this is district two

Sometimes I forgot that Akira was being interrogated by Sae. Some highlights of what he probably sounded like;

“Your sis- I mean student council president was following us but she was really bad at being subtle about it.”

“I spent the next day making lockpicks in my room.”

“So then me and Ryuji went to the red-light district, and he got kidnapped by two gay men while I talked to the reporter.”

“Then I made coffee for the rest of the evening. Sojiro told me what kind of bean it was.”

“My cat told me to go to bed.”

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I added in District 13 so that they can each be from a different District. Instead of two people being picked per District, I changed it to one.

District: 2 – Masonry
Weapon/Ability: Strength
Death: 10th to die
Cause of Death: Betrayed by Jeonghan
- Oldest Tribute.
- Was the strongest opponent, so everyone knew to stay away from him.
- Didn’t know which plants were edible, and so survived on meats instead. When he couldn’t find anything to eat, he was spoiled by Sponsors.
- Formed an alliance with Jeonghan to kill Woozi.
- Betrayed by Jeonghan who set up a trap and stabbed him.

District: 1 – Luxury
Weapon/Ability: Spear (Woozi’s), Trickery
Death: 12th to die
Cause of Death: Lost the final battle against Woozi
- Formed an alliance with Dino.
- Wanted him to win the Games. He was planning for the two of them to make it to the final round, and then let Dino win by killing himself.
- When Dino was killed by Woozi, Jeonghan sought revenge on him. He promised himself to win for Dino.
- He took Woozi’s spear, vowing to kill him with his very own weapon.
- Killed or betrayed anyone in his way to avenge Dino.
- Unfortunately lost the final battle.
- His death is considered one of the saddest in Hunger Games history due to not being able to keep his promise to Dino.

District: 9 – Grain
Weapon/Ability: Survival and Treatment Skills
Death: 1st to die
Cause of Death: Cornucopia Bloodbath
- Everyone knew he was done for when his name got picked.
- Too kind to kill anyone, so he was planning on just letting them all battle while he hid.
- Tried to grab a backpack at the Cornucopia, but was stabbed by Woozi.
- Probably would’ve gotten far in the Games if he survived the Bloodbath due to his skills.

District: 4 – Fishing
Weapon/Ability: Spear, Hand-to-Hand Combat, Identifying Edible Plants
Death: 9th to die
Cause of Death: Killed by Jeonghan
- Always had food because he was experienced in fishing thanks to his job at the District.
- Was able to make a full meal with anything he found in the forest.
- Everyone thought he was going to win because of his skills.
- Noticed The8 following him around, and pretended he didn’t know. Silently slipped out of view and attacked him from behind.
- Won in the battle against The8, who was already badly injured after the first blow.
- Killed by Jeonghan when he accidentally tripped and destroyed Dino’s grave. Jeonghan showed no mercy.

District: 6 – Transportation
Weapon/Ability: Knives, Climbing
Death: 5th to die
Cause of Death: Tracker Jackers
- Hid in the trees.
- Waved and made funny faces at the cameras, earning him gifts from Sponsors.
- Once ate a poisonous plant that slowly made his insides burn, but was sent antidote. Clearly a Capitol favorite.
- Died because he jumped onto a branch that had a Tracker Jackers nest he didn’t see.
- His leg got caught between two branches and he was left hanging upside-down while the Tracker Jackers stung him to death.

District: 13 – Nuclear Weaponry
Weapon/Ability: Crossbow, Hiding
Death: 8th to die
Cause of Death: Killed by Jeonghan
- A bag of luck.
- Wanted to form an alliance with Mingyu, who knew how to identify edible plants. When he died at the Cornucopia, he was left to guess on his own.
- Somehow guessed right for all the edible plants.
- Was able to blend in with the environment, and found great hiding places.
- Was injured by a fireball the Gamemakers threw at him. Didn’t have any Sponsors sending him medication, and so didn’t put up a fight when he ran into Jeonghan.

District: 3 – Technology
Weapon/Ability: Spear (formerly), Sword (presently), Strategy
Death: x
Cause of Death: x
- Victor/Winner of the Games.
- Faked looking weak in the Training Centre, and then showed his true potential in the Arena.
- Incredibly intelligent. Can make up a whole plan within ten seconds of observing his surroundings.
- Set up a trap for animals, but Dino got trapped in it instead. Decided to stab him, and in front of Jeonghan.
- Wasn’t caught or killed because Jeonghan didn’t have a weapon at that time.
- Got his spear taken by Jeonghan, and so found his way back to the Cornucopia to get a new weapon. Decided on a sword.
- Discovered that when you throw something at the invisible force field, it makes a boomerang effect.
- During the final battle, he launched his sword at Jeonghan and purposely missed. The sword hit the force field, then came flying back and stabbed Jeonghan’s back.

District: 5 – Power
Weapon/Ability: Traps
Death: 2nd to die
Cause of Death: Cornucopia Bloodbath
- A bundle of sunshine.
- Stole the hearts of Sponsors during his interview. Admired for being able to smile despite being in such a terrible situation.
- Specialized in making traps, would’ve been able to find many things to eat in the Arena if he survived the Bloodbath.
- Panicked and reacted late when the gong resounded. While trying to run towards the forest, he was shot with Wonwoo’s crossbow, who accidentally fired it when rushing to grab it.

District: 12 – Mining
Weapon/Ability: Identifying Edible Plants
Death: 3rd to die
Cause of Death: Cornucopia Bloodbath
- Loved by the Capitol for being so charming and handsome.
- Ate anything served at the Capitol while promoting.
- Food and water were his top priorities for the Games. He memorized all the edible plants and berries, and planned to find a stream of water right away.
- Had Sponsors lined up to send him things.
- They unfortunately never got to send him anything because he died at the Bloodbath. Got confused and terrified at the Arena, and died by turning a corner and accidentally running into Jun’s spear.

District: 11 – Agriculture
Weapon/Ability: Staff, Wushu
Death: 6th to die
Cause of Death: Killed by Jun
- Skilled at martial arts, made sure to show this to the other Tributes in the Training Centre.
- Was sent many things by Sponsors because of his cute interview before the Games.
- Always found a clean stream of water, but was too scared to eat any plants in fear of getting poisoned.
- Knew Jun could hunt and identify edible plants, and so followed him around while stealing his food every now and then.
- Got caught by Jun and put up a fair fight, but his injury prevented him from attacking properly.
- Fainted in the middle of the fight due to blood loss, and Jun finished him off.

District: 8 – Textiles
Weapon/Ability: Bow & Arrow, Tactics
Death: 11th to die
Cause of Death: Killed by Jeonghan
- Adored by the Capitol due to his variety skills, and everyone was rooting for him to win.
- Got really far into the Games because of his Sponsors.
- Was able to stay out of everyone’s radar, and stole their food without them knowing.
- Didn’t kill anyone. Used his bow and arrow for hunting instead of killing.
- Whistled with the mockingjays for the watchers’ entertainment.
- Was caught for the first time trying to steal Jeonghan’s food. He tried to attack with his bow and arrow, but missed him and got stabbed in the heart with his spear.

District: 10 – Livestock
Weapon/Ability: Bow & Arrow
Death: 4th to die
Cause of Death: Mistook Nightlock for berries
- Volunteered to save his little sister.
- Pinpoint precision with his bow and arrow. Shot animals right in the eye.
- A quiet Tribute who mostly kept to himself to avoid confrontation.
- Wanted to win the Games for his little sister, but made a foolish mistake by mistaking Nightlock for berries because he was starving.

District: 7 – Lumber
Weapon/Ability: Slingshot, Speed
Death: 7th to die
Cause of Death: Killed by Woozi
- Youngest Tribute.
- Luckily found a slingshot in the backpack he managed to get at the Cornucopia. Had really good aim, and was able to shoot down birds with a rock.
- Formed an alliance with Jeonghan.
- Considered him his older brother, and to a certain extent, his mother.
- Died in Jeonghan’s arms.

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History, repeated

Originally posted by starsmahogany

So, I was cleaning up my google docs, and I found this drabble I wrote last June. For what reason, I no longer remember, but I thought I’d throw it up here. Nothing but fluff.

History, repeated

They play together in the meadow. The dancing girl with the dark hair and blue eyes. The laughing boy with blond curls and grey eyes. She’s lean and lithe, her musical voice ringing clear as she calls to him. He’s no longer a chubby toddler and can almost keep up with his sister now. My children.

And curled in my lap, napping; my little surprise, my baby girl who decided our family wasn’t quite finished before she arrived to join us two years ago.

Whenever the other inhabitants of District Twelve see her they inevitably comment on how she’s Peeta’s little clone, they joke about whether we’re sure who the mother is. Whereas my dancing girl and laughing boy are each a perfect blend of me and Peeta, our little unexpected bundle is someone entirely different.

At a glance, she is her father; pale skin, blonde hair and blue eyes, even his cleft chin. But I know better.

Her hair is spun gold, and fine as silk, unlike her father’s ashy waves. Her eyes are a deeper blue than Peeta’s, with flecks of grey swimming in their depths. My daughter is a perfect replica not of her father, but of the aunt she’ll never know.

And though she’s only two she’s already showing Prim’s nurturing nature, offering hugs and comfort freely, and utterly without reservation.

There are days, now that she’s toddling, when she walks into a room and the light shines through her baby-fine hair just so, and I’m transported back to a simpler time. To a tiny shack where a man and a woman loved each other deeply and doted on their children. To a home filled with love. Life wasn’t perfect then, but it was good. So good.

Then the spell is broken by my husband scooping the baby into his arms to blow raspberries across her tummy, by my little boy launching himself into my lap for snuggles and stories, by the songs my raven-haired daughter sings for her little brother and sister, vowing to look out for them always. And I realize that I have that life again. A man and a woman who love each other deeply, who cherish their three beautiful children in a home filled with love.

Life isn’t perfect. But it’s ours. All five of us.

Someone please tell me why [DeVos] is the right choice to lead the public school system of the United States of America.

Her BA degree in political science and business administration isn’t enough to place her in a classroom, but suddenly, she occupies the top job.

Ms. DeVos doesn’t love public education and clearly doesn’t know the first thing about public education in the United States. Our teachers had to take a class on the history of education just to be considered for admission to the teacher education program.

To be certified as a high school teacher in Missouri, she must take classes on how to write a test, how to incorporate multicultural education, classroom management, assessment, the integration of school and society, educational psychology, alternatives for exceptional students, working with foundation-level learning, analysis and correction of difficulties in literacy, understanding how to teach her subject matter, and more. She’d spend less money if she dropped the education requirements, and probably graduate sooner, but let’s ignore these facts for a moment.

She must observe real teachers in action, be mentored by a successful classroom teacher, and spend a semester supervised by a teacher as she makes the classroom her own. She likely won’t be able to work during that semester, so she’ll have to figure out how to do things like pay for food and shelter, but hey, she’s rich. Presumably, that wouldn’t have been an issue for her, right?

She must pass the MOGEA test and the Praxis II.

Once hired, the mentoring doesn’t stop. More, teachers are encouraged to seek a masters in teaching to further their development. She’ll pay for that masters herself, carving time out of her busy week to take a class or two a semester. As consolation, her school district might boost her pay a few hundred dollars a year. In thirty or so years, she just might be able to justify the cost.

While on the job, she must learn how to balance long hours to educate students with her personal life lest she lose sight as to why she does the job in the first place. She must endure politicians both national and local lamenting how teachers don’t do enough, yet claim our school systems are “flush with cash,” while perhaps working part time at Barnes & Noble to make ends meet. She must accept less pay than other graduates because she is on the public payroll. She must learn to have a politically acceptable answer to, “You must love teaching because you have the summer off!” despite the research, planning, and reading - oh, God, the reading - she’ll need to do to keep her classes fresh.

She needs to experience the elation of developing an idea regarding how to teach a lesson, only to discover that the money to buy the materials she’ll need must come from her own pocket. She has to learn to smile through parent/teacher conferences where unknowing but well-meaning parents demand she raise a grade despite hours of planning, countless extensions of the deadline, and a lost weekend of grading. That smile must continue when the district tells her that they’re increasing the size of her classes because they can’t afford to hire another teacher. The public just didn’t go for that bond issue again this year. Tough luck.

To support her school, she will have to carve out the time to advise an organization or tutor students in need after the teaching hours end as the school can never really close. She will have to balance special plans for select students so she doesn’t inadvertently leave anyone behind, but be flexible and open to minute changes in graduation requirements, serve on countless committees, sit in frequent department meetings, and much more.

To work in public education, one must love public education. Teachers do it because, sometimes, one student suddenly smiles and says, ‘Because of you, I was accepted to college/got this job. Because of you, I learned something.’

They do it because they love it.

Ms. DeVos, I challenge you to serve one year in front of a classroom at a public school - a length of time shorter than would grant you tenure, a position as chair, or to become a principal - and then maybe can tell us how to run a school.

Oh, that’s right, you’re not qualified and are afraid of grizzly bear attacks. My bad.

I guess I’ll ask you, Senator Roy Blunt and those who voted to confirm this unqualified person to lead our beleaguered but honorable teachers:

Why was she the right choice?

—  My boss after hearing that Betty DeVos was confirmed as the Secretary of Education

Originally posted by sevixxteen


Warnings: Mentions of blood and violence.

The small gym is packed to the rafters. Large men with shifty eyes and one hand firmly tucked inside their pockets, women with anxious eyes and one hand placed firmly over their hearts, meek men with bruised skin and one hand clutching a betting slip because their lives depend on it; they’re all together, they’re all waiting. And you’re sitting there among them, one hand gripping the silver chain around your neck and the other clutching the edge of your seat.

The copper tang of blood fills the air and mixes with the musk of men from fights past. You’re almost certain there’s a noxious cloud floating above the crowd from the cigarettes and the bottles scattered around the room. It’s a cesspool, filthy and disgusting, but you don’t dare move a muscle.

Members of the crowd are watching the entrances, waiting for the prize fighters to enter. The main event is all that’s left, all of the other men have bloodied their fists and earned their week’s salary. But your eyes are glued to the small blue stool in one corner of the ring.

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A few years ago I work a pop up event in a shopping centre - a giant snowglobe for November-January, families would enter for free, get 1 free photo and the opportunity to purchase any other items such as the photo on keychains, magnets, snowglobes or additional prints. I quickly became unofficial assistant manager due to previous experience, the amount of hours I worked, ect. It was a pretty sweet deal, I even got a managers bonus at the end and continued working for the company for a while.

Due to being in a heavy student district (several high schools and two unis), we had a fair amount of teenagers visit. One day I notice a lanyard that a high schooler has dropped in our area, so I pop it under the desk for a day or so. No one comes to claim it. 

So then I email the school and let them know who I am, that I have a student’s lanyard and if they let the student know we have it so it can be returned. The school forwarded my email to the parents of the student and the mum says she’ll come collect it from us.

A couple of days later, I’m sweeping up our area - having a large amount of pretend snow inside the globe that escaped every time families went in and out was a bit chaotic. Suddenly I’m approached by a woman who asks “is so-and-so here?” and I’m like “yes, that’s me, how can I help?” and she’s like “oh I’m so-and-so’s mother, you have my daughter’s lanyard” so I greet her and grab the lanyard from under our desk. She then gives me a little box of chocolates and a thank you note and I was so happy! I really didn’t expect it and she was so grateful to get the lanyard back, otherwise the school would have charged her a fee to replace it. I was like, oh it was no trouble at all, my school had the same policy. Kudos to that lady!

Valentine’s Day Shorts

Hers a list of headcannon type things of what the Sidemen + others would do with their significant other’s on Valentine’s Day. Hope you enjoy!

Originally posted by meowkisu


  • Takes you out to a nice restaurant
  • Triple checked that the reservations were set
  • When you get to the restaurant the person working at the front knows him because he called so many times
  • Pulls your chair out for you and is super gentlemanly


  • Tells you you’re going out to a restaurant
  • Surprises you and makes a homemade traditional Nigerian dinner
  • The boys have left the flat so it’s just you and him
  • Candle lit
  • Flowers
  • Really nice conversation about several topics


  • Is really nervous when he first asks you out
  • Takes you to a nice restaurant
  • Takes you back home and you snuggle in comfy clothes
  • Watch some Netflix


  • Decorated the house for you
  • Hid little sticky notes around the house saying nice things
  • Was really lovey-dovey all day


  • Takes you out on a lunch date
  • Since it was less crowded you could have a better conversation
  • Laughed a lot
  • Was overall just a really nice meal
  • Hung out the rest of the day


  • Stayed up all night writing down reasons why you love each other
  • Put the strips of paper in a wooden box
  • Put the wooden box in the back of a closet so you can find it some day after you forgot about it


  • Harry made reservations but they ended up being canceled, to his dismay
  • End up settling for takeout
  • Played FIFA and made bets and forfeits
  • It might not have been a “traditional” Valentine’s date but you couldn’t have asked to spend it any other way

Lewis Redman

  • Decorated your bedroom with balloons
  • Brought you breakfast
  • Spent all day in bed watching movies and TV shows
  • The only time either of you got out of bed was to go get more food


  • You two had a day trip up to the Lake District and had the cabin to yourselves
  • Kicked a football around some on the fields
  • Found a way to get up onto the roof of the cabin at night to look up at the stars


  • Spent the day out walking around London shopping and eating
  • Bought each other gifts
  • Went to a park to see the sunset and look out at the stars
  • He gave his coat to you when he saw you shivering


  • You started to teach him how to play piano
  • It was full of him apologizing for getting frustrated
  • He gave up in the end
  • You made a compromise where you would play piano and he would sing
  • Sometimes he would sing horribly on purpose just to make you laugh


  • He invites you over for dinner
  • You get there but Manny isn’t home
  • Instead you find a riddle that starts you on a scavenger hunt
  • You finally catch up to Manny who’s setting up dinner at the start on the back porch 

I was going through all my unfinished and rejected text files (there’s… quite a few). So, instead of leaving them to collect dust on my computer, I decided hey, why the hell not. Think of these as the roughest of rough doodles. Doodles that might be missing hands. Or are all drawn in side-profile. Most of these are NOT finished.

This one is actually finished!


Pale skin, scruffy clothes, blue eyes. Human. Your eyes catch and stumble, but he’s already lost in the busy throng of the market. There’s no reason for you to come to a complete stop, but you do, skimming the crowd.

Gone. A beefy rustblood nearly knocks into you into a cart with de-spined slimeslugs. “Walk much?” she sneers.

You bare your fangs on reflex. It’s merely the usual polite half-distracted scorn twaddle, because she moves on and you turn toward the cart.

“Wow, what was her problem huh?”

You start, look to your left and there he is. All elbows and knees, hair like a bird’s nest, sly smiling. There’s no way you’re not noticing that half translucent skin, the blue-not-blue running in clears streaks like fucking targets. With effort, you drag your eyes up to his face. He grins wider.

Smooth, Karkat, you groan inwardly.

“You don’t look from around here,” he says, winking.

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the entire music criticism community: owl city’s entire career is blatant plagiarism of the landmark work and sonic innovation of the postal service

me, an intellectual: there are only two good songs on give up, the district sleeps alone tonight and such great heights, and the respective birdy and iron & wine covers take deep dark shits all over the originals, and ocean eyes is joyous and ebullient and life-affirming where give up is despondent and occasionally succumbs to lazy misogyny, and i’m not saying adam young is making great art here but i will NOT tolerate this besmirching of the synthpop song of my youth

For the Love Is prompt from @loveinpanem  This story contains spoilers for my current WIP Where We Can Be Safe, so if you’re following that story on AO3 or FFN, please don’t give anything away!  :)  

Rated T, with references to breastfeeding, baby wearing, and cosleeping.


I can’t remember the last time I took a shower, or changed my clothes, or brushed my hair, or even slept longer than thirty minutes at a time.  Sage is five weeks old now, and since Peeta’s been in training and meetings for over fourteen hours a day lately, prepping for the final push into the Capitol in less than a week, I’ve been letting him sleep as much as possible at night while I take care of Sage.  But right now I’m so utterly exhausted I feel like I’m going to snap if I don’t get some sleep soon.  

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Paradise | 2

Overview/Summary: After one of her best friends goes through a bad breakup she’s not ready to discuss just yet, Riley is dragged along to an impromptu vacation in a tropical paradise. While her and her two friends are there they meet three guys who seem just as lost as they are. 14 days. 10 Rules.
Writers Notes: In this AU Farkle was never childhood friends with riley/maya + as always text in ‘italics’ are flashbacks. 
Rating: T/M  (Because cursing & also because I’m not going to restrict myself)
Previous Chapters: 1 
WordCount: 3,730
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Chapter Two: Thou Shall Not Be Reckless.

[ Last Night ]

“So Columbia, huh?” Lucas smiled, plopping himself down on the sand. The other four were still making their way up the beach when he decided he needed to take a break. Riley sunk down next to him, pulling her knees against her chest. “What was your major?”

“Journalism.” She answered politely, “With a minor in Anthropology.”

“Those seem like two very different things.” He chuckles, “Why Anthropology?”

Riley shrugs, “I don’t know… I guess I like people. I’ve always been a people person.”

A small smile falls on his lips, “Wow.”

“What?” Her face drops, suddenly very self conscious.

“It’s just… that was refreshing.” He laughs, shaking his head. “I’m so used to people being pessimistic y'know? Like everyone is always talking about how people suck and that they hate everyone. It’s just nice to hear.”

“As an eternal optimist I have a lot faith in humanity, sometimes a little too much.” She smiles, glancing at him quickly before looking back down at her hands. “Most people think of it as being naïve.”

“I don’t.” He replies without hesitation. “I think it makes you special.”

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madamemarquise  asked:

Hello, it´s a little strange for me to ask for my own birthday present, but I´ll try anyway. My b-day is on 16th of February and I´d love me some "it would have happened anyway" in Panem AU or historical Everlark, rated M. Thank you for this wonderful blog!

Originally posted by pastel-spotted-weeb

Happy birthday @madamemarquise! It is always okay with us to send in your own ask. ;) We hope your day is amazing! Here is your ‘It would have happened anyway’ ficlet, courtesy of the very talented @xerxia31. Enjoy!


rated T

The day of Peeta Mellark’s last reaping dawned gloriously, with a pink-and-gold sunrise sliding back to reveal blue skies, and a soft breeze fluttering through the open windows. But he couldn’t enjoy it, and not just because he was holed up in the bakery, toiling in front of the ovens.

He couldn’t enjoy it because he was terrified about Katniss, the girl he’d had a crush on since forever. It would be her last reaping too, one way or another.

It was the another thought that had him so worked up.

Peeta had spent three-quarters of his life watching Katniss Everdeen. Watching the sweet, vibrant girl who sang like an angel - but was forced to grow up far too fast - turn into a strong, independent, often-scowling woman. In the years since her father died, in the years since that gut-wrenching day she’d appeared at the back of the bakery, skeletal and with eyes already dead, Katniss had learned to take care of herself and her family. And Peeta had been watching. He knew each time she took out tesserae, had been mentally counting her slips in the reaping bowls for six long years. And this year, her name was in the reaping twenty-eight times. Twenty-eight!

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Enneagram Tumblr as a Country
  • Enneagram Country is divided into nine districts.
  • The wing most represented is the capital city.
  • The city you reside in is represented by your core type.
    • Alternatively, if you cannot find people of your type, your city is represented by the type you hang around the most.
  • Your fixes are where most of your products are from.
  • Your mistypes are cities that you visit for pleasure.
  • Integrations and disintegrations represent relations between the districts.
  • The Districts
    • The Nines are the governing district of all of Enneagram Country. They resolve disputes between districts and have a lot of nice parks.
    • The Eight district isn’t as bad as it seems. They got the wreckage from Eightgate cleared out.
    • The Seven district is the party district. They have a tourism-based economy and are fairly tolerant.
    • The Six district, due to internal unrest, has split their cities into phobic and counterphobic regions. Natural disasters occur on a regular basis here, so every house has an apocalypse-style bunker complete with everything imaginable.
    • The Five district is known for its impressive libraries and cutting edge technology. This is where research is done.
    • The Four district has a lot of cool things and a barter-based economy. They don’t believe in money for various reasons.
    • The Three district is where the rich and famous are. People judge its all the time, which causes unrest.
    • The Two district has given itself over to humanities and helping the other districts. They don’t have much for themselves because of this.
    • The One district is where things are inspected, packaged, and processed. People tend to be a bit uptight here, but it’s for a good cause.
  • Elections for governor are held once a year. It’s a one year term for both positions and a six term limit. Each district elects one governor and two senators, one from each city.
  • The governor of the Nines has power over the entire country.