Hi! If you’re here, I hope it’s because of Tempest, my fourth Hunger Games SYOT. If so, the list of Tributes available is below, please feel free to submit a Tribute or two! Actually, all of our spots are filled but please still feel free to read, this year promises to be very exciting

Link to my new blog (remove spaces if any): https:// astrajaneway.wixsite. com/ projectpegasus

Name: Can’t say, just call me Astra

Pen Name: Astra Gemini Janeway (this is NOT my actual name)

Age: 15 years old

Gender: Male

Religion: Christianity

Personality: thoughtful, funny, kind, quiet

Likes: Writing, reading, listening to music, playing games, watching TV, warm weather, playing with my puppy

Dislikes: Cold weather, loud noises, funny smells, bright lights

Favorite book: I could never choose

Favorite movie: I could never choose

Favorite actors and actresses- Jennifer Lawrence, Kate Mulgrew, Danielle Panabaker, Emma Watson, Chris Hemsworth, Tom Holland, Grant Gustin, Daniel Radcliffe (I started this list with one, and then tried to think of people who I liked, and found a bunch. :) )

Favorite song: Sweeet Dreams (are made of these) by Eurythmics or Radioactive by Imagine Dragons

Favorite food: Bacon pasta Brussel sprouts/ice cream/chocolate

Favorite color: Blue

Favorite school subject: Science. Also, fun fact, I'm homeschooled

Celebrity crush: Jennifer Lawernce or Emma Watson as Hermoine Granger, I mean let's be honest, who wouldn't like her? I've since come to learn that she's exactly my type. :)

Pets: I have one adorable dog named Hestia.

Anything else: I absolutely LOVE this community of passionate and dedicated writers!

Also, this form was copy-pasted from Hawkmaid's profile. But I changed my answers! ;) Thanks Hawkmaid!

D1M: Dax Lingery, 17, by itsmeaydan

D1F: Luxury "Lux” Duval, 16, by Persephone Fae

D2M: Lysander Demetrius Spiros, 18, by RakTurtle

D2F: Parker Hensley, 18, by chcolate

D3M: Wave Llano O'Rialy, 14, by JJofJacks

D3F: Diana Axle, 18, by Starlight Bee

D4M: Ripple Fischer, 18, by Persephone Fae

D4F: Mari Simone, 14, by Starlight Bee

D5M: Dean Solaris, 18, by the garden

D5F: Alora Bell, 18, by Starlight Bee

D6M: Anton Levinson, 16, by audreyocotopus

D6F: Chleo "Leo" Afeall, 18, by PimasMcKnigt

D7M: Caden Toson, 15, by LeafVines

D7F: Ivy Deonso Virginia, 18, by LeafVines

D8M: Erwin Reiss-Ferrer, 15, by RakTurtle

D8F: Sequin Stafford, 12, by Persephone Fae

D9M: Osman "Oss" Chürer, 15, by PimasMcKnight

D9F: Daphne Lockehart, 15, by audreyocotopus

D10M: Keiorn ”Roni” Woodward, 18, by Hawkmaid

D10F: Lena Larsen, 17, by Hawkmaid

D11M: Archer Brighthorn, 17, by Nautics

D11F: Clementine Fairtree, 17, by audreyocotopus

D12M: Foley Descend Ward, 15, by PimasMcKnight

D12F: Bethia Mayfield, 13, by chcolate

Rules: Be creative! You may submit up to three Tributes. If you reserve a spot, please submit a Tribute within 48 hours of the reservation, or the spot will go up for grabs again. If you don’t think you can do that, tell me when you make your reservation, and I’ll give you an extension. If something comes up, that’s fine, just tell me, and I’ll give you an extension. Have fun! Also, if you're on the mobile app and PM me your Tribute, please leave a review saying that you've PM'd them to me, as I don't check the app very much. Thanks!

Here’s the Tribute submission form!

Name:

Age:

District:

Appearance (basic stuff like hair color, eye color, hair length, and style):

Detailed Appearance (optional) (stuff like scars, height, weight, etc.):

Personality (Please, be detailed. A list is fine, but a list of interesting traits, ie. funny, witty, charming, mysterious, not: bubbly, kind, good at making friends. Paragraphs are great too.):

Backstory:

Friends:

Family:

Boyfriend/Girlfriend/Person they have a crush on:

Reaped/Volunteered:

If Reaped, reaction:

If Volunteered, why?

Physical strengths:

Mental strengths:

Physical weaknesses (Min 2.)

Mental Weaknesses (Min 2.)

Open to Allies:

Open to In-game romance:

Chariot Outfit (Optional, but it’ll suck if I do it. Check out the Chariot Rides chapter from Heat and Shine to see what horrors you will get):

Interview Outfit (Optional, but it’ll be bland if I do it.):

Anything else:

Bloodbath (will say if we have too many, Y/N):

Note: Some of this form is borrowed from others because I liked the questions. I hope nobody minds. :) I think the unique parts mostly come from InfintyBook.

Also, my profile pic is my cute dog, Hestia, named after the Greek Goddess of Home and Hearth. Oh yeah, and the quick breakdown

Ravenclaw, son of Athena (even if I might want Poseiden), District 12 (duh), and proud American. (Guess which one of those isn't from a book. ;))

When you carry the Bible, the Devil gets a headache.

When you open it, he collapses.

When he sees you reading it, he faints.

When he sees you living it, he flees.

When you're about to repost this, he discourages you.

I just defeated him. Copy and Paste this to your profile if you're in God's Army.

Copy and pasted from Hawkmaid's profile. :)

An anti-bullying message

The girl you just called fat? She is overdosing on diet pills. The girl you just called ugly? She spends hours putting make-up on to hope people will like her. The boy you just tripped? He is abused enough at home. That man with the ugly scars? He fought for our country. That boy you made fun of for crying? His mother is dying.

Put this on your profile if you want to stop bullying.I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back.

The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.

The cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''

Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.

"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."

His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

"OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"

Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!''

"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''

"My mommy loves white roses."

A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Now you have 2 choices:

1) Repost this message.

2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

Hi, my name is Amy Bruce. I am 7 years old, and have severe lung cancer. I also have a tumor in my brain,from repeated beatings. Doctors say I will die soon if this isn't fixed, and my family can't pay the bills. The Make A Wish Foundation has agreed to pay 7 cents for every time this message is sent on. For those of you who send this along, I thank you so much, but those of you who don't send it, what goes around comes around. Have a heart. Re-send this, help her.

My name is Molly I am but three,

My eyes are swollen I cannot see,

I must be stupid I must be bad,

What else could have made My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly,

Then maybe my mommy

Would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all

I can't do a wrong

Or else I'm locked up

All the day long

When I awake

I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice,

So maybe I'll get just one whipping tonight

Don't make a sound!

I just heard a car

My daddy is back From Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse, my name he calls

I press myself against the wall.

I try and hide from his evil eyes

I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping, He shouts ugly words,

He says it’s my fault that he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free and I run for the door.

He's already locked it

And I start to bawl,

He takes me and throws me against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor, With my bones nearly broken,

And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken.

"I'm sorry!” I scream

But it’s now much too late

His face has been twisted into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain Again and again

Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door,

While I lay there motionless sprawled on the floor.

My name is Molly And I am but three, Tonight my daddy, Murdered me.

child abuse, MAKE IT STOP!

Now you have two choices

1) repost and show you care

2)ignore it and you have just proven you have a low-down, cold-heart

Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, so weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile!

Copied and pasted from Hawkmaid's profile! :)