200th Hunger Games

3...2...1

The final two tributes are, drum roll please, @Parrott and

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Well, @Hannahzzzzzz and @Coalfrost are both moving on!!

Now this is where it gets difficult. I'm going to throw three different twist at you guys, even @Parrott. THE FINAL THREE have to write, except you're not writing your usual task.

@Parrott, Jacob wakes up, but he's no longer Jacob, he's Hunter.

@hannahzzzzzz, Sohay wakes up, but she's no longer Sohay, she's Jacob.

@Coalfrost, Hunter wakes up, but he's no longer Hunter, he's Sohay.

So, you write from the other tribute's perspective. Your original tributes fight to hold on to their old memories, as their new body is taking control. Can your tribute survive, or will their greatest enemy take over?

Make this fun!

Here's an example of what to do, using two dead tributes.

I'm Tommy. I'm the fifteen year old boy that's going to win. I'm the Victor. I'm the winner. I'm Tommy.

But, somehow I'm not Tommy. I look down at my arms and they're white. These are not mine. I get up and begin to run. This is not how I move. I look for something, anything, to see my reflection. I see the world differently. I hear the world differently. I feel the world differently.

No I don't. Wait, what am I saying? This body is not mine. I don't know what the Capitol gave me, but it changed me.

I see a sword sticking out of a snow bank, so I pick it up. I drop it just as quickly.

I'm Aaron Rofl? Yes, I am. No I'm not. You're from District One not District Two. Am I?

Okay, do you guys get it??

You have until THURSDAY at midnight.

**WARNING**

WHO EVER WINS THIS ROUND IS THE WINNER. THEY WILL BE CROWNED VICTOR AFTER KILLING THE LAST TWO TRIBUTES. WRITE WELL MY FRIENDS, THE TIME HAS COME!!