With the Northern continent's two most powerful kingdoms on the brink of war, destiny leads to an unlikely alliance between old friends. Soon, an unsettling reality becomes clear: They may well be the people's last hope. But with the wounds of the past still hanging over them, and the threat of destruction ever looming, can the group learn to put aside their differences before it's too late? IMPORTANT: - This story involves the personas of real people. As such there will be no shipping at all. However there *will* be angst between the characters, so please keep this in mind. - I haven't written in years, and this isn't exactly the most serious of projects, so just a warning that there will inevitably be some clunky and just plain bad parts. I'll do my best! :)

the title speaks for itself The hunger games have been changed... now the president of the capitol is the gamemaker, and she gets to choose what happens in quarter quells. Who will win the games this years? Thanks ;) 50 reads: 3/10/2020 200 reads: 31/10/2020 300 reads: 14/11/2020 400 reads: 20/11/2020 600 reads: 23/12/2020 700 reads: 4/1/2021

They are the crafters, the designers, stuck in 3-H, in the "H as in the Hermit" class. Discriminated and bullied by all those above them just because they're bad at sports. Everybody ignores, underestimates, and laughs at them. They are easy targets, the weaklings, the jokes of this damned school that's ruled over by Stanley "Stan" Twitt. Until four people get sick of it all. Minecraft Championship never saw this coming. - A dramatic retelling of the MCC9 Blue Bats' legendary victory in fanfiction form. (Crossposted on ao3)