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Take your characters back to rank 5.

What would they do if they were thrown into the Hunger Games?

How long do you think they'd survive? What would their tactics be? How would they get sponsors? Which of their skills would be most useful in the arena?

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Gerrard would be jumped on early in the initial rush for the Cornucopia, as he tried to pick up a couple of people he knew and trusted and tried to get them out of the bloodbath to safety. The other tributes saw him kicking ass in training, but his fatal mistake was telling the careers where to jump off when they made him an offer. If he's not with them, he's against them, and they banded together and made sure he was one of the first to go down. Pity, as if he lived, he might have taken that small group all the way through to the final few.
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Starke would spend all of his time trying to prove how wrong the entire thing was. In the skill showing he would demonstrate his speed and agility, and that would get him a decent score - not enough to be a threat, but not enough to work with either. He'd be lacking on public interest, and would have made a hash in his interview as he tried to wax lyrical about how the games were wrong. Garbled, and silly sounding. When the horn goes his speed sees him through the bloodbath and out into the trees with some food and a weapon, but it's never enough. His challenge doesn't get off the ground, as he frets before killing and spends his time fighting the environment rather than the other tributes. Not really popular enough to form an alliance, he fails to notice a trap that takes his leg off at the knee while trying to find a way to stalk the careers. He bleeds to death marginally before they reach him to finish him off.
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Thyrian would do surprisingly well. Smooth and charismatic, he accepts his fate and decides he's going to make himself the popular choice. His skill showing demonstrates proficiency with stave and extreme fitness, and that's enough to get him a good score. In the interview, his charm and winning personality is enough even to have Ceasar eating out of his hand. The crowd loves him. When the horn sounds, he's popular enough with a sizable group of misfits that they band together and take out three of the four careers in the bloodbath, losing only one of their number. As time progresses, and tributes dwindle, however, charm and personality become less useful, and his fighting skills are called on more and more to protect the group he's with. Ever the showman, and determined not to die in vain, he buys the last two tributes safety by trading his life for the remaining career, making sure that the cameras saw it all.
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Watcher would be a failure from the start. In the skill showing, he sits cross legged on the floor, watching his observers with a half-smile about his lips, and scoring one of the lowest scores in games history. In the interview, he manages to disturb more that just Caesar by sitting, silently, starting at him with an unblinking expression and same half smile, for the duration of the entire interview. He's unpopular with sponsors, the public, and even his fellow tributes. In training, he shuns everyone, dropping below everyone's radar and not evincing a single useful skill.

Then the horn sounds.

As the others rush the Cornucopia, he turns on his heel and walks, not runs, into the trees. From that moment on, he is a one man wrecking crew.

He kills with his hands. He kills with his teeth. He kills with nooses and snares, and with rocks and sticks. Everything in the arena is a weapon. Everyone in the arena never saw him coming. He doesn't care who is next - he watches, he waits, he strikes. It's ten tributes. Then six. Then three. He's killed ten of them by himself. Sponsors and the public alike are fascinated and appalled. The second last one to die gets her shinbone replaced with a mouldy stick before she is allowed to bleed out, her screams drawing out the final tribute, precisely where he wanted him to be. Drawing him into the Cornucopia, he gets the drop on his opponent, and as the knife comes to rest against the poor bastard's throat, he becomes the recipient of the only words Watcher has spoken since being reaped. Too bad they're too quiet to be heard over his victim's choking gag. Of the twenty-three to die, he has personally seen to twelve of them.

But that isn't enough.

As the world watches, horrified, he flips the camera the bird, sticks the same knife to his own throat and makes it thirteen. That night, the revolution begins.