Lost Socks Games Creations

Task 1 Entries

All were amazing, you should be proud of yourselves.

District 1

"What do you think when you hear “District 1”?

Luxury? Elegance? …maybe Opulence, perhaps?

…or maybe all three. Exactly. Our fine district deals with only the finest things in life. You think diamonds are a girl’s best friend? WRONG. They’re OUR friend. That’s what we are: a diamond. We make only the finest diamond jewelry, the fluffiest furs, the most perfumy perfumes and the most luxurious luxuries in Panem. The Capitol surely wouldn’t be so elegant with the Severance of our district’s gifts.

Now you might be wondering: “Why should I sponsor District 1?”. Well I’ll tell you, fine gentleperson - because you have taste. Of course, you know what real winners look like. We’re capable, dangerous, and did I mention, glamorous? We’ll put on an unforgettable and entertaining performance in this year’s Lost Socks Games.

With your help, we can make District 1 shine like a Chandelier. We’ll outshine the competition with your generous gifts and donations, Dearest Sponsors!"

We’re the source of life’s fine luxuries,

The brightest gems, the finest beads,

Our challengers look at us with envy,

They know with us, they can’t compete.

The sun shines bright, our gold mines gleam,

Our lives are bold, just as they seem.

We’re the source of life’s fine luxuries,

The softest furs, the rarest sweets,

Our challengers look at what could be,

But District 1, is out of reach.

District 2

Here at district two we pride ourselves on being the top peacekeepers around. We have a brilliant work force who put all hours into the masonry and weaponry creations, you won’t be disappointed with what we are able to offer. Your sponsorship means we are able to continue being top of the game in all we do, we’re here to WIN!

This is district two and we’re great at smashing rocks,

If you sponsor us we’ll show you just who is boss.

We’re the best at building houses,

Whilst training up your spouses.

Peacekeeping is our game,

So don’t wear out our name!

District 3

DISTRICT 3 ODE (poem)

We are a vital piece.
As it was in the turtle and the hare.
We empower an ease,
To in victory share.
Even if you're missing the speed,
even if you're missing the wit!
Our technology is what you need
for a chance to win to be lit!
Our people are bright,
easing everyday life.
We want to shine a light
to end unnecessary strife.
We have built the television
to see both our contrast,
in a humble mission,
to also share our similarities via broadcast.
Even now we built a new escape
of a digital virtual reality.
Enabling fantasies that you can shape
even grander than what you see in tv.
Our abilities are endless;
to shine above all.
Our goal is not senseless.
We make life, for you and us, a ball!

Here on district 3 we have created many things, many technologies for your needs and enjoyments. Technology from district 3 has been integrated in every district, and in the capital. With it the capital can easily keep tabs on all of the districts, and keep us all United.

We have created television for you watch the world. And these Hunger Games that are about to take place for your enjoyment. We have created computers, and ways to interact and be part of the games. With 1000s of drones on the field, built at our facilities, every angle will be covered. We are currently working on technology that will bring you closer to the action.

Soon you will be able to indulge in the games from the safety of your own homes. create your own worlds, and your own pets and games with virtual reality. With just some gloves and glasses you can leave your current situation for a few hours, and feel excitement.

District 4

"District 4 is positioned on the coast of Panem, and is the location of the nation’s fisheries and ocean industries. All of its residents are raised with the necessary seafaring skills to keep these industries running – including swimming, navigation, farming sealife, net weaving, and hunting in the water.

While the district is most well known for its high quality of seafood, it also produces lustrous pearls which are shipped straight to District 1 for jewellery making.

The district’s signature sunny shores and sea breeze makes it a popular location for residents of The Capitol to visit for sightseeing."

"Home is District Four"
Oh, other districts have their charms
Three’s circuits and Twelve’s ore,
One’s got baubles; Two’s got arms
But home is District Four.
Home is District Four.
We heave and hoist and haul our catch,
Sail even through the roughest patch,
The other tributes met their match
In good old District Four,
In good old District Four.
Our fishing fills the nation’s belly
The bounty of the sea,
It’s possible that Five’s less smelly
But Four’s the place for me.
Four’s the place for me.
And so, to our brave lads and lasses,
We salute, we raise our glasses
Cook their geese and kick their a**es –
And come home to District Four,
Come home to District Four.

District 5

We are the representatives of district 5, the district that generates all the power for the country. This obviously means we are the best as how would the people of The Capital survive without electricity?!?!? No hovercars, no social media, and worst of all no way to run and televise the hunger games (Hint hint capital people, sponsor us or you will have a power cut *huge smile* ) We embrace our electric ways and live in a district full of neon lights, we are the district that never sleeps. Some may say we have embraced the moniker of the district that never sleeps a little to much, being the district that consumes the most coffee and with members who have been known to pass out whilst talking due to sleep deprivation. However we are a district of people who work hard and play hard. When not generating power we have neon filled night clubs with beautiful glittering discoballs which are open 24/7. To match the high octane environment of our district we wear large amounts of neon polyester, lycra and disco boots. The fashion in District 5 other districts may deride as “over the top” and “too flammable” but we embrace those comments and interpret them as “literally the best” and “on fire”. To this upcoming hunger games we are planning to bring scintillating personalities, startling fashions, utter ruthlessness and quick thinking solutions to problem! The other districts won’t know what’s hit them. Long reign District 5 as victors!

We are District 5
Power, Electricity and Neon
We burn bright
We light up your skys
Glowing, Radiant and Luminous
We are District 5

District 6

If you traveled to be here today, you sat upon the work of my brothers and sisters. We are the hidden oldest sibling, providing Panem with our goods and asking for little in return. The hover-craft here in the Capitol were built by my neighbors and loved ones, as were the trains that carried this crowd to join us tonight. We are the district to ensure all districts are connected – we bring you the lumber from District 7 to repair your homes, the grain from District 9 to feed your families, the fish from District 4 to celebrate. Our systems connect the entirety of Panem, and still we continue to live in squalor so you may prosper. My district has suffered for the betterment of Panem, with undue oppression from the Peacekeepers, overpopulation, continuous labor and a steady stream of morphling escape. Tonight, I will ask just one favor in return: your support for District 6 in the First Annual Lost Socks Games. We will do our best in each leg of the Games, and your assistance will do us well, should you choose to provide it. We have the bodies and hands of laborers, the deep will to continue, and we have been subjected to pain and suffering for far longer than the Games will transpire. We can withstand, and we will win!

As Panem sleeps at night
We work like it's day
They're wanting to travel the districts
While we do it for little pay
When we walk the streets
Still covered in ash
Peacekeepers oppress us
Like we're nothing but trash
We won't stand for this anymore
We will bring in the light
We will take all others down
We will win the fight
No matter the struggle
As we take all of our licks
We will win the games
We are District 6


District 7


District 8

District Eight is one of the nine districts of Panem, located on the southeast side of the Capitol. The district is known for its natural oil, gas reservoirs, and huge oil extractors towering over the district's skylines. On the west side of the district, there's also a small ore mine where the peasants of the district work just to earn a living. These natural resources made District Eight one of the wealthiest and most technologically advanced districts just behind the Capitol. Children from District 8 are trained to be engineers and scientists to become weapons of mass destruction. They work tirelessly day and night to produce dangerous weaponry and poisons to sell to the black market. As a result of the exploitation of resources, dark purple mist clouds the air of the district, killing all the plants and animals, worsening the living conditions. They rely on the other districts for food and water in exchange for gadgets and machinery and a spacesuit is required to walk the streets of District Eight.

This is the poem,

Man was made to make

Machinations of machines in the world we wake

A ringing of bells

To send us to hell

The clock strikes twelve

The putrid rain fell

The foul creatures man has create

The wretched engineer of flesh and fate

Their flesh bound to a cursed shell

The eyes of the innocent lost in twisted make

Bound to mock inside their cell

Our fates are decided by a jar

Our lives pulled from its glass maw

A systems of deadly create

The clock hit nine

Its my time to dine

In a train of my final fate

We must rise

We must break

We must clean the slate

To break free and rise again

For man was made to make


District 9

First, I would like to thank the Overseer and all of you for being here and encouraging me, and my District! We are here to win, we are devoted and work both fields and factories to bring wheats, grains, breads to your very tables!! We have miles of fields, with beautiful wheat. Our factories turn it into grains and breads to fill the bellies of millions! Bountiful are we, bountiful indeed. We are strong, stable and able.... to win.

I sit at the window

Regard the sky and the sun

Fields of gold shimmer

The breeze blows gently

Fertile plains

Sunshine and rain

Sustenance grows in those fields of gold

Task 2 Entries