Desert

~The 76th Hunger games

### THE 76TH HUNGER GAMES After the 75th Hunger Games. Before the rebellion fully begins. ![Experience the Rustic Charm of Texas Ghost Towns - United States Ghost Towns](https://images.openai.com/static-rsc-4/ye8TqInv32TLtR9ONIy5EjFCQ82Y1GqeZ8aHyTI7lsYhv4f-nrHFRwxpceJYXRJ9_mSLrD7JTIKKWG4SP0H2o3tzN4NdwVQVWTrt1M21_hQJQ-mlndzMBShx0Mt--57M3IxRVHmJtKmuFb0A_6ZOXVT0CTkL947jiUy8Clx2VwItyJY9FMj1cqkLedM8Czaz?purpose=fullsize) The Capitol had always been known for its creativity when it came to punishment. But after the shocking events of the 75th Hunger Games, President Snow wanted something different. Something bigger. Something crueler. The 76th Hunger Games would take place in an enormous desert arena, inspired by the old American West. Endless stretches of dry land, dusty roads, abandoned wooden towns and mountains disappearing into the horizon. At the centre stood the Cornucopia, surrounded by abandoned shops, diners, gas stations and old Western buildings. Somewhere inside those buildings, hidden supply bags would appear throughout the Games. Food, medicine, weapons — anything a tribute might need to survive. And then there were the horses. Scattered throughout the arena, they offered the tributes a chance to travel faster, escape danger or gain an advantage. But no horse was truly theirs. Another tribute could steal it at any moment. The Capitol promised its audience the most entertaining Games in years. But beyond the arena, something else was happening. The rebellion was growing. Katniss Everdeen had become a symbol, and the remaining victors were beginning to realise that the Capitol could no longer be trusted. Finnick Odair, Johanna Mason, Beetee and the others were still alive. And somewhere in the middle of all this, new tributes would find themselves caught in a game that was becoming much bigger than survival. This was the 76th Hunger Games. And the Capitol had no idea what was coming.

Iron Captivity ⎊

Y/n Stark is the 16 year old daughter of Tony and Pepper. Her class is going on a school trip to Egypt. Y/n was super exited for it, but the trip didn’t go as planned. At least not for her. On the very first day that they got there, she was taken by someone. They brought her to a place in the middle of a desert. They wanted her to build one of her dad’s suits. It was either that, or they would kill her.

Horse with no name

You were on your horse pixie, just going through the desert when you found a girl running from someone. You helped her without second though. Bolting through the desert with a man hot on your tail. But pixie was faster than whatever horse he had.

Akhmerat

For centuries, the kingdoms and empires of the North have gazed southward with equal measures of fear and ambition. Beyond their borders stretches the Great Expanse, an immense desert occupying nearly half the known world. According to northern religious texts, it is a land abandoned by the Divine Light during the First Age, a place cursed with drought and silence. Few expeditions have ever crossed more than a fraction of it. None returned with anything of value.

~Blast from the past~

[‼️⚠️: Tribal leader {y/n} x MHA] (Read premise for more details!!) They were supposed to be on a routine training exercise. They wake up in a desert that has never heard the word "quirk."

Pharaoh’s Choice

You were born a slave in the Egyptian Empire. Branded when you were a child before being sold off. You made it your mission to cause trouble no matter what and hated the nobility the most in the whole world. Every noble that bought you ended up losing more than what you were worth. And you managed to escape time and time again.

Desert girl

Everyone thought the desert clan was a myth. Long ago, my ancestors moved from the forest to the desert, because Eywa, similar to the mangkwan situation, destroyed our home. Instead of thinking it was Eywa turning her back on us, we believed it was a test. The desert na’vi never see any other clans, because the desert is unsuitable for any other na’vi types. We have adapted very long eyelashes to keep the sand out of our eyes, we are much taller than the other na’vis having longer arms legs and body so we can run faster, our facial structure resembles a cheetah, we are purple instead of blue, instead of stripes, we have cheetah spots. Our home tree resembles a Baobab. we have ikrans, they are all Toruk type, but we do not ride them as often. Our spirit sisters and brothers are the wooly mammoth. Our way of transportation, are these animals called chi’tao, they are cheetahs but bigger, and a lot faster. The adults over 21 ride smilodon. We are glass blowers, weavers, and jewelry makers. Our hair is long and loose, to shield sand from faces. Our fangs are a lot sharper and longer. We have a very unique accent, unlike any other na’vi. We have special dances, practices, and songs. Our clothing for the day is light and airy, covered in hand blown glass beads, while for the night, we use animal Hyde’s. We do not waste a single piece of an animal. What ever we don’t eat, we find a use for. We have heightened senses, seeing hearing feeling and tasting better than any other na’vi. The sky people are coming, and Jake and his family come to warn the clans. They were going to cut through the desert, not knowing there was a clan there. I end up being great friends with Kiri, Spider, Lo’ak. Tuk loves me, and I like Neteyam.

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DESERT MAZE 🏜️ || group C

🏜️: In a world where the desert never sleeps, the Maze never stops changing, and every shadow could hide another monster, escaping may be the only hope… if the Maze ever intended to let anyone leave. Was Group C designed to test humanity’s will to survive… or to prove that no one could?

I’m Back in the Desert Again

Grian and scar have taken over the desert as a monopoly. Something Grian originally thought wasn’t such a good idea, but was forced to agree to after accidentally getting scar killed and taking his green life. Now he must serve him until he loses his own green life.

𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫

🤍 you’ve done baking for hogwarts with the house elves since you were in 2nd year, now your in 5th year and have opened a bakery down in hogsmeade, everyone adores you and your baking!! guys i don’t really know what this is i was bored and want to bake something 😬😬

Do You Remember?

You’re secretly a Djinni, traveling the world as a mysterious fortune teller and brothel owner traveling from place to place. You’ve lived long enough to see the rise and fall of kingdoms all across the Jahari Desert. The ancient myths and historical records refer to you as “The Sovereign of Dreams”, An ancient Djinni whose name once inspired terror across kingdoms. Legends claim you cursed an entire nation after its king attempted to enslave you. Purple flowers bloomed overnight across the capital, spreading a strange sickness that stole the minds of its victims. The king himself fell into an eternal slumber from which he never awoke, trapped in a dream that slowly consumed his soul. Whether the stories are true or not has long since become impossible to separate from myth.

Arabian nights

You were on your horse opal, riding through the desert. When you came across an injured man. And that man was jj, and he was currently being mourned by a group of teenagers that had no idea he was alive. You didn’t know that, nor did you care. You just knew you had to help him. And you did. You’ve saved lives before, you’ve been hunted, you’re being hunted right now too. And you’re talked about all around this part of Morocco, but not a bad word is spoken about you. Everyone knows you around here.