Welcome to Mockingjay!
Hello, and welcome to Mockingjay! My name is Ari (age109) and I will be your hostess for the day! Mockingjay is a Hunger Games font site, opened on 1/27/12. If there are any problems regarding the site please contact me! Thank you and may the odds be ever in your favor! (Hey, who says I can't finish this off without that line? ;D)
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Updates
4/15/12:
+0 fonts
+1 lister, yay! (:
Fonts
Girl On Fire
I Tell Him, "Real".
District 1
District 2
District 3
District 4
District 5
District 6
District 7
District 8
District 9
District 10
District 11
District 12
President Snow
We Fight, We Dare, We End Our Hunger For Justice
Cinna, Stylist
Flight Is Essential
Dear Lavinia
One Engine
Katniss Everdeen Is
Hunger Games Dominated You
Grab Somebody Awesome, Tell 'Em Games
Where's Finnick? ODAIR he is!
Mockingjay Quote
Hunger Games, How Do You Look?
Extras
Mockingjay's History
Self - explanatory. If you're interested in knowing how Mockingjay was started, go here.
Fanfiction (Current story: Finding Hope")
Just a snippet of my fanfiction Finding Hope, since I realized some content might be...Not good.
Mockingjay's History
Oh hi! Thought you'd get lost in the fonts there, haha. What can I do for you? What, you'd like to learn Mockingjay's history? Well, you've come to the right place! Not like you went anywhere. You just...ANYWAY STORYTIME!
I had just finished reading the Hunger Games series. It was a long time ago...A year or so, maybe? Anyway, I was so obsessed with it I wanted to contribute to the site world with a Hunger Games theme.
My first option was graphics. Banners, icons, button bases...I wanted to do it. I practiced everyday with making these (horrible, to be honest) graphics I thought, back then, were terrific. But after I while, I got tired and stopped it. Graphics won't cut it. Especially now that GIMP was spazzing on me.
What else can I do? Fonts came into my mind while staring at nothing. But I still needed practice with fonts, especially with picture fonts. I dismissed the idea.
The day before Mockingjay opened, I asked people, Should I make a font site? Now to think of it, not even the day before. Days ago. And they all answered yes.
I remember having the idea of a Hunger Games font site. Delighted by the idea, I stayed up one night setting up Mockingjay for its opening.
And that is how Mockingjay was formed. A quick little history, I know, but accurate. Now go along, there are more stuff around Mockingjay you might like to see. (:
This is for Anne, who is on Team Gale. c; Even though you're on his team, I still love you. (:
Chapter 1
District 2 hasn't changed since I took office. They produce masonry as always. The one major change is that many refugees of the rebellion resided in D2. I don't do much about it, though I should. They steal food and materials from residents; it got out of hand in a couple of weeks.
I sigh. Where am I? I'm a forgiving person now. I'm also late for a meeting, which makes me a bit happy. That's when the phone rings.
I pick it up. "Gale Hawthorne speaking." Of course it's me. But I don't know why I start it like that. I just do, which makes me sound more official. The way D2 would like me to speak. Not that weird, dim – witted, D12 Seam boy. No, I have all the money I'll ever need and I don't hunt. I go back to listening for the caller.
Gale." Her voice was a whisper, barely audible. But I know that voice. I'd know it from anywhere.
Katniss.
Katniss!" I exclaim. I haven't seen her in years. This is the first time we've even talked to each other. Of course I'm excited. Then I remember. She sees me as a killer. A selfless, horrible killer. But it was on accident. I didn't arrange the attack. I didn't kill Prim…
Snap out of it. I tell myself. I listen to Katniss' voice, which sounds urgent. "Gale, the refugees in District Two..."
What about them?" I ask. Great, she's going to ask me if I've done anything to them. I could run them out, but they'll come back. Or go to another District, most likely 1 or 3, which are close by.
I was visiting the old house for Mr. Undersee." She explains. "I was expected to live there, being mayor and all…I saw their memorials in front of it, and then I realized…Madge isn't there. She's not anywhere on it. Didn't she die in the bombing?"
Yeah." I answer. I wouldn't forget that.
Well, why isn't she there, if they say the recovered her body?" her voice was now a whisper again. "She's alive somewhere. I need you to find her."
And why?" Oh, great. She'll think I'm selfless again.
She was a good friend." Katniss responds. "On the news yesterday, someone reported a blonde girl running through the streets of District Two. I paused the television, trying to get a good look of the girl. She looks like Madge, and I'm sure of it! The thing is, why wouldn't she come back to District Twelve? Why?"
I dunno." I answer. "Maybe she just doesn't want to."
Find her." Katniss hisses before hanging up.
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Find Madge? How is that…How is that possible? But I will try to find her anyway, if it makes Katniss happy. She's probably worried sick about a snob girl…But Madge wasn't much of a snob. She overpaid the strawberries we always gave her and she played beautiful music on the piano. I would have thought she'd have a string of friends with her, but she stuck with Katniss. Katniss…How was she special to her?
That's when it hit me. I saw that girl running in the streets, holding loaves of bread for her comrades. I yelled at her, and just for a moment, I met those eyes. Blue, piercing, haunting eyes. She ran off, and I just stood there.
Katniss was right. Madge was alive.
I quickly dress in some plain clothes. Something refugees would wear. Then I slid out of the Justice Building and into refugee camp. It was dirty, murky, dark. But I had to go, whether I like it or not.
I ask around the camp for hours. No one seems to know who Madge Undersee was. I was frustrated, filthy, and losing hope. I walked around for another hour, hoping I'd catch a glimpse of her.
It was reverse. She saw me first.
You're from District Two, aren't you?" I look up to find Madge, sitting there, dressed in rags. I imagine her being rich, being the mayor's daughter, in dresses and at parties. But the image quickly fades as I look at the new Madge.
If you can call it that." I reply. "You're alive."
I've always been alive, right?"
Not to some."
What do you mean?" she looks at me intensely, and I wonder why she asks that.
You know. The bombing at District Twelve. You were thought to be dead." I say. "You should have known. You were in it."
All I remember is waking up and finding Robin and Poppy tending for me." She says. "I was in a bombing, you say?"
I nod. She looks at me with surprise filling her eyes. And then I realize what's happened. She doesn't remember who she is. What she used to be. She's become a refugee, like everyone else here. I bet she doesn't even remember her name. I decide to test her on that.
Is your name Madge?" I ask.
Madge?" she laughs. "That's a horrible name. Why would I be named that?"
What's your name, then?" I press.
My name?" she looks at me, smile fading. "I'm often called Blonde around here. Even Robin and Poppy call me that. But on rare occasions, they'd call me Willow, because I was found at a willow tree."
Willow." I repeat. "It doesn't seem to fit you. Madge fits you most."
I don't know who Madge is," she stands up, fists clenched. "And you better stop calling me that. My name is Willow and I don't know what District Twelve is. Now, will you leave me alone? What do you even want from me?"
No." I grab her hand. Her reflex says 'hit him in the face!', to which I dodge. I drag her out of the place. I need to bring Madge back. "I need to bring you back. I need to get Madge."
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