world of greens and blues. They each have a shoulder pad for their chosen Aviar, whether it was provided to them for the games or a companion they brought with them. And, in an unprecedented gift, each tribute is given a simple outline map of the Arena, laminated and rolled into a pocket of their jumpsuit.

A soft, masculine voice emanates from speakers the tributes can't see. They recognize it as the voice of Mr. Forrest, one of the GM's they met during the many ceremonies preceding the games.

"Welcome, all, to the Dystopia's first annual Hunger Games. It is my honor to announce the start of this grand tradition, resurrected from ages long past, to unify and solidify this new government in a time of trial and change.

"Tributes: the countdown will start momentarily. Once the gong sounds, you're on your own. I'd suggest making a plan; find ways to hide, survive in this unforgiving land, earn the favor of the Gamemakers and Sponsors. 

"Only one of you can make it out alive."

A mechanical female voice began a countown, starting at 60.

In the GM HQ, far from the arena, Mr. Forrest stepped back from the microphone. He turned to the other GMs, gathered around the monitors in the main room.

"Well, my associates, it seems we're on our way." He smiled slightly, then turned back to the monitors, watching the tributes, seeing how they felt, what they did as the waited.

This will be interesting indeed.

Finally, the countdown neared the end.

5...

4...

3...

2...

1...

A deafening gong sounded, echoing across the water.

The games had begun.

Quote

Welcome, everyone, to the Drominad Hunger Games! This is exciting for me, especially because I've never GM'd before. (I did not expect to be. We have Eddie to thank for drafting me.) I hope this gives a chance for some fun stories to be told, a chance for you to interact with new people, and a chance for you to help build another entry in this grand story we Sharders have started telling.

I want to make a PSA that will be very important: If you cannot RP too much today, you are not going to be disqualified, or put in a severely less advantageous position. The general trend in these RPs is that day one is a hectic mass of people trying to keep track of everything that's happening, and if you miss that you're a step behind. I want to try to mitigate some of that. If you don't manage to RP until after a few pages have happened, we'll assume your character has been hiding in the woods, planning their next steps. It's a little god-mod-y, but it also means your character hasn't been standing around doing nothing for several hours of in-game time. If you have another idea of what your character might have been doing while you were gone, just write it into your first post, and we should be good. Additionally, there will be other supplies on the island besides the cornucopia, so if you miss the immediate rush to get supplies from there, you will still have the chance to get supplies.

That being said, For those that can RP a bunch right away, lets try to make sure not too much happens while others are gone. If we can lessen or eliminate the feeling of people getting left behind whatsoever, that would be great.

We'll see how today goes; it might be that we find a rhythm that makes most of that micromanaging on my part unnecessary. But just in case things do go off the rails today (in a good way, we love RPing), I wanted to make sure the people who weren't on the train still have a chance.

Players: @Unintelligenius @UndiagnosedCrazyBoy @Lord Spirit @TwinSouls @The Stormfather @RoyalBeeMage @Through The Living Glass @The Aspiring Archivist @Scars of Hathsin @TheRavenHasLanded @Exotic Almond @J. Magi @SpiritOfWrath

Characters:

GMs: @The Bookwyrm @Spark of Hope @Ancient Elantrian @Dragonheir @SmilingPanda19

GM Characters:

Quote

Let us know if there are any questions or concerns, and have fun! 

May the odds be ever in your favor!

Put your memes here.

not sure what else to say

I make memes not threads.

anyways...

Twinborn

Stormlit

Threnody

Cytoverse

@Unintelligenius @UndiagnosedCrazyBoy @Lord Spirit @TwinSouls @The Stormfather @RoyalBeeMage @Through The Living Glass @The Aspiring Archivist @Scars of Hathsin @TheRavenHasLanded @Exotic Almond @J. Magi @SpiritOfWrath

After the collapse of the old Capitol (again) at the end of the Cosmere Hunger Games, and the resulting two-year civil war, the country was left in shambles. However, three long years after the end of the civil war and the secession of the Free States of the Crescent, a new government has risen, with a tight grip on the crumbling society, ready to build back a dystopian reality.

The ancient tradition of an Annual Hunger Games was re-instituted, the first taking place only a year after The Dystopia had fully reorganized, in order to control the populace through fear and coercion. 

And so, six years after the end of the Cosmere Hunger Games, the government is happy to announce the new Drominad Hunger Games.

These games will take place on an archipelago to the southwest of the main continent. The ecology of this archipelago is very similar to that of the Pantheon on the planet First of the Sun in the Drominad system (though, of course, the people of this world don't know that.) It's a beautiful, vibrant land, but also an incredibly hostile and dangerous one, with predators that can sense minds and death lurking around every corner.

These isles are also home to Aviar, birds that bestow strange gifts onto the humans they bond to. There are many species of Aviar, each with a unique power. Utilization of Aviar will almost assuredly be necessary for survival.

As The Dystopia has not been able to re-institute the district system yet, tributes will be taken at random from the entire population of the country. No one from the ages of 12 to 18 is safe, no matter their station, unless they have the...financial prowess, let's say...to skew the reaping away from them.

As the first game of a grand new tradition, The Dystopia hopes it is an exciting one, and wish to each and every tribute: May the odds be ever in your favor!

Rules:

Last games, we had character driven action that ended up saving a large number of the tributes. In this game, while we very much do want character driven action, it should also be understood that there is no hope of a happy ending. You can get attached to your characters, but not so attached as to not let them die. For in the Hunger Games, all must die, except for the victor.

Regarding Powers: If you want your character to have powers besides the Aviar, you can, but only as a character quirk; the arena has no allomantically viable metals and no Stormlight, and all breath will be taken away. Spren suppression systems are in place to prevent the summoning of Shards, if your character has sworn ideals to that point. 

Regarding Aviar: Each tribute will be given one of four types of Aviar before entering the arena. These are as follows:

• Aviar that provides mental sheilding
• Aviar that provides mental sensing
• Aviar that enhances physical abilities
• Aviar that enhances physical senses

There are many other types of Aviar in the arena, but it will be up to the tributes to find and trap their own.

Character Sheet

Your Gamemakers are: @The Bookwyrm, @Ancient Elantrian, @Spark of Hope, @Dragonheir, and @SmilingPanda19(when available). Come to us with any questions.

Sign-ups will end on Sunday, September 29th, and the official RP will start Monday, September 30th.

GM introduction is in the works!

Looking forward to this! Let's make this a fun one.

List of Approved Players/Characters:

The screen flickered with images of the arena. Hidden cameras had been placed all over the archipelago, covering every square inch of the new arena. Mr. Forrest scanned the room. The floor was black and smooth, like obsidian, and the walls were carved of red volcanic stone. The entire HQ, built in and around a small volcanic island far to the north of the Arena, is designed as such; made to seem as if it had grown naturally from the geologic processes that had formed the island. From the outer suites, which merged with the foliage of the island in beautiful ways, and the gentle flows of magma traveling intricate paths in the walls and floors for decoration...it was beautiful. If flashy. The Dystopia had wasted no funds in making them at home.

What does that say about their desperation, I wonder…

He absently adjusted the cuffs of his green suit as he looked at the various monitors. Each Gamemaker had a personal office, of course, but this was a place to meet, and to plan. Or, it would be, if two of the GMs weren't "unable to participate" at the moment...

Pellee sat on an armchair, her knees crossed. She had been extremely briefly introduced to Forrest before, but had next to no inclination to start a conversation with him. He had, after all, risen to power through the war that had killed her father. Forrest eyed Pellee for a moment before turning back to the monitors.

Barely more than a child...I hope the Capitol knows what they're doing.

Vistari sat quietly near a fireplace, next to a tree covered in brown and orange leaves. She was wearing a green dress, a small green vine growing out of it and over her shoulder. A tablet sat on her lap, on which she silently designed new foliage to cover the archipelagos of the arena. Pellee and Forrest sat in other parts of the room, but Vistari didn't care much to speak with them. She was engrossed in her botanical exploits.

“When are the tributes scheduled to arrive.”

Forrest turned back to Pellee. Good for her, breaking the silence. "Day after tomorrow," he responded. "Almost everything is in place."

"Almost..." Vistari agreed, glancing up at Forrest. "I'm sending in the last flora now." She pressed a button, then stood up and walked over to where Forrest was. "Has the reaping concluded yet? I want to study the tributes."

"Yes, it has." Have you been so fascinated by your modified wildlife that you missed that particular milestone? Why would you want to modify what the world has already made perfect for death, anyway…

"Wonderful. Go ahead and send me their profiles, if you would." Vistari asked, putting a hand on the back of her chair and watching the screens. "Beautiful islands, aren't they."

“Yes, quite. Deadly as well,” Pellee agreed.

"Just makes it more beautiful. There is a beauty in danger." 

“There is beauty in their danger.”

“All danger. All danger has beauty.”

Pellee turned, not glaring but making intense eye contact. “Not all danger.” She abruptly stood and left. Just before she made it out the door, it clicked open and Fifteen pushed it out, looking down at an electronic drawing pad.

He looked up at her, tucked his tablet into his chest, and whispered, “Oh hi… uhm have you-“ 

"Have I-" she started aggressively, but quickly changed her tone. "Have I what?"

He went quiet and looked down at her feet, mumbling. “Have you seen where my wrench went?…maam…” 

She sighed and knelt, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry for snapping at you. I was just very stressed. I haven't seen it."

“Mhm…” he said quietly, not meeting her eyes. He moved his shoulder just a bit but not much. He looked over her shoulder for a second. “What’s over there? Is that Mister Forrest-”

"It's a room where we can work. But we don't have to work now."

“Mhm mhm- but can I work in here-“ He was a curious boy, sometimes a little too curious for his own good.

"You can, yes, eventually. But there isn't much work to be done right now." She looked at the drawing pad. "What were you designing?"

"Uhm... well you see." He opened it up and showed her a complicated blueprint design for bioengineered flowers that attract bees and feed them lethal toxins through the flowers. "You saids... you said you needed a new plant for your...book... or something so."

She smiled. “That’s very good. Can you go show it to her?” She pointed to Vistari. 

Vistari waved, smiling. “A new plant? Please, I’d love to see it!”

Forrest eyed Fifteen. And so, the great lie. Maybe the Capitol didn't know what they were doing. Taking an actual child, making him develop machines for their bloodsport, all the while keeping the truth of his work from him. And having the gall to bring him to the headquarters with the rest of them. 

Let's see how badly it backfires when he finds out, shall we?

He ran over and held up his tablet. “Do you like it?” He smiled sweetly, expecting attention for doing good work.

Vistari whistles appreciatively. "I love it! This will be amazing for the book. This is great work, I'd almost think I designed it myself!" She holds out a hand for a high-five.

He smiled and high fived her. "Thank you Miss V."

"Anytime, Mister XV."

A rather nondescript man in a lab coat entered the room from the upper entrance. A brilliantly colored bird, with blues deeper and reds brighter than you’d imagine possible, preened on his shoulder. The man stood straight backed in front of the other GMs. “You may call me Third. I am the wildlife coordinator, as well as a general game master.” His voice was clipped, and almost a monotone. 

He whipped around and ran over to pet the bird. "Oooh hello mister bird-"

The bird and the man both flinch backwards, then the bird holds still, allowing 15 to pet it. The color of 15’s hand gets more vibrant, and there is a sensation of a sort of aura, like static electricity, around the aviar. For a second, it’s almost as though 15 can feel where the bird is with his own proprioception. 

Forrest nodded politely, but didn't say anything.

Vistari smiled to Fifteen. "Now, go along. We adults are having serious, booooring grown-up talk." She rolled her eyes dramatically, then winked.

He shuffled along quickly, tugging on Pellee's dress. "Mama... can I have a rootbeer?" he whispered.

She sighed. “Alright. Let’s go.”

He followed after her, talking to her about his recent plant. He was a quiet talker, but he sure did love to ramble. She listened, nodding when it seemed appropriate.

Once the two were gone, Third spoke to the remaining GMs. “If the child becomes a problem, I will deal with it.” 

"Deal with it how, exactly?" Forrest asked. "I hope you have something more elegant in mind than shooting him in the head."

“Of course I do. If I wasn’t competent, how could I have worked my way up to this point?” 

"There's always indoctrination,” Vistari suggested.

"Hm," Forrest said. "I thought we were well along on that path already."

"Yes, but more. More indoctrination. Why don't we just tell him what's going on?"

"That is exactly what I'd want to happen," Forrest said, folding his arms. "But our good friends at the Capitol are against it. They're afraid he'll stop working for them if he knows what's happening. As if coercing children into killing other children isn't something they're already willing to do."

The aviar squawks oddly, as if it’s snickering. “You could try it. I’d be able to take care of that as well.” 

Vistari nodded, noting this opinion. People really were fascinating. "Everything is ready for the games? Everything?"

Forrest nodded. "The Capitol has been planning this since it's reinstitution. We've been working on it for over a year. It's ready."

“Excellent. I’ve gathered more wildlife to place on the islands. They’ll be hungry, but that is rather the point…” 

Vistari smiled. "I can't wait."

Forrest turned once again to the many monitors covering the wall. The monitors that would soon be his window to the spectacle of death and survival. He smiled wryly. Let's see just how good these tributes are...

Ahem.

As you can see, this is a place to vote on where you'd like the next hunger games to be, because honestly, you guys are the ones who are make these games what they are. We would like to ask that you only vote if you plan on participating, because it isn't fair for a bunch of people who don't even want to do it to keep those who will be most affected by it from having the games they'd like. 

Anyway, because we've had a lot of backstory recently, a lot of people have been interested in something more fast paced. Both First of the Sun and Canticle would be much more fighting based, just by their nature. Nalthis has had a lot of interest, and Taldain could also be really fun. These two would probably be more story focused, but they don't have to be. First of the Sun and Canticle also wouldn't be completely fighting, so it isn't like a completely black and white choice, but that is where the focuses would probably be.

Anyway again, voting should be anonymous (but we've already established that I can't use the shard) (hush, all of you who keep calling me a grandma) but if it isn't let me know asap so that no one gets angry at anyone else, because that would make me very sad. Feel free to discuss and talk things out here or in the chat thread, and may there be much blood and glorious death ahead!

“Welcome,” a voice says, “to our first ever Commemorative Hunger Games! Each of our so-called “tributes” has volunteered and is ready to risk death for the possibility of gold and glory!”

In the center, instead of a traditional cornucopia, there sits a single story building. It’s black on every side, and it glitters with what can only be inlaid silver. Each of its four sides has a single door. Another spout of laughter begins, and this time they can tell it’s coming from within.

Everyone except for @TheRavenHasLanded, @Wierdo, @The Honorable One, @Unintelligenius, and @Lotus Blossom feels weakened, as if they can’t quite reach their power. Maybe they could, if they pushed, but it would be very draining. 

In the Gamemaker Headquarters, Gavin was sitting on a couch near his adopted parents. He was smiling pleasantly, though perhaps he watched the screen just a tad too eagerly. Paint was splattered across his hands, which he was absentmindedly scratching away.

Alderic stood quietly in a militaristic posture, hands held behind his back. His face was solemn as he watched the screen.

Cosette gripped the armrests of her chair tightly, clenching her strong, yet delicate hands on the wood. "Et voilà, le bain de sang commence..." She whispered, staring at the screen. "Et quel spectacle ce sera..." She gave a grim smile and settled back in her chair. Emeric sits beside her, his leg is crossed over the other and he is staring silently at Cosette. He then looks up at the screen and nods. 

Rekker smiles at Epiphany and then presses one of the many buttons laid out before him, notepad in hand. Gavin glanced at Rekker, frowned in confusion, then looked back at the screen. This wasn't something he wanted to miss.

“And now,” the voice continued. “Let’s begin! Ten.

Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.”

There’s a gong, and so the games begin.

Quote

Happy hunger games, everyone! If you have questions, please ask. As always, if you need to say something out of character do it in quote boxes. PLEASE mention or quote the people you're interacting with, including gamemakers, or else your posts will get lost. 

@Lord Spirit @Cash67 @RoyalBeeMage @J. Magi @TheRavenHasLanded @The Bookwyrm @Spark of Hope @Wierdo @The Stormfather @The Honorable One @WhyEverNot_8 @Unintelligenius @Scars of Hathsin @Witisthebest, @Lotus Blossom @Dragonheir @LightRinger

@Ancient Elantrian @Experience @SmilingPanda19 @Anguished_One

This is the one people have been asking for, the COSMERE Hunger Games! Finally, all the worlds are in your hand! 

YOU DO NOT HAVE TO HAD READ THE WHOLE COSMERE TO PARTICIPATE!

Almost One Hundred Years have passed since the end of the Smedry Hunger Games, when the capitol was destroyed and the world thrown into chaos. Then, under the hand of Her Greatness Siylna and her armies, the districts were united and the capitol rebuilt! 

For many years the land was ruled in peace by Her Greatness, and the Hunger Games were for a long time forgotten. Now Siylna has passed on, and in her honor a new Hunger Games is being held.

This time, however, tributes are volunteering, no more reaping. Volunteers from the ages of fourteen to twenty are choosing (or being secretly forced) into the games for the honor of being champion of the hunger games (and possibly intrigued by rumors that the victor will be made into the new monarch). 

RULES:

First of all, no reoccurring characters. We want an entirely new cast!

Secondly, while all of the powers and abilities found within the cosmere are available for use when making your character, we will veto any character that is too overpowered. Think third order radiant or less powerful and you should be fine.

Third, there will be no pre-rp. We still want characters to have backstory and personality, those make the games funner! But, I repeat, NO PRE-RP.

THE GMS WILL APPROVE CHARACTERS. IF YOU DON'T OBEY THESE RULES YOU WILL BE EXPECTED TO MAKE CHANGES.

Thank you, and we hope to see you in the arena!

-Elan

Some more mechanical info!

Signups close May 19th and the games will begin on the 20th.

Your GM’s are @Edema Rue @Ancient Elantrian @Anguished_One @Experience and @SmilingPanda19.

Character Sheet:

NOTE: All questions are required, and after you create your character a GM will approve it and/or help work out kinks. 

Thanks guys!! 

Eddie

First up, we have our darling friends @SmilingPanda19 and @Anguished_One! 

Emeric Moreau (Panda):

Cosette Moreau (Stick):

Next up is @Ancient Elantrian!

And here's @Experience

And last, but hopefully not least or I'll be angry, we have me!

And here we are! 7 days left to sign up if you haven't yet. Happy hunger games, everyone!

In the GMHQ, Aby sits on the edge of her seat, eyes wide. This is why I'm here, she reminds herself. These are the people who killed my family. They deserve to die. Oh, I'd like to taste their blood... she shakes her head. She's been having more and more strange thoughts like this, recently...she smiles at Madame Ahna. 

Rosalind stands to the right of Madam Ahna, a step behind. She has her hands folded in front of her and her head lowered respectively. A silver collar is wrapped around her neck and has a light buzz to it. She looks to the side slightly, not moving her head to peer at Aby for a moment before turning back.

Eike pressed a couple buttons on a tablet, sending out a few assassination orders, before tucking it away and looking up, resting a hand on a dagger at his side. He smiled, glancing over at Aby and winking, loving the way she shuddered, looking away.

And then a voice started counting down. "Ten." Aby shivers. Eike grins wickedly.

In the arena, the tributes hear the booming voice. "Nine." It won't be long now...one way or another, the scales are about to tip. Capital blood will be spilt.

"Eight."

"Seven."

"Six."

"Five."

The arena is getting windier. It isn't warm, isn't neutral. It's bizarre. One moment, the wind is hot as fire, and the next the tributes are shivering at the cold. 

"Four."

"Three." They can barely hear the voice over the wind.

"Two..."

"One."

There's a deafening gong, and the games begin.

Quote

Quick reminder: because there are so many of you, and because things may move really fast, please please please make sure to quote and/or mention people who need to respond to your posts. Happy hunger games, and may the odds be never in your favor!

@Aeoryi @Weaver of Lights @Ravenclawjedi42 @Part Of The Narrative @Lord Spirit @RoyalBeeMage @TheRavenHasLanded @The Cowardly One @The Stormfather @ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ @TwinSouls @..... @Just-A-Stick @Little j @justice magician @Scars of Hathsin @Lotus Blossom @Argenti

To those who thought this was going to be cosmere, sorry about the confusion there. Here you can sign up for the Smedry Hunger Games! To those who haven’t read Alcatraz vs. The Evil Librarians, the coppermind is your friend…or you can read really really fast. Since each of your characters is essentially young nobility, it’s pretty logical that a lot of them could be distant cousins. So, each character will have a Talent; a silly little magical quirk that can be both annoying and useful; such as the ability to always be late, which could be a problem for most of your life, until you arrive late to an injury, or your own death… (if you haven’t read Alcatraz, this is an example from the books. Don’t use it pretty please). Come up with any Talent you'd like, but we need to approve it. If you'd rather not have a Talent, that's okay too!

To sign up, just fill out the character sheet below and post it here! Only the things in red are required, but the more you develop your characters, the funner it'll be to play them! (Psst-the GM's love conflict. If even one or two characters can facilitate that, it makes our job easier and the games funner!) Note: all tributes must be children from the capitol.

If you have questions, comments, or concerns, please put them in the chat thread. If you’d like to plan alliances or relationships with other characters, that’s awesome, but please do that in the chat thread or through PM’s. (We’d like to keep this thread from getting too clogged up, so as to not lose anyone’s character sheets).

Signups will close at midnight on February 11th, I assume EST but I’m not sure, so get your characters in before then! The games will startIn the meantime, you can keep roleplaying and developing characters in the district RP’s, though none of your characters will know they’re going to be in the hunger games. You can start using your Talent in the district RP’s ONLY once myself, @SmilingPanda19, or @Invisible have approved it. 

So, your GM’s for this games! Panda will get out a more detailed intro for each of them sometime soon, but for now, your GM's are played by @Edema Rue, @SmilingPanda19, @The Wandering Wizard, @InvisibIe, and @Invisible.

One last thing: In the past, the games have moved incredibly quickly for an RP, so a couple things to be aware of: if more than 20 pages pass without you posting, or if you stop responding to mentions, (there's no exact numbers, we have to play it by ear as things progress), we may have to kill off your character. If something comes up and you have to drop out, that's just fine, but we ask that you let us know. As GM's, we try to keep track of everything, but sometimes that can be very hectic. So, if you need to talk to a specific player or GM, please quote or mention them so that your posts don't get lost in the flood! If you die early on but would still like to participate, PM the GM's! As long as you're communicating with us, we're happy to work with you and figure things out. 

As always, thanks so much for playing, and we look forward to watching your characters die in various ways! Happy hunger games, and may the odds be never in your favor.

(Originally Districts 7, 11, and 12. If your oc is from these districts, they belong here)

(Credits to @Lotus Blossom for playing Amyra Ay in the Stormlight Hunger Games)

THIS IS OPTIONAL

Here is a base summary of how this works, to find more details please look into the labeled spoiler sections. (Please note that this post will be edited after games and the continuation of the story line, so check back frequently because this will be updated)

After the rebellion against the capitol, the group of rebel freedom fighters took over. They split the 12 districts into 4 districts, each named after one of the four suicides during the Stormlight Hunger Games. These 4 districts have been separated been separated by wire and electric fence in hope of keeping some order. In order to travel to one of the other four districts you must get permission from the head of your district and travel one day by train. (OORP note: You do not have permission for your character to leave the district and go to another unless  you PM @SmilingPanda19 and get your character a ticket, there are no exceptions) 

ABOUT YOUR DISTRICT:

History: District Amyra Ay was named after the tribute who committed suicide during the Stormlight Hunger Games. She was a young woman born from District 11 who fought and died in the Hunger Games. What is notable about her death is the fact that she chose to die in order to hopefully save anothers life. To honor her noble sacrifice this district has been named after her. 

Official Color:  Yellow

Original Districts: These three districts combined into District Amyra Ay - 7 - 11 - 12 

Specific laws and regulations for capitol born citizens and district born citizens:

Current Situation: PLEASE READ

After districts 7, 11, and 12 combined and were established, the rebels rounded up all the capitol citizens. The Gamemaker Headquarters was flushed of capitol citizens and replaced by rebels. For these next hunger games everyone who is participating will be a capitol citizen. That means you will be playing a capitol child in the next hunger games. The capitol adults have put in prisons in the former capitol and the capitol children have been divided into four groups (siblings and families have purposefully been separated) and spread among the four districts. There they work as servants and poor folk. NOTE: The capitol children in the districts are between the ages of 8 and 18, this is different then most hunger games. You do have permission to play a younger character.  You may also play people in the districts, or district born citizens (both adult and children) but they will not be in the hunger games. You may not play a capitol adult at this time, only a capitol child in one of the districts. If this is complicated or hard to understand please reach out to @SmilingPanda19 via PM or email (Smilingpanda190@gmail.com) 

I repeat.

YOU MAY ONLY PLAY A CAPITOL CHILD IN THE NEXT HUNGER GAMES, NO EXCEPTIONS 

You may choose which district your capitol child has been stationed in, but once you choose you can not change your mind and choose another unless you contact @SmilingPanda19

This post will be updated to accommodate to future games. 

If you did not read this entire post, please do in order to understand. This is a bit more complicated than usual. Any and all questions can be directed to @SmilingPanda19

Ryn stood silently. He was glad his ticket went through.

(Originally Districts 8, 9, and 10. If your oc is from these districts, they belong here)

(Credits to @Ravenclawjedi42 for playing Bob in the Stormlight Hunger Games)

THIS IS OPTIONAL

Here is a base summary of how this works, to find more details please look into the labeled spoiler sections. (Please note that this post will be edited after games and the continuation of the story line, so check back frequently because this will be updated)

After the rebellion against the capitol, the group of rebel freedom fighters took over. They split the 12 districts into 4 districts, each named after one of the four suicides during the Stormlight Hunger Games. These 4 districts have been separated been separated by wire and electric fence in hope of keeping some order. In order to travel to one of the other four districts you must get permission from the head of your district and travel one day by train. (OORP note: You do not have permission for your character to leave the district and go to another unless  you PM @SmilingPanda19 and get your character a ticket, there are no exceptions) 

ABOUT YOUR DISTRICT:

History: District Bob was named after the tribute who committed suicide during the Stormlight Hunger Games. He was a young man born from District 8 who fought and died in the Hunger Games. What is notable about his death is the fact that he chose to die in order to hopefully save anothers life. To honor his noble sacrifice this district has been named after him. 

Official Color: Green

Original Districts: These three districts combined into District Bob  8 - 9 - 10

Specific laws and regulations for capitol born citizens and district born citizens:

Current Situation: PLEASE READ

After districts 8, 9, and 10 combined and were established, the rebels rounded up all the capitol citizens. The Gamemaker Headquarters was flushed of capitol citizens and replaced by rebels. For these next hunger games everyone who is participating will be a capitol citizen. That means you will be playing a capitol child in the next hunger games. The capitol adults have put in prisons in the former capitol and the capitol children have been divided into four groups (siblings and families have purposefully been separated) and spread among the four districts. There they work as servants and poor folk. NOTE: The capitol children in the districts are between the ages of 8 and 18, this is different then most hunger games. You do have permission to play a younger character.  You may also play people in the districts, or district born citizens (both adult and children) but they will not be in the hunger games. You may not play a capitol adult at this time, only a capitol child in one of the districts. If this is complicated or hard to understand please reach out to @SmilingPanda19 via PM or email (Smilingpanda190@gmail.com) 

I repeat.

YOU MAY ONLY PLAY A CAPITOL CHILD IN THE NEXT HUNGER GAMES, NO EXCEPTIONS 

You may choose which district your capitol child has been stationed in, but once you choose you can not change your mind and choose another unless you contact @SmilingPanda19

This post will be updated to accommodate to future games. 

If you did not read this entire post, please do in order to understand. This is a bit more complicated than usual. Any and all questions can be directed to @SmilingPanda19

(Originally Districts 3, 5, and 6. If your oc is from these districts, they belong here)

(Credits to @Authorspren for playing Oradin in the Stormlight Hunger Games)

THIS IS OPTIONAL

Here is a base summary of how this works, to find more details please look into the labeled spoiler sections. (Please note that this post will be edited after games and the continuation of the story line, so check back frequently because this will be updated)

After the rebellion against the capitol, the group of rebel freedom fighters took over. They split the 12 districts into 4 districts, each named after one of the four suicides during the Stormlight Hunger Games. These 4 districts have been separated been separated by wire and electric fence in hope of keeping some order. In order to travel to one of the other four districts you must get permission from the head of your district and travel one day by train. (OORP note: You do not have permission for your character to leave the district and go to another unless  you PM @SmilingPanda19 and get your character a ticket, there are no exceptions) 

ABOUT YOUR DISTRICT:

History: District Oradin was named after the tribute who committed suicide during the Stormlight Hunger Games. He was a young man born from District 5 who fought and died in the Hunger Games. What is notable about his death is the fact that he chose to die in order to hopefully save anothers life. To honor his noble sacrifice this district has been named after him. 

Official Color:  Blue

Original Districts: These three districts combined into District Oradin 3 - 5 - 6

Specific laws and regulations for capitol born citizens and district born citizens:

Current Situation: PLEASE READ

After districts 3, 5, and 6 combined and were established, the rebels rounded up all the capitol citizens. The Gamemaker Headquarters was flushed of capitol citizens and replaced by rebels. For these next hunger games everyone who is participating will be a capitol citizen. That means you will be playing a capitol child in the next hunger games. The capitol adults have put in prisons in the former capitol and the capitol children have been divided into four groups (siblings and families have purposefully been separated) and spread among the four districts. There they work as servants and poor folk. NOTE: The capitol children in the districts are between the ages of 8 and 18, this is different then most hunger games. You do have permission to play a younger character.  You may also play people in the districts, or district born citizens (both adult and children) but they will not be in the hunger games. You may not play a capitol adult at this time, only a capitol child in one of the districts. If this is complicated or hard to understand please reach out to @SmilingPanda19 via PM or email (Smilingpanda190@gmail.com) 

I repeat.

YOU MAY ONLY PLAY A CAPITOL CHILD IN THE NEXT HUNGER GAMES, NO EXCEPTIONS 

You may choose which district your capitol child has been stationed in, but once you choose you can not change your mind and choose another unless you contact @SmilingPanda19

This post will be updated to accommodate to future games. 

If you did not read this entire post, please do in order to understand. This is a bit more complicated than usual. Any and all questions can be directed to @SmilingPanda19

(Originally Districts 1, 2, and 4. If your oc is from these districts, they belong here)

(Credits to @InvisibIe for playing Red in the Stormlight Hunger Games)

THIS IS OPTIONAL

Here is a base summary of how this works, to find more details please look into the labeled spoiler sections. (Please note that this post will be edited after games and the continuation of the story line, so check back frequently because this will be updated)

After the rebellion against the capitol, the group of rebel freedom fighters took over. They split the 12 districts into 4 districts, each named after one of the four suicides during the Stormlight Hunger Games. These 4 districts have been separated been separated by wire and electric fence in hope of keeping some order. In order to travel to one of the other four districts you must get permission from the head of your district and travel one day by train. (OORP note: You do not have permission for your character to leave the district and go to another unless  you PM @SmilingPanda19 and get your character a ticket, there are no exceptions) 

ABOUT YOUR DISTRICT:

History: District Red was named after the tribute who committed suicide during the Stormlight Hunger Games. He was a young man born from District 4 who fought and died in the Hunger Games. What is notable about his death is the fact that he chose to die in order to hopefully save anothers life. To honor his noble sacrifice this district has been named after him. 

Official Color:  Red

Original Districts: These three districts combined into District Red 1 - 2 - 4

Specific laws and regulations for capitol born citizens and district born citizens:

Current Situation: PLEASE READ

After districts 3, 5, and 6 combined and were established, the rebels rounded up all the capitol citizens. The Gamemaker Headquarters was flushed of capitol citizens and replaced by rebels. For these next hunger games everyone who is participating will be a capitol citizen. That means you will be playing a capitol child in the next hunger games. The capitol adults have put in prisons in the former capitol and the capitol children have been divided into four groups (siblings and families have purposefully been separated) and spread among the four districts. There they work as servants and poor folk. NOTE: The capitol children in the districts are between the ages of 8 and 18, this is different then most hunger games. You do have permission to play a younger character.  You may also play people in the districts, or district born citizens (both adult and children) but they will not be in the hunger games. You may not play a capitol adult at this time, only a capitol child in one of the districts. If this is complicated or hard to understand please reach out to @SmilingPanda19 via PM or email (Smilingpanda190@gmail.com) 

I repeat.

YOU MAY ONLY PLAY A CAPITOL CHILD IN THE NEXT HUNGER GAMES, NO EXCEPTIONS 

You may choose which district your capitol child has been stationed in, but once you choose you can not change your mind and choose another unless you contact @SmilingPanda19

This post will be updated to accommodate to future games. 

If you did not read this entire post, please do in order to understand. This is a bit more complicated than usual. Any and all questions can be directed to @SmilingPanda19

Quote

@Invisible

Elan and Elan Jr. have finally been executed, and with that family line of people being deemed untrustworthy, a new gamemaker has come to play:

Eike is head of assassins for the government. He has a hand in almost every section of the government, and is expertly trained to kill. He is ruthless and smart. And, at least from the outside world, he’s hiding something…

Spoiler

No pictures provided to commoners

@Edema Rue

Hey, Eddie here! So my GM character has quite a bit of history, for those of you who haven't played before! We originally saw her in Threnody HG, as Siylna, a girl from the capitol who quickly rose to become head gamemaker. She and her boyfriend Victor were in love on top of the world...but Siylna was ambitous, and Victor was a threat. So she kissed him and stabbed him. Unfortunately, she got caught and taken to prison, where she was tortured, brainwashed, and turned into something that wasn't quite human...and that something was Zira, my vampire GM for Cytoverse HG! She drank blood and could turn into a bat, and served her so-called mother, Emma. But everything that had led Siylna to betray Victor was still inside her, and she betrayed Emma, too, attacking her as rebels stormed the capitol. But she underestimated Emma, and once again, her memories were washed and she became someone new...

Leaving us with Aby, a simple, unassuming girl from district 11 who's happy to serve her rescuer, Mistress Ahna. But there are other people at war inside her, and deep down...she wants revenge on the capitol, which is why she's decided to become a gamemaker. She's my GM for our upcoming hunger games!
 

Spoiler

@The Wandering Wizard

At the end of the last games Emma revealed herself to be known to the rebellion as Madam Ahna. Which she really is, well no one knows. 

She's a secretary who looks to be in her twenties, but no one knows her true age. Her eyes are now a sparkling sapphire blue, her hair a deep chocolate brown, and her wings are gone.

She was just a lowly secretary but through a stunning turn of events she was elected Madam President by the people. Though she still insists they just call her Ahna and she sees her election as a extension of her previous job to protect the people.

She has a handmaid Rosalind who she is very close with and many suspect she is her secret lover. Though her handmaid seems to have no clue, nor why her mistress gets giggly and a mischievous smile around her. 

Spoiler

@InvisibIe

Ruio has long been considered soft. Even when he was a trained soldier, he never fought. After the craziness of the last games, he returned home from a trip to find that his entire family had been slaughtered by rioters. Now he feels a crushing guilt every day for not having protected them, and an unquenchable thirst to prove himself. He doesn't know most of the other GMs very well, so he tries to mostly avoid them. 
 

Spoiler

@SmilingPanda19

Rosalind Valore 

The loyal handmaiden to President Ahna. Upon stepping into the roll Ahna found poor District 4 born capitol girl, Rosalind Valore, in the camps newly set up in the capitol. She lived in the Districts for most of her life, but has spent the last 5 years in the capitol. When the rebellion struck she was thrown in the group with the other capitol citizens. Ahna hand plucked the troublemaker out to everyone’s surprise. Now, in the process of training her young servant, she is taking office with a helpful handmaiden by her side. 
 

Spoiler

 

Interested in fast moving roleplay? Death? Romance? Tragedy? GM drama? Well, you've come to the right place!

Here, we host Sanderson-themed hunger games! Sometimes they're a blast, sometimes they're...less of a blast, but they've all had some wonderful moments, and really, what you put in is what you get out!

Haven’t read The Hunger Games? No problem! All we’re doing is putting a group of children, between ages 12 and 18, into an arena, where they fight to the death! But with Sanderson themed powers! It’s great!!

Never played before? Also no problem! Each games has almost entirely new characters, excepting the GM’s. But we’ll explain our characters for you. It’s always easy to jump in!

So...rules, ratings, advice?

The most important thing is to remember that we're here to have fun, and we're here for the stories! The GM's aren't perfect, and sometimes...well, sometimes shades and delvers punch people. If you spend the entire games looking for flaws, well, you'll certainly find them, but what you won't find is fun. And magic, because stories really are magic (I will fight you on this). So...come and enjoy yourself! 

Other rules...well, pretty typical etiquette, mostly. No godmodding, be courteous, try not to spoil books, and if you have to die...well, there's a pretty good chance you're going to die, so...go out with a bang! Before each games, we post a sign-up thread with a character sheet. Just fill out the character sheet, and you're in! If you'd like to play a non-tribute character, PM the GM's and we'll work something out with you! Having relationships with other characters is awesome; giving your character backstory makes them funner for everyone! If something happens and you need to drop out, that's just fine, but please, please, please let us know so that the games keep moving.

All RP should follow these ratings. Since these are, well, children fighting each other to the death, they can get quite violent. Just try to remember the ratings, especially for romance and swearing.

And advice...hmm...if we have a games themed around a Sanderson book you aren't familiar with it, we still want you! You can try to read really fast, look at the coppermind, or create a character without magic! We're happy to answer any questions you have. Oh, and always stab first, we like it when you fight. 

Beyond that...if you have questions or suggestions, feel free to PM @Ancient Elantrian, @SmilingPanda19, or myself! We really enjoy these games, and hope that we'll be able to bring you many more!

Happy hunger games, my friends, and may the odds be never  in your favor!

The tributes are raised up in a circle on a large fragment with different biomes on different parts. However, if you looked far enough there was an edge and beyond that there were more fragments. This fragment however will be known as the Oculus. It has five biomes cut like a pie chart. (Tropical Rainforest, Sand dunes, ice tundra, extreme desert, thick temperate forest)

In the center is the cornucopia, but there is something unusual. It’s a button. A small red button on a wooden log. 

A voice comes over: “Hello my darlings! I’m so ready to see you all fight! It will be exciting! You have so many fun things ahead of you!” You can almost feel her grin. “Just be careful, don’t draw the attention of the delvers…. Anywhoooo! Good luck my little ones!” She crackles away and the countdown begins. 
60...
59...
58...
57...
56...
55...
54...
53...
52...
51...
50...
49...
48...
47...
46...
45...
44...
43...
42...
41...
40...
39...
38...
37...
36...
35...
34...
33...
32...
31...
30...
29...
28...
27...
26...
25...
24...
23...
22...
21...
20...
19...
18...
17...
16...
15...
14...
13...
12...
11...
10...
9...
8...
7...
6...
5...
4...
3...
2...

1…

The tributes are released!

***
OORP Reminders:

Please use quotes OORP

Please do not argue with gamemakers, we are all at a very busy time in our lives so have patience with us.

If you create a Cytoverse related PM with a Gamemaker or any other tribute please add at least the head gamemakers. (Ancient Elantrian, Edema Rue, SmilingPanda19)

Memes are welcomed with open arms!

IRP Reminders:

Using Cytonic Abilities, hyperdrives or AI generally attract delvers

Things can be possessed by delvers, so watch for that

The Nowhere is not able to be escaped in any way possible as this is the Hunger Games

Time is confusing in the nowhere, it’s often hard to tell how much time has passed

Youll start to loose more of your memories the longer you spend in the nowhere, this can be prevented somewhat by staying in groups, and using icons (Only gifted by gamemakers)

Ships have 3 main parts: 

IMP - if you fly close enough to someone and fire your IMP you bring down both of your shields, theirs and yours

Light Lance - Much like a glowing grappling hook

Destructor - *Pew Pew*

Note for non-skyward readers: Poco = Ship

Ships usually have two settings: Non-lethal destructor fire (Blue) and Lethal destructor fire (Red) for the purpose of the games we have them all set to lethal fire (Red) if you think we should do otherwise then please PM us

After death you can always play other characters! (GMHQ, Delvers, Animals, etc.) just ask permission from the gamemakers first!

We are expecting you to create the story! Make your own plot! Work with each other or against each other! Don’t make this boring, you can fight without dying!

Any further questions, comments, or concerns should be taken up with any of these lovely people.  @SmilingPanda19 @Ancient Elantrian @Edema Rue @The Wandering Wizard @shortcake

Welcome to the games!

@Canada Lover @xinoehp512 @SymphonianBookworm @Lotus Blossom @Lord Spirit @The Wandering Wizard @Edema Rue @Ancient Elantrian @shortcake @Ati16 @Just-A-Stick@Thaidakar the Ghostblood  @Aeoryi @Argenti @DefiantAllomancer@Ravenclawjedi42  @Justice_Magician@The Honorable One@TheRavenHasLanded @[Redacted]

RP: DDF FLIGHT TRAINING

There is no in game benefit to rping here other than alliances and PLOT!

The gamemakers characters will not be participating in this thread, this is dedicated to tributes only. Start your own plot, give a backstory, and get allies/wing mates! This thread is open to all those who have signed up. This thread closes the 21st of November 2023. Can’t wait to see what you all come up with!

@Edema Rue @Thaidakar the Ghostblood @The Wandering Wizard @shortcake @Ancient Elantrian @Ravenclawjedi42 @Canada Lover @TheRavenHasLanded @Ati16

First, here is your character sheet:

Next, we have the fun little blip of Ookla season coming up! If you’re planning on participating, please let us know what your username will be, because these games are incredibly hard to run when we don’t know who’s who

Now…plot. The whole idea for the hunger games is that everyone dies. That’s the way these RP’s work. But, since we the GM’s want to have fun too, that means we’ll be doing our own plot. We’ll try hard not to take over the entire thread (I know there was a lot going on with the GM’s in the last games especially) but if you guys aren’t killing each other, we’ll get bored. Just a heads up. Conflict is crucial for these games to work. If every character decides to run away and hide in a tree, this won’t be fun for anyone. So…fight, and accept that you will probably die! It makes the games fun. That being said, the GM’s aren’t the only ones allowed to fall in love, be monsters, have lives and emotions and plot. We do, however, plan some things out. So if you’re interested in being more than just a tribute, please PM us! We’re more than happy to let you figure out plot with other characters and maybe the GM’s as long as you let us know. There must be an order to the chaos if we want to enjoy it

We also have the issue of activity. These games are almost notorious for moving really fast, and we get that it can be really, really hard to keep up with them while life is happening. That’s fine, just…be mindful of it. With this games, if you’d like an alliance you can form it among yourselves on this thread (or another that I’ll explain in a minute). We’ve previously had issues where people can’t do anything because people they’re allied with are inactive, so if you won’t be able to check the thread more than once or twice a day, be careful with interactions. (Again, none of this is rules or saying you can’t, it’s just more convenient for others)

So, that other thread I mentioned! Signups are exactly a week, you have until next Sunday, and during that week we decided to try a sort of…pre-rp. We’ll see how it goes. This games is interesting because since it’s cytoverse, you can be anyone and anything from anywhere. So if you want to, you can put your character into the DDF, Starsight, or anywhere else for a week. This isn’t required, and is just a fun thought so that your characters can have backstory before we plop them into the games. @SmilingPanda19 will be making that thread later today for anyone who’s interested, but again, you don’t need to do that in order to play the games.

These games are cytoverse in celebration of Defiant, which comes out November 21st. Any new information released there won’t be included for these games, since a lot of people can’t read it for a while after it comes out.

Last, I just want to quickly mention etiquette. The GM’s are just people who want to have a good time. The magic won’t be perfectly aligned with canon, and this won’t be perfect in any form of the word. If you look for flaws, then stars above you will find them. You won’t have fun, though.

EDIT: here is what the coppermind has on powers

• 3.1Sense
• 3.2FTL Communication
• 3.3Mind Speed Acceleration
• 3.4Mindblades
• 3.5Concussion Bolts
• 3.6FTL Travel
• 3.7Mind Swap
• 3.8Cytonic Suppression
• 3.9Trans-cytonic processing
• 3.10Illusions

And…I think that’s all! Any questions, comments, concerns, or emotional outbursts can be answered by your GM’s: @The Wandering Wizard @Ancient Elantrian @SmilingPanda19 @Edema Rue @Thaidakar the Ghostblood @shortcake 

Happy hunger games, my friends!!

@The stormfather @Ravenclawjedi42 @TheRavenHasLanded @Aeoryi @Lightweaver2 @Lord Spirit @Silver Phantom @Argenti @Master if Magic @Scars of Hathsin @DefiantAllomancer @Experience @SymphonianBookworm @Kajsa :) @Wittles of Shinovar @The Honorable One @Canada Lover @Justice_Magician @[Redacted] @Lotus Blossom @ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ (sorry, I know this isn’t everyone who’s interested, these are just people who participated in the last games)

The day of the games has arrived…

The Gamemakers all sit in the gamemaker headquarters. The front of the room is filled with flashing lights and beeping noises. Keyboards click and peoples chatter takes up the majority of the air space. The room is booming with action. It's 7 am. The games are about to begin and everyone is giggling with anticipation. The arena has appeared on the multiple screens on display throughout the room so everyone can get a clear view. . 

The back of the gamemaker room has been redesigned. Its previous blue, white, and gray theme has been changed to a more sophisticated look. The walls were redone into a fine African Blackwood with black and gray painted sections covered in priceless paintings of all shapes and sizes, and Black Marquina marble flooring installed along the main floor. Dark brown leather chairs sit on a circular raised platform in the center back of the room around an oval shaped African Blackwood coffee table that’s encased in clear resin. The front of the room is covered in technology and busy gamemakers working away at the games, and yet the back of the room has a pool table and bells to ring for tea. Nobody is allowed here except for the top six gamemakers. Golden chandeliers hang and warm flickering candles rest on the walls to light the side of the room with a more old fashioned feel. One could call it, for lack of a more descriptive word, charming. 

Along in each of their fancy leather chairs with their fancy cups of tea and their expensive clothes sit the gamemakers. Each in order of importance from left to right around the table. Siylna takes the far left and then Victor, Herman, Calliope, Kaa, and finally Elan on the far right. The clink of fine china sounds throughout the whole room as the gamemakers settle into their seats, practically dripping with excitement.

Victor sits uneasily in his chair, shifting at every squeaky sound and every clank of a cup. He pulls his head back a little bit towards his shoulder uncomfortably as his hands fidget with the bounce of his leg. 

Siylna looks up from behind several screens. She continues tapping buttons, but winks at Victor. “We’re doing this,” she says, “and we’re going to do it right.”

Victor nods half heartedly. “I know, you're right, love. You’re always right.” He looks over at the other gamemakers, it is way too loud in here and way too chaotic for such an early hour, at least for Victor.

Callie laughed and stood up, walking over to pour herself another drink. She picked up the cue stick next to the pool table, and leaned over casually to hit in a few billiard balls. “This will be fun,” she said to the other gamemakers, smiling as she set down the cue stick.

Siylna laughed and followed her over. “Oh, I know.” She grabbed her own stick and carefully hit a ball.

Kaa stares blankly at the screens, watching that everything goes according to plan while the other gamemakers dilly dally with their silly games. 
“Tell them to come sit down, the games are about to begin.” He mutters to Elan. Elan is sitting sipping his tea next to him with a way too wide grin on his face. 
“There’s not much to see… nothing at all. Nothing to call them for.” He breaks our into a giggle only a madman can produce. Of course the blind man is going to be useless to him. Kaa rolls his eyes and just looks back to the screen, if they were going to be children he’ll throw them in with all the rest unless they start acting like the adults they are. 

Everyone finally settles down into their seats after a few minutes of bickering and chitter chatter. Practically sitting on the edge as the countdown finally begins.

60…

59…

58…

57…

Just as Callie was about to sit down, she noticed Herman wasn’t there. Drink in hand, she briskly walked to the door. All the others were so invested in the countdown. Before she turned around, the gamemakers caught the hint of a smile. Then, in a moment, it disappeared, and she slammed the door behind her.

56…

54…

53…

52…

51…

50…

49…

    Calliope broke out into a run. She made it to Herman’s room, and knocked on the door. 

48…

47…

46…

45…

44…

    No answer. Calliope banged on the door with her fists.

43…

42…

41…

40…

The tributes are raised through the tubes in the ground,  trackers implanted into their arms as they enter the arena. 

39…

38…

37…

36…

35…

    It wouldn’t open, so she turned to her side and tried to push through, fidgeting with the handle. No movement.

34…

33…

32….

31…

30…

Their platforms lock in place, giving them a perfect view of the Cornucopia in the middle of the ring of tributes. The cornucopia glows faintly green in the darkness. And oh, it is dark. There are no stars in the sky, no moon. Dark trees are faintly visible, and it’s obvious that shades are moving between them. The cornucopia itself is full of packs and weapons. A single, scythe stands tall and straight at the center, glittering dangerously. Knives, an axe, and several spears are also visible. And there are clubs, weapons designed to break bones without drawing blood.

29…

28…

27…

26…

25…

24…

23…

22…

21…

20…

Calliope tried to work through the lock, but it was stuck. She sighed, and collected herself. “Mister. Sylvester?” No answer. “Mister Sylvester, we need you in the headquarters.” Was he ignoring her? She pulled out a tension wrench and paper clip, beginning to pick the lock.

19…

18…

17…

16…

15…

Around the cornucopia, several figures flickered into existence. Faceless, featureless mannequins with daggers, swords, knives. They drew their weapons, prepared to defend the supplies.

14…

13…

12…

10…

    With a click, the door was unlocked and swung open.

9…

8…

A single shade floats into the circle, meandering between the tributes, caressing faces and playing with hair. And then it floats back into the trees, disappearing into the crowd. 

7…

6…

5…

The loud countdown rings over the gamemaker room and everyone is on the edge of their seats. Siylna has a tight smile, eyes bright.

4…

3…

2…

Footsteps came from down the hall, heels tapping quickly on the marble, and all the gamemakers whipped their heads around. Victor jumped up from his seat and looked down the hall, Siylna following close behind.

Calliope came to an abrupt stop once she saw the other gamemakers. She composed herself, and looked each one of them in the eyes. “Gamemakers,” she said, calmly, “There seems to have been a murder.” Calliope stepped to the side, revealing the limp bloody body of Herman Patrick Sylvester VI lying on the doorway of the hall, dead.

Screaming immediately follows her announcement, lesser gamemakers running around in a panicked frenzy. The head gamemakers, though, are silent. They know what this could mean for them.  Victor stands in shock, his face filled with horror, not for the rotten old man, but for his own life and reputation. Kaa and Elan just stand back by the door, their expressions hidden behind the shadow of the far end of the hall, their shaking breathing however proves how horrible this is. Siylna is the first to step forward. She prods his cheek. “How…unfortunate.” 

1…

A loud blaring horn sounds and Siylna’s prerecorded voice sounds over the arena.

“Let my games begin!”

@The stormfather @Ravenclawjedi42 @Lightweaver2 @Lord Spirit @The Wandering Wizard @Silver Phantom @Argenti @Master if Magic @Scars of Hathsin @DefiantAllomancer @Experience @SymphonianBookworm @TheRavenHasLanded @Kajsa :) @Wittles of Shinovar @The Honorable One @Szeth's Facepalm @shortcake @AN020C @jerps @Justice_Magician @Aeoryi 

The moment you’ve been waiting for…..

The THRENODITE HUNGER GAMES

Welcome to our third hunger games! We are so glad you all have decided to join us.

Many of you have participated in our previous games, but if your new here we will give you the rundown. Please read all of this so that you can learn the basics of the games and gamemakers. Any questions can be sent to @Edema Rue @Ancient Elantrian @SmilingPanda19 @Lotus Blossom @Witisthebest

GENERALIZATION: It is not required to read the hunger games trilogy or the selected Brandon Sanderson novel/Novella to participate and succeed. 

There will be ____ number of tributes thrown into the created arena (made by us game makers) 

You will be filling out a character sheet to sign up and you can give your character as much personality and pizzazz as you desire. You will all be fighting to the death till we get one singular victor.

In the background our lovely six game makers will be playing their own characters with their own in depth plot. 

Be excited for deception, manipulation, romance, and murder within the game makers plot line. Some of you will be pleased to know some of our favorite Stormlite hunger games characters will be returning alongside new faces.

Please try your absolute best to keep up with both the game maker's plot and the other characters. We are expecting a very large group of players, so please be patient with us and others if we are not 100% up to date at all times.

The game maker's plot is both interesting and possibly helpful to your characters later. 

Death information: Everyone but one will have to die, it is a fact you will have to accept. Some deaths will be murders. Some deaths will be natural disasters. Some will be predators and prey. Ultimately you decide your character's fate, but occasionally a game maker will have to step in and say that there is no logical way for a character to survive and they will ask you to kill off your character.

However, There will be dead tribute opportunities. In an attempt to keep everyone involved, active, and engaged in the story, dead or alive, you will be offered opportunities. 

Just because your character is dead does not mean your activity should be.

Some opportunities include but are not limited to: Controlling predators, natural disasters, ghosts of your characters, hallucinations, involvement in game maker plot, etc. (All of these must gamemaker approved before putting into action)

Alliances: Us game makers are very open to alliances between characters and highly promote this. It gives you a better chance of success and interesting tribute plot lines. 

NOTICE: We would very much enjoy seeing tribute plot during this, bond with each other, betray, backstories, motivation, interests, favorite things, romances, and insanity. Give your characters life!

IMPORTANT PLOT BACKSTORY: If you have not read the Twinborn Hunger Games or the Stormlite Hunger Games that is okay, but I suggest looking at the gamemaker plot from the Stormlite Hunger Games to really get involved.

The Threnodite Hunger Games takes place 5 years after the Stormlite Hunger Games. 5 years ago the Head Gamemaker, Anansi Bonswear, was murdered by his fellow game makers in the arena. The Hunger games completely shut down for those 5 years due to the horrific act being caught on camera and played all across the country.

We now come back to 6 game makers, the top in the country. With such a long period of time without the hunger games the entire country is on the edge of their seat to see what the best in the country can come up with.

Please join us in introducing our six game makers.

Elan. @Ancient Elantrian

Kaa. @Witisthebest

Calliope Nefeli. @Lotus Blossom

Herman Patrick Sylvester VI. @Labyrinth

Victor Forlin. @SmilingPanda19

Siylna Beunar. @Edema Rue

VERY IMPORTANT: 

Sign ups: Oct. 13th - 20th

Rp: Begins - Oct. 23rd and must have ended by Nov. 13th

All of these may be subject to change.

GAMEMAKER INTRODUCTIONS: 

Victor steps out into the light of the floodlights. The colors begin to flash and he holds up his hands, his left hand in the air, the right on his scepter. He flashes the numerous cameras a charming grin as the thunderous applause sounds around him.

He wears a bright yellow suit from head to toe with white fancy shoes and an even fancier tie. He has a remarkably pearly grin that stretches from ear to ear. He has a slightly noticeable scar over his nose and in between his eyebrows. His dark hair is poofed up slightly and probably thickened with gel for it shines in the spotlight.

He waves his hands at the crowd, flinching slightly with the overwhelming loud noise. He takes a breath to focus. “Please… please… you haven’t even gotten to know me yet.” He shrugs, rolling his eyes jokingly as the applause continues. Once it dies down he leans against his heels on the left side of the stage. 

“My names Victor, Victor Forlin, and I am pleased to be one of your game makers this year.” He looks to each of the people in the silence, an eerily wide grin plastered along his face. He can feel the chills run up their spine as he makes eye contact with each and every one of them. He can’t help but feel important.

“I know you all have probably been wondering who our head gamemaker will be this year, and let me tell you…” He looks to the curtain to try and catch her eye, but she is concealed behind the shadows. 

“She is one special woman…” He holds out his hand in the direction of the curtains.

“Everyone please give a warm wonderful welcome to Siylna Beunar!” The crowd stands up, filling the room with the noise of their applause. 

Siylna steps onto the platform first, hesitating as she steps into the lights. Her pastel pink lips turn up in a tiny smile. She’s wearing a short blue dress with sequins on the skirt that bring out her sparkling blue eyes. She waves, almost shyly, and takes a tiny step forward, long brown hair swishing.

Victor chokes slightly when he sees her, he fumbles for words. “Your- ah- your looking—”

“Stunning?” Siylna laughs, high and tinkling. He nods quickly, staring at her with a red tint to his face. “Thank you, dear.” She walks up to the mic and looks out to the crowd. “I’m your head gamemaker this year, Siylna Beunar!” Cheering follows the statement.

“Th-that’s right,” Victor says, flushing. “And what an excellent head gamemaker you’ll be!” He adds an eyebrow raise with it, deepening his voice with a roll on the last part. 

Siylna nods eyeing him, suddenly all business when she looks away. “Now, I know that there haven’t been any games in 5 years, since the…incident. I’m honored to be a part of the team that gets to bring them back, and I’m sure we’re all in for a fun year!”

Victor grins. “Oh yes we are…” He catches himself staring and quickly clears his throat and looks to the crowd.

“Give it up for Siylna, everyone!”

Siylna gives the audience a dazzling smile and turns to leave, brushing past Victor as she leaves and the audience can see him turn as red as a tomato. He whispers to her so the microphone can’t pick it up. “Excellent job my queen.” She winks at him and he grins, turning back to the crowd.

Just before she exits back into the layering of the curtains, she turns back so that the audience can see her, but Victor can’t. Her gaze is hard and cold and cruel. “These are my games now,” she says, “and no one will be stopping my fun.”

Victor faces the crowd again, the applause slowing momentarily before picking up again, an eerie feeling still left lingering in the room however.

Calliope Nefeli stands in the dark, surveying her audience as Siylna walks past her. Her eyes are barely seen under her fedora as she is leaning into her hip, her arms crossed. She walks out into the spotlight. She is holding a cat in her arms, and her right hand clutches leaves. A mace is attached to her belt. She drops her cat, who lands on all fours at her feet and it sits on her feet, and snatches the microphone that is offered to her. When she lifts her hat, it reveals her striking eyes: one light purple, the other, light green. Her white hair is long and falls down her back.

“Well well well! Hello there! My my you're looking evil today Calliope.” Victor smiles at her, shrugging his shoulders jauntily. 

"I'm always looking evil, Victor." 

“I mean, yes… but…” He moves his hands for emphasis. 

"Isn't it funny how everyone here is going to die?" Calliope mused, scanning the crowds, "And they all think they're the hero..." Calliope smiled mischievously, but her expression wiped clear when she turned back to Victor, her left hand on her mace.

*chuckle* “Of course… *cough* Well, anyway... let's give it up for Callie!” 

Before he even finished his sentence, Calliope tilted her hat over her eyes and spun around on her heels theatrically, walking off the stage, sending the cat scrambling. "Oh, and," Callie paused, turning her head to the crowd, "Good luck," She grinned and left, her cat following behind her. She was throwing a set of dice up and catching them in her left hand.

Elan walks out onto the stage. his gaze is full of quiet intensity. On his head sits a tall top hat, dark black. His eyes are cloudy, glazed over.

“Well well well! Hello there! My my your looking grumpy today.”

Elan grunts. “That’s what happens when you’re Blind!!!” He grins and laughs insanely.

“Well yes… of course.” Victor looks uncomfortable. 

“I know I know I’m blind isn’t it AMAZING!!! Oh, but you think I’m terrifying don’t you? Well I could kill you HERE AND NOW!” He scream-laughs.
 

*chuckle* “Certainly… *cough* Everyone give it up for Elan”

Elan winks at the host. “I’m done here! And you’ll be done soon too! HAhaHahAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” He shoves away the microphone, and then walks off the stage. He stumbles and falls over. And keeps laughing insanely as two gaurds help him up and off the stage.

Victor shifts his weight to his other foot as Kaa steps out.

Kaa steps onto the platform. He leans forward and takes the microphone. Kaa came in wearing a sword and knife on his belt, and a vial of unknown substance in a pouch.

“Well well well! Hello there! My my you're looking happy today.” 

“Ah! Thank you for the compliment. I want you to know that you also look happy. Although that will not stop me from  regulating the rules very strictly for all of you…” He glares at the camera, his face straight and his voice monotone.

“Well yes… of course but…” Victor struggles to recover from the sudden drop in momentum.

“But? But what? Do you doubt I will be able to do so? Do you doubt that the rules will be impassable? Do you doubt that you will have mercy? I will not!”

Victor chuckles awkwardly. “Certainly… *cough* Everyone give it up for Kaa…” He holds out his arms to Kaa.

Kaa stands up to exit. A paper airplane came onto the stage and hit him in the head. He takes the plane, does a few fold and throws it back. “Your tail was a little bent, and the wings need to be a little wider.” He walks away.

Victor clears his throat and holds out his hands again, less energetically this time. Silyna stands and watches out of a peak in the curtain in the back, a slight disgust on her face as she watches him walk out.

“And our final gamemaker-“ An elderly black man with deep brown, almost obsidian eyes, short white hair that catches the eye, almost more dyed looking than as if it had been lightened by old age, steps out. He wears a black suit with dark red accents, and underneath the suit is a white shirt and grey vest. His tie is bright red, with small black diamonds spaced along it. In his hand holds a cane of what seemed to be an unearthly color, a mix of gold and red that almost broke your brain with how it seemed to be both at a time. 

“Well well well! You're looking…” He grasps for words. “Distinguished today.”

“Yes, thank you. I do my best. I find that being in the business of death is quite profitable, and gives me the luxury of looking…” he glances up and down at the other man’s figure, “not quite like that.”

“Well yes… of course…” Victor coughs awkwardly, he feels a deep anger boil in him. How could such a man embarrass him? He puts on a very fake smile. “but…”

“Speak with Confidence after this. She charges quite a price, but she improves, ahem, appearance quite dramatically.” Victor looks at him, a deep rage inside of him. He feels it boil underneath his skin. He can almost sense his heart shrink.
 

*chuckle* “Certainly… *cough* Everyone give it up for Herman Patrick Sylvester VI…” Victor says between gritted teeth.

He leaves the stage, and as he glances back at the crowd you can barely see the corner of a satisfied smile on his lips. His eyes, on the other hand, are empty. 

“That will be all from me.” He nods to the audience, strutting back behind stage sternly, everyone getting out of his way, Silyna stepping to the side as he enters behind the curtains. 

Victor looks back to the audience, an almost worried look on his face.

“Well that concludes our introductions!” He says, still trying to sound preppy as he grabs the microphone and waves to the crowd.

“I’m Victor Forlin, Unhappily Yours.” He flashes a huge grin and the audience stands with applause. He bows and walks off stage to behind the curtains.

His smile immediately drops the second he is out of view. Siylna gave Victor a smile as soon as he was out of sight of the audience. “Hey,” she said, grabbing his hand. He shakes a bit, the loud noise and chaotic mess is messing with him. “We’re going to make this work, and we’re going to enjoy it. We’re here, together, on top of the world. There’s no reason to be afraid.” He nods to her, reassuring himself. She squeezes his hand softly which sends butterflies through his stomach. “It's going to be okay…” He gives her a half fake smile and squeezes her hand back. Out of the corner of his eye he sees Herman, and he can’t help but feel deep hatred for him. Him. Embarrassing a Forlin? Unacceptable.

CHARACTER SHEET

 Name:

Age (12-18):

Gender:

Preferred District:

Alliance (yes or no?):

Skills:

Personality:

Preferred Weapon:

Other:

From Rue:

One more thing to keep in mind: the past couple hunger games, we’ve had problems with not enough fighting. Please fight, it makes the game funner! People don’t have to die in every conflict!

However, everyone has to die, and in this games especially things will be especially fun after you’re dead. So…don’t be afraid to die, please. We’ll all be very grateful to you. 

With love, Rue.

@Ravenclawjedi42 @Channelknight Fadran  @The Honorable One @Silver Phantom @The Sibling @S. Stormy @Lightweaver2 @Aeoryi @Cinnamon @Justice_Magician@shortcake @Experience @[Redacted]@Canada Lover @Authorspren @TheRavenHasLanded @Lord Spirit @Thaidakar the Ghostblood @2EmLee2@CalanoCorvus @Morningtide @Robin Sedai @Shadowed @Shardfire @Szeth_Pancakes @Tesh @The Bookwyrm @The Storming Stormfather @The Wandering Wizard @Wittles of Shinovar @Athena :))) @Cash67 @Kajsa :) @Lego Mistborn @PianoSavant @Rallohir @Sequence @Szeth's Facepalm @That1Cellist @The Aspiring Archivist @The cheeseman  @The Isochronism @The Last Fæ @Zephrun’s Imperium@DramaQueen @Matrim's Dice @Eluvianii @Scars of Hathsin @Shard_Blades @Voidus @Everyone @DefiantAllomancer 

“That’s STEWPID- YOUR STEWPID-….. you’re adding meeeeee-“ - Defiant Allomancer 

The sky is cloudless, and such a bright blue it almost looks fake. Which, of course, it is. Rather than being lowered from the 'sky', the tributes have been raised through the ground. Each is standing on a small stone circle raised slightly above the golden sand below. Around them in all directions are tall cliffs, the dark silhouettes cutting sharply into the pale sky. Several small paths branch off into the stone and suddenly it's clear that you are in a field of chasms. 

Directly in front of you, in the center of the circle, is the cornucopia. It's solid black, and completely empty. A cool wind rushes down the chasms, blowing up sand and twisting through the tributes' hair. Everyone gives an involuntary shiver. And then a person flickers into existence on top of the hollow cornucopia.

"GOOOOOOOOD MORNING TRIBUTES!" A voice booms through a megaphone held by an elderly lady with hair the same shade of blue as the sky and a golden dress (the same color as the sand below) that looks to be more jewels than fabric. "Who's ready for the games?" There's a pause. "Trick question, sorry, you don't get a choice."

"It's your favorite gamemaker here to start you off today, Eddie Forlin!! And I must say, you all look absolutely gorgeous! Which is good, because for all but one of you, it's the last time in your lives that you will. Oh, I'm so excited to watch you all die! We have popcorn and everything. I haven't had this much fun since the 30's! Oh, and do you like the location? We've had so much fun designing it just for you. It seemed fitting, somehow, to have it here."

Eddie takes a pause to look around at the tributes and sighs contentedly. "I can almost feel your hearts pounding. I see the fear in your eyes, see the determination in your hearts..." she licks her lips. "Oh my dears, you're fighters, I can see it. But only one can win," her eyes start to glitter, "And I can't wait to find out who it is. So, enough chatter. Please remember, foul play is both expected and rewarded. We're always watching. We. See. Everything. Happy hunger games! And remember...

"May the odds be ever in your favor." Eddie throws her head back in a cackle that echoes through the chasms. A robotic voice begins counting down.

"30...

29...

28...

27...

26..."

At 25, the voice pauses. A horrific sound comes from the cornucopia, drowning out Eddie's cackle. She disappears, still laughing. The cornucopia suddenly explodes, and thousands of animals of every shape and size burst free. Birds fly into the sky, huge beasts rush off into the chasms, and smaller ones climb the sides. Some look deadly, some look edible, and some are completely bizarre. In seconds, they're gone, and the voice continues, slow and steady.

"24...

23..."

And, eventually,

"10...

9...

8..."

As the voice reaches 5, it pauses again. The shattered pieces of the cornucopia begin to quiver and glow. They reform for one terrible moment into a horrible black flame...and then they fly outward, clanging against the cliff walls before falling limply to the ground. In the center of the circle, where the cornucopia once stood, a swirling vortex of white light arches up as high as the tributes can see. It's a perpendicularity.

"5..."

"4..."

"3..."

"2..."

"1..."

A horrific cackle echoes through the arena. "Let the games begin!"

@Ravenclawjedi42 @Channelknight Fadran @ΨιτιsτηεΒέst (so sorry, can't get it to summon you) @The Honorable One @Silver Phantom @The Sibling@S. Stormy @Lightweaver2 @Lotus Blossom @Aeoryi @Cinnamon @Justice_Magician @shortcake @Experience @[Redacted] @Canada Lover @Authorspren @TheRavenHasLanded @Lord Spirit @Ancient Elantrian @SmilingPanda19

Life before Death, and may the odds be ever in your favor!

A countdown begins.

60.

59.

58.

…

4.

3.

2.

1.

A loud gong sounds. The games have begun.

@SmilingPanda19 @Justice_Magician @Edema Ruh @Scars of Hathsin @Ravenclawjedi42 @AltonicKeys @Nameless* @ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ

(There are still other things we’d need to figure out, but this is the basic idea.)