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Tuesday, August 10th, 2010 03:36 am
With the release of the finale book of The Hunger Games Trilogy imminent, it seems like an excellent time for a comment meme to whet fandom's appetite. (Plus I just finished my third reread of the first two books and yet still want more!)

So I present.....


THE HUNGER GAMES DRABBLE MEME

How To Play
1. Place a prompt as a comment.
2. Comment with as many prompts as you want. Seriously. Don’t be shy.
3. Reply to a prompt comment with corresponding story! This is a “drabble meme,” so no pressure to write anything more than 500 words. But I doubt any lucky OP would receive an unexpected epic with anger, right? So write whatsha want.
4. Feel free to pimp out this meme to all the communities you can think of + your flist! The more the merrier!

Prompt Examples
A lyric or quote! Katniss/Peeta, "Lend me a helping hand ‘cause I’ve been treating your heaven like a one night stand."
A word! Gale, patient.
A kink! Madge/Katniss, blindfold.
A bit of dialogue! Finnick/Annie, "I just miss you when you're gone."
An action! Prim, mending clothes.
A situation! Johanna/Haymitch, killing time at the Capital.

May the odds be ever in your favor.

(meme format totally cribbed from [livejournal.com profile] stainofmylove .)
Wednesday, August 11th, 2010 04:04 am (UTC)
Katniss, years after the Games, she hears a mockingjay sing Rue's song
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 08:52 am (UTC)
It has been years after the Games that changed her life ended, and she is doing her favorite past time: hunting. Ever since the Games she has been plagued by thoughts and nightmares of the dreadful events in the Games, and no matter how hard she tries to ignore them. Only the busyness and concentration of hunting helps her thoughts from straying to unwanted areas.

She has stalked a deer and nocks an arrow, pulling the string back so her thumb touches the tip of her mouth.

Suddenly, she hears a melody. A melody that is strikingly familiar. Four notes, light and sweet, that must be coming from the throat of a mockingjay. Rue's melody. Katniss's breath catches, and her whole body freezes. It must have been carried by the mockingjays from District 11. The tune is repeated by another mockingjay, and Katniss finds tears flowing down her cheeks.

She remembers Rue, clear as if it were only yesterday, talking to her. She remembers when they made their alliance, when Rue just began to trust her. And she remembers Rue, a spear protruding from her stomach, laying in her arms and taking her final breaths.

The arrow slips from her numbed fingers and falls to the ground. The deer looks up, startled, and dashes off. Katniss doesn't care that she just lost a prey. She is engulfed in her memories, of all the moments of Rue that she had.

Yet another mockingjay repeats the melody, and Katniss falls to her knees, too miserable to stand. The bow falls from her hand and she cries. She mourns for her lost friend, the friend who helped her survive, and an unbearable sadness overwhelms her.

The melody trills again. Mockingjays are friendly birds, but for Katniss, just this once, they seem to mock her.
Friday, August 13th, 2010 03:46 am (UTC)
Oh, I loved this. Especially the last line.
Monday, August 16th, 2010 08:04 am (UTC)
This was so sad and so perfect. Great job.