this time it's for @sparklebear11's tribute stories. we are also writing a bit of gamemaker POV, so this means i am bringing back my favorite little freakazoid hunger games oc medea cecil. so many things wrong with her.
The Gamemaker station wasn't very popular this year, though. Medea Cecil, Head Gamemaker, stood quiet and still, alone behind the table, waiting for students. There had been a surge of them right at the beginning. Cecil rarely showed herself in public these days, more out of personal preference, and she was something of a mystery to Panem. So students had gathered mostly for her, but she had been sharp and rather off-putting, and now the student body had been warned not to approach the table unless they had a legitimate interest in the position, not the representative. It turned out not many people were thinking about a Gamemaker career, and certainly not one in genetic engineering, as was Cecil's specialty. The Hunger Games had been somewhat waning in popularity as they approached the fortieth anniversary, and the jobs were notoriously unpleasant for most. The Capitolites generally preferred to be hands-off with their violence. It didn't seem glamorous, genetics and mutt work in the labs. And it wasn't. But, in Medea Cecil’s opinion, and her old, dearly departed mentor Doctor Gaul’s, it was important work that had to be done. To keep the Games interesting and varied. To stay on top of the dangers that came from a natural world. To continue to send their messages.
