❝ There are some things which you can never 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞. Not even the 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝗼𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝗼𝐧𝐞𝐬 will do so.
-You should have played by the 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬, Maeve. ❞
*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ
•pre 74th hunger games.
•oc x oc.
•original plot...
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—sometimes you overestimate yourself and what you are capable of. Sometimes you aren't as intelligent and clever as you think you are. Sometimes, everything pays back. And not even you can escape.
—playing wasn't an option, we got dragged into this mess. We got dragged by our pride and selfishness.
—district five.
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A place where peace ruled. A place where people were pleased. A place where people were used to follow the rules. Rules where the most important part to maintain peace. You do what you are told, and peace rules upon you.
District 5 generated power and electricity for the entire nation. Most people could say the Capitol brainwashed kids from a very young age in school to follow rules and do what they were told, since without that district, the rest of nation couldn't live. They tried to control them the most, and keep them calm and peaceful.
What else could the residents from district 5 ask for? Logically speaking, they were the third wealthiest district. They were the only district that was richer than a career district. They were a wealthy district. With not many people below the poverty line, and a mentality that worked like machines, they would never rebel or do something that could damage the capitol.
The only thing they could ever ask for, was for the games to stop. Year after year, two defenceless kids had to be taken away to fight for their lives in the arena. No kid would have ever wanted to go or volunteered at their own will. And year after year, every family asked for one, little thing; for the games to stop.
But as brainwashed as they were, working in power plants thinking they were happy, safe and prosperous, they would have never stood up for what they believed was right.
District 5 was a beautiful district. Their geography was splendid. Lakes, valleys, forests, greens. Their houses and architecture were taken care of as well as people could, keeping their garden and their unpavimented roads as nice as possible. Their residents, living well enough to believe they have a happy, perfect life, were just puppets of the games.
