Hunger Games w/ My Friends
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  • Parts 15
  • Time 1h 1m
Ongoing, First published Aug 09, 2015
Helena's hazel eyes blinked. 
She had been painting a second before, and was still holding a paintbrush dripping with shimmering gold paint. All around her was a forest, pine needles littering the ground and trees sticking up everywhere. Water could be heard somewhere, maybe behind her, but she couldn't be sure. She looked down and saw she was standing on a small, silver plate, shaped circularly. In front of her was a large structure, with an opening containing bags and random survival supplies. It looked like...

No. Helena shook off the cold feeling creeping down her spine because if that was what she thought it was her worst nightmare had literally come true. 
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12 modern day teenagers are transported into their own Hunger Games, complete with Mmm Whatcha Say death announcements and shaky alliances.
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NOTE: To my friends, I'd like you to know that if you're not in this it doesn't me you're not my friend. This is a very specific friend group.
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