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The scariest tribute of APOG18 was Delilah Lalonde.

With an honourable mention to Carly-Beth Lovett. 

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The saddest death of this season’s games was the death of Tessa Hale by Delilah Lalonde and (reluctantly) Sutter Galbraith. 

With an honourable mention to Colt Reeves by Delilah Lalonde. 

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You said that the saddest moment of this year’s games was Tessa Hale’s death (and all the feels that came with it). 

An honourable mention goes to Colt’s death. 

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Your favourite tribute this year was Delilah Lalonde.

With an honourable mention to Sutter Galbraith. 

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Your favourite kill story of this season was Sutter Galbraith and Tessa Hale versus Delilah Lalonde.

With an honourable mention to Delilah Lalonde versus Charlie St-Claire and Colt Reeves. 

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Finally, you voted your favourite punisment/GM interaction as the punishment that occurred between Delilah Lalonde and GM Xanthus. 

With an honourable mention to Carly-Beth Lovett/Xanthus and Zeke/Xanthus.

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Old Friends || AU Oneshot

Perched in his overstuffed armchair, Xanthus stared with an intensity only an ex-game maker could muster at the action unfolding onscreen. There were three tributes left- make that two, and neither of them really commanded Xanthus' attention. The boy from Two was exactly what you'd expect from Two, a carbon copy of every career to come out of there for the past twenty or so years. The girl from Eight was a surprise to have made it this far. She was small and meek, having hidden almost the whole games.

A sudden coughing fit made Xanthus double over in pain, a pair of hands trying to pass him an oxygen mask. "I'm fine you gnat, just make sure dinner is ready." He coughed out, shoving the doting avox away. Ever since his health had deteriorated they'd been waiting on him night and day. After all, not many survive so many seasons of being Game Maker as Xanthus and aside from his daughter and protege Stella, he was regarded as one of the best there had been. 

The boy from Two was replaced with Ferris and Finn hooting and hollering about god knows what. "You hags are still allowed on TV?" Xanthus growled as he grabbed his cane. He could still remember the day they'd come on air and one of their first stories had been about the then scandal of Stella's parentage. What a load of shit that had all been though now he was connected to the most successful GM dynasty Panem had seen. Everything had a way of working out in the end.

Already the sounds of cheers and partying were bringing the Capitol alive as they celebrated their latest victor. Xanthus made a mental note to wear ear plugs to bed; he knew all too well the revelry would go on late into the night. His dinning room was only a short shuffle away from his viewing room and by the time he made it there, there was already a steaming platter waiting for him. 

"Finally, something I fucking like." He said to no one in particular. Seating himself in front of the heaping portion of roast beef. Part of him was insulted that the meat had been cut into tiny cubes for him but with the way his hands had been shaking lately it was a relief he wasn't going to have to try and saw through it himself. With no one to wait for Xanthus dug into his feast, indulging in the rich gravy and succulent flesh. 

For some reason the sounds of the crowd seemed louder in here than before and as if to confirm it a chilling breeze blew past Xanthus' neck. "I thought I told you to close the window." Xanthus yelled, followed by a wheezing attack. When it finally subsided Xanthus tried to spear another piece of beef but found his fingers wouldn't cooperate. His hand dropped the spoon as it sat, frozen and outstretched like it didn't belong to him.

Every muscle in his body tensed up and he found himself gasping for breath. Unable to call for aid, Xanthus' mind screamed out trying desperately to think of a way to get help. Then, a flash of red in his peripherals and a sharp pain against his throat. A knife. Taking every ounce of willpower Xanthus forced a smile on his face. "Hello, old friend." He whispered before she tore the knife through his throat.

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The Final Fallen

4th: Kineos Yager - by Fox Delarue

3rd: Sutter Galbraith - by Delilah Lalonde

2nd: Delilah Lalonde -by Fox Delarue

With that we say goodbye to three tributes who put up an amazing fight for the finale. We thank each and every one of you for putting all of your hard work into making three tributes that we loved to read. We hope to see you in APOG19 and perhaps as a victor? 

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Finale: Part 3 of 3

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Finale: Part 2 of 3

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Pre-Finals

Location: Who puts a golf course on top of catacombs? Seriously?

Weapons: Dual-Edged Sword, Deer Horn Blades (2), Shuriken (4), War Hammer, Tetrodotoxin

Items: Packs A&J (minus food stuffs, med supplies, and rain poncho), Pack of Handwarmers, Down Vest, Camo Outfit, Smoke Bomb, Lighter

Injuries: Cut on Cheek (cleaned, healing), Stab Wound in Hand (stitched, cleaned, bandaged), Stab Wound on Side (cleaned, stitched, bandaged), Arrow Wound in Thigh (stitched, bandaged), Arrow Wound in Shoulder (reopened), basically everything is injured in some way tbh.

Notes: One more down, three to go.

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Pre-Finale: Jeremiah vs Delilah

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Arena Day Four

Location: Some cavern.

Allies: Lawn Wolf

Weapons: Dual Edged Sword, Deer Horn Knives (2), Shuriken (4? lets say 4), War Hammer, Molotov Cocktail Kit, Cattle Prod, Tetrodotoxin

Items: Packs A&J (minus food, med supplies, and the rain poncho), Pack of Hand Warmers, Down Vest, Camo Tribute Outfit

Injuries: Bruise On Collarbone, Cut On Cheek (cleaned) Cut On Hand (Cleaned+Bandaged), Stab Wound On Side (Cleaned+Stitched+Bandaged), Cuts On Legs (Cleaned), Arrows Wounds In Shoulder + Thigh (Cleaned+Bandaged)

Notes: Well, if I wasn't already the most hated tribute I am now. Rory I'm coming home to you soon.

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Don't Kick Him, He's Already Down || OS

Every fibre of my being is screaming for me to kill Sutter but I just can't bring myself to do it. Career training has always taught never let an opponent get back up or they'll make you regret it but he just looked so fucking defeated and broken. Tessa holds on for a few minutes but there was no saving her and the cannon fires just as I make the mouth of the cornucopia. I try to push them from my mind as I survey what's lying in wait for me. 

The first thing my eyes spy are the medical supplies. I breathe a sigh of relief and strip from my nearly useless tribute outfit before cleaning and dressing my new shoulder and thigh wounds. With a smile growing on my lips I slip on the female camo outfit. Holy shit does it feel good to finally be back in clean, dry, clothes that aren't riddled with holes and pocked with blood stains.

I slip the cattle prod and cocktail kit into my bag before making my way over to the the stationary. My mind is buzzing and I can't seem to form coherent sentences as I sit down. Sutter could be coming back at any moment for revenge but I have a feeling he won't. 

Dear Rory, 

I have no idea when this will reach you or if it even will but that doesn't matter. If you've been watching the games you know I've done some terrible, unspeakable things. Things no one should be proud of. But I am, not because I did them but because of who I did them for. You're what's keeping me going little bean. We're almost done and I'll be back before you know it but you better promise to be good until I get back okay? Then we can live in a big mansion like you've always wanted. I love you Ror and I can't wait to see you.

Love Della

Tears streak the paper as I roll it up and slip it into the waiting tube. I have no idea how the thing works but as soon as I slide it in, it shoots off into the abyss and I can only imagine it's on its way to Four right now. I turn to leave the cave having gotten everything I needed but pause at the sight of what I've left behind. Using a knife I open the cans of beans and empty them onto the ground. I drink my fill of water before dumping it and finally slash up the remaining male suit. I let you live Sutter, don't expect any more charity from me.

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Delilah vs Tester

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“Before I am your daughter, your sister, your aunt, niece, or cousin, I am my own person, and I will not set fire to myself to keep you warm.” -Things to Remember