My FLF Hunger Games AU ideas (this will contain spoilers for the Hunger Games)
I read The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes this week, so the Hunger Games is on my mind again. If anyone wants to talk about it btw, feel free to send me asks. I am obsessed (trying to get back on the track of FLF though). Well, anyway, this is gonna be messy and unorganized rambling.
This all started with the idea in my head of having Orion and Rosalind take the place of Peeta and Katniss. The similarities go far. Orion ends up brainwashed, the "fake dating," the fact that they pretend to poision themselves when poision is Rosalind's weapon of choice. I could go on and on.
Then, I thought Rosalind would totally volunteer to take Celia's place in the Hunger Games if she was drawn. So, there would be the whole Katniss volunteering for Prim, but then, I thought I can't just have Orion's name be drawn. He isn't like Peeta who has no one who would take his place. I decided I was too uncertain about whether or not Silsa would try to volunteer instead of Orion, but I was certain that Orion would volunteer to go instead of Silas. This is really just the start of how I realized almost every character could be an equivalent of Prim (Celia, Silas, Phoebe).
I also spent a while debating the merits of two roles I could choose for Oliver. In the end, one became way too complicated to think about. I really wanted to make him Haymitch just for the joke of them both saying "sweetheart," BUT it is too complicated to have him be a past victor. Instead, I decided that the best would be Gale. Obviously, I am not going to make him infatuated with Rosalind like Gale was with Katniss. I am talking more about the overall characterization of Gale and the explosives. Plus, how Gale is with District 13 could be easily transferred to Oliver. Then there is the added bonus that I would have to have Oliver's explosions cause Phoebe's death like Gale's caused Prim's death--
Then comes the part I hate myself for, I would make Alisa take the role of Rue. It just fits too well for her in many ways (not in every way but still). It does make it so Roma and Juliette would probably never meet (I'm not sure what I would do with Benedikt and Marshall either). I also have no clue who I would make the Capitol because I want to say the White Flowers because of Dimitri Vornin, but that would cause too many problems. I don't know. I also don't know who would be District 13.
It says a lot about me that I love thinking about this idea. I will probably come back to this with even more ideas. I don't know what I would do with Silas, Celia, and Oliver in the end. I feel like I will come up with some way they would die (minus Celia maybe). I think it would be good if Oliver died trying to protect Orion because of guilt over causing Phoebe's death. I then feel like it would be kind of cruel to imagine Silas going on after that. I am also imagining the possibilty of Phoebe and Silas having started a relationship in District 13 because it felt too dangerous before that like they wouldn't survive and then Phoebe dying... I am so cruel. Why is it fun to think about my favorite characters suffering?
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This post got me thinking about a Pokemon Star Trek AU and I’m very much going off the deep end with it...
Ash Ketchum: They’re a brash, defiant back and forth Lieutenant/Ensign who will constantly disobey orders to do the right thing, even if it goes against “the big picture” greater good. He’s started at least one low-key interstellar conflict as a result. He could’ve probably made it as Lieutenant-Commander or even Commander by now, but their willingness to defy authority has cause them to be passed over for promotion many times. At the same time, their penchant for amazing tactics and way of somehow pulling their ship out of the figurative fire over and over against all odds has kept them from getting court-martialed. They’re “in-training” to be a tactical officer, but they could easily outdo most established tactical officers in the fleet.
Gary Oak: He ran a similar path as Ash, but had a way of being able to smooth things over with his superiors, allowing him to climb the ranks quickly. He was initially in the operations department, but transitioned to the science department, and then eventually off starship postings entirely to work at Starfleet’s Xenobiology Division on Earth (with occasional trips abroad), following the academic reputation of his grandfather. His official rank at the moment is Commander, but he holds his soon-to-be earned doctorate title in higher esteem.
Misty: She’s a marine biologist in the science division of Starfleet and joined to visit strange new oceans to catalogue as much alien sea life as she could. As a lieutenant with a promotion on the horizon for her, she’s fallen in with the same crew as Ash Ketchum, and her life has become a bit more exciting than she anticipated as a result. She regularly criticizes Ash for his poor decision-making, but is usually one of the first to come to his side to support him once he does make those poor decisions.
Brock: He delayed joining Starfleet for many years due to familial responsibilities. He’s a psuedo-expert in Lithoid species, having absorbed much of that information from his absentee-father when he was more present in Brock’s youth. However, once his father came back, Brock seized his chance to join Starfleet in order to pursue his true passion: interspecies medicine. Where better to learn it than on a Starship with those other species in front of him. Now, he’s a lieutenant and a doctor-in-training under the chief medical officer on the same ship as Ash and Misty. He’s also a proficient cook, and often offers to act outside his usual duties to serve in the kitchen from time to time, believing replicators lose some of the flavour that home-cooking gives to a meal.
May: Not at all interested in the actual mission of Starfleet at first, May joined out of a desire to leave Earth and travel around the galaxy to go sightseeing. She finally found a direction and passion to follow when she was exposed to an alien arts exhibition by fellow crew member, Dawn. From there, she developed a passion for studying the active art scene of various societies both within and outside the Federation. While keeping to her duties as an ensign, she’s taken it upon herself to try and create artistic works of her own, though she’s quite annoyed at being outdone at various art competitions by an Orion named Drew.
Dawn: Compared to May, Dawn knew she wanted to become an artist of renown, following in the footsteps of her Andorian mother. While she didn’t necessarily need to join Starfleet to accomplish this, she wanted to expose herself to more cultures in order to gain inspiration for her work. As a lieutenant, she works in the anthropology department of her starship (the same one as May), entering art contests along with her, though usually in different disciplines. However, much like May, she’s been finding herself consistently thwarted by a Bajoran rival named Zoey.
Iris: As a half-betazoid, Iris is an empath, though she has a strong disposition in this towards non-sentient species, and especially reptiles. As a result, she’s joined Starfleet as a Xeno-Herpetologist to study them abroad (or at the very least, creatures similar in nature to Earthen reptiles). She is always the first to volunteer to go on away missions, hating the stuffy, contained air of starships. Still, she sees it as a necessary evil to get to these new, wild worlds where she can interact with new beasts and understand their nature. Almost as wild the beasts themselves, she has some trouble keeping up with more mundane duties, leaving her at the rank of ensign at the moment. That said, she has found herself inclined to learn more exciting starship duties, such as the helmsman position, which she’s taken on occasionally due to the small crew complement of her vessel.
Cilan: Serving on the same small starship as Iris, Cilan has unofficially pulls double duty as the ship’s cook and his official role as botanist. His cooking and botany tend to go hand in hand, as he also runs the hydroponics bay as part of his duties, and is not afraid to try unique combinations of alien flora and more earthbound ingredients. He also fancies himself somewhat of a mystery-solver, leading to him trying to solve, or even blow out of proportion, the smallest of mysterious events on the ship. It often takes, Iris, an empath, to help dissuade him of any sort of conspiracy onboard. The fact he was right once has not helped to curb this tendency. Even with this shortcoming, his dedication and his (mostly) level-headed nature have helped him attain the rank of Lieutenant-Commander aboard his vessel. This recent promotion has been celebrated by all aboard the ship, save for one grouchy ensign named Burgundy, whom everyone jokes has some Tellarite blood in her, despite her human appearance.
Clemont: An engineering savant of sorts, the Half-Vulcan-Half-Human Lieutenant Clemont is being looked at for the role of chief engineer aboard his ship. When given sufficient time and the proper materials, Clemont can fix just about anything. However, being on a deep space exploration vessel that doesn’t get resupplied often, he usually has to improvise fixes quickly and with sub-par materials that, more often than not, end up failing in some spectacular fashion. This wreaks havoc with his self-confidence, though the crew understands the constraints he’s been put under, and the ship’s counsellor, Serena, has helped him through numerous doubt-fueled crises. He exercises Vulcan logic in his work, but lacks the Vulcan sense of emotional suppression, having been raised on Earth. Even with a promotion in his future, he still has his passionate heart set on his application to the Daystrom Institute back on Earth, the reason he joined Starfleet in the first place. It’s his dream to contribute to further developments in AI technology, including the efforts to try and replicate Dr. Soong’s work that created the android known as Data. He regularly writes his little sister, Bonnie, who still lives at home on Earth.
Serena: As ship’s counsellor, Serena serves aboard the same, long-term exploratory vessel as Clemont. Her nurturing nature has been invaluable for those missing home on that ship, including Clemont who has told her much about his little sister Bonnie. Serena, now a lieutenant herself after years of service, joined Starfleet indecisively and more out of an impulse to avoid entering the same line of work as her mother. She’s hoping to find her purpose out in the stars, but is taking satisfaction in helping others as best she can for the moment. She sometimes has to work hard to conceal her envy for those among her crew who have found their direction. As stress relief for this, she often bakes sweets weekly that she distributes in her ship’s mess hall. It’s come to be one of the crew’s favourite days of the week.
Kiawe: An Unjoined Trill, Kiawe enlisted in Starfleet to further his credentials to be joined with a Symbiont. His grandfather was joined, and Kiawe still looks up to him, even after his passing. Kiawe is determined to do anything he can to have the same chance his grandfather did, knowing how it enriched his life. In Starfleet, Kiawe found a natural fit as a security officer, and is quickly rising up the ranks toward head of security, now bearing the rank of lieutenant. He could’ve risen even faster, but his overly-heated nature has been questioned by some above him. Taking even his spare time seriously, Kiawe prefers to spend time in either the ship’s gymnasium or the holodeck honing his martial arts skills and, much more secretly, his dancing hobby.
Mallow: The head chef on the bustling ship that also includes Lana and Kiawe, Mallow finds the best way to keep the crew from getting bored on long voyages is a variety in cuisine. She grew up working with her Orion father in his restaurant on Earth and she’s hoping to eventually open one of her own back on Earth. However, she feels she needs to put herself through her paces in a tough environment as the one in charge of a kitchen, and she could think of no better place than a packed starship. She holds the rank of ensign, but you’ll usually only find her in the kitchen for her duties. However, she tends to frequent the holodeck for fun and relaxation with Lana, often towing Kiawe and along to try and get him to loosen up.
Lana: A student of xeno-ocean ecology, Lana joined starfleet for much the same reasons as Misty did, and was even a friend of hers in the academy before they were posted to different starships. They regularly keep in contact and get advice from each other on papers they write for their related disciplines. While generally dutiful in her work as an ensign with a prospective promotion in her future, Lana’s quite the jokester and prankster in her off-time, with her target usually being the very-easy-to-rile-up Kiawe. She, along with Kiawe and Mallow, often spend their off-hours together on either the holodeck or, at Kiawe’s insistence, the gym to practice their fighting forms. However, Lana’s favourite diversion is usually the holodeck to simulate an ocean to swim in.
Goh: He joined starfleet as an extension of his study program from an Earth university. He studies rare and endangered species and their migration patterns, hoping to learn more about them and to help restore their numbers as best he can. Given the temporary rank of crewman during his study period, he’s had numerous postings that have taken him from starship to starship, working with many of the above familiar faces as he’s pursued leads on various worlds. The most intriguing case has been working on lately involves a spacefaring lifeform that’s only been sighted a handful of times in the last two centuries of Starfleet records. He’s eager to learn more about it and determine if there’s a greater population somewhere in the stars, or if those sighted were truly the only of their kind in the galaxy.
There’s plenty of other characters that I think could join Starfleet, but I think this is a good start for the core Pokeani cast. Feel free to add onto this list if you want!
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it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.
yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.
it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.
how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.
chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?
how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.
"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.
i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.
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