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Bloodlust
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Ongoing, First published Jun 14, 2015
SYOT Hunger Games Fanfiction

Hundreds of years have passed since the rebellion lead by President Coin was smashed under the mighty fist of the Capitol. President Snow's bloodline lived on, giving birth to many more bloodthirsty Presidents for the country of Panem. This year's Hunger Games is about to go underway, and the victor could be anyone. Told by the POV's of six randomly chosen tributes, follow along on their journeys in the annual Hunger Games. Those who fall and those you survive are all up to the readers. First read, then decide. Who will be your victor?

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Author Games: Ascend

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Nothing else known to the citizens of Panem can quite align with the horrors one can face within these arenas. Each year it changes, each year it's something new, and the Capitol can't get enough. Thousands of tributes have fallen before today, and maybe thousands yet are to follow. But who can resist the smallest chance that you, a tribute, may yet just survive? Who could pass up the chance to ascend to the roar of a nation as a golden crown is placed upon your head... Sure you can try. But some even say the victors never really win. No, to them the games are like a nightmare, reincarnated as an ever following beast that you cannot tame. They say that this is much worse than the games themselves... but now imagine if that beast and the games collide and as a tribute you're being hunted by so much more than fellow tributes... now imagine that you cannot run, and that you have nowhere left to hide. Let the Hunger Games, begin.