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The tributes have to parade themselves to the Capitol. Be sure to provide an image or description of both of their outfits. For the interview, be sure to make it unique and provide at least two questions. Make sure to write the response from the capitol after your tribute returns to their seat (or storms off stage, whatever you want).

Can I like draw them?

Uh, sure, why not, but make sure you actually write what happens.

Ok

Do I have to include the other tribute in the district?

No, they're not yours! Just do what you want for your tribute.

Ok. :)

((To be edited))

Lustre Vinpointe
District One

Chariot Rides

Outfit: http://37.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1m...

Lustre sighed at her dress for the chariot rides. It was black. In no way would it capture the attention of the crowd, despite the sparkling rubies scattered over it. And the skirt was so short it nearly revealed her hide, which would be scandalous and would direct the crowds to look at her. There was also the fact that she and her fellow tribute would be first out. The crowds would have to look at them first.
Lustre realized there was more to the outfit than it seemed. She climbed onto the chariot as it was time to go. The huge double doors creaked open and the deafening roar of the crowd surged in. Lustre plastered on her winning smile as she and her fellow tribute rode out on the chariot. Lustre used both hands to wave the crowds on either side. Many were throwing roses to everyone. Lustre reached out and grabbed one. She began to blow kisses to crowd, she yelled things like, "I love you!" and "You're amazing, Capitol!" to the crowd-anything to get their attention, anything to make them love her.

Interview

Outfit: http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236...

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Ami sat quietly waiting for her district to be called. She heard her name being called. Crap. Her dress was big, and annoying. Ami wasn't even sure that her dress would fit on it. She remembered what her mentor said. "Be cute. They like that." She put on her biggest smiled and stepped up into the carrige. It emerged into a stadium full of people. She wanted to die. Ami put on a brave face and waved. She wanted to seem really cute and happy. She smiled and waved. Ami hated doing this. "Thank you so much!" She screamed. She did a little curtsy. Once the carriage stopped she breathed a sigh of relief. But the hardest part was yet to come.

Coco glanced at herself, then the dress, to the makeup on her face. How is this happening? Why do we have to look cute and adorable before the Capitol traps 24 people, inside a forcefield, expecting everybody to kill each other? How the heck do you go to the bathroom? I guess we'll find out soon. The thoughts swirling around in Cocos head. District 8 just went. That means that District 9, her district is next. Coco was wearing her locket necklace and a brown dress, and matching earrings.
The dress was just above her knees, with a dark brown braided belt in the middle, the top half was sleeveless and wheat-like-stuff going off of her shoulder blades to about ear level. She had light brown high heels. And her eye shadow was light yellow and the corner of her eyes were wheat designed. She stepped on to the chariot, with her fellow male district 9 tribute. Coco looked strait ahead. She remembered that they should look all cute and stuff. So she slappwd

The biggest smile on her face and looked around as the gates opened. A few people waved, some threw flowers. Coco caught one and held it the entire time.