Hunger Games Questions Novels & Stories

I nodded and led the way back to the main room. While Amphidocus sat and ate, the girls peppered him with questions, mostly wanting to know how the remaining tributes were holding up. I stayed at the back near the exit. Deciding that I should probably make myself busy elsewhere, I turned to leave. I didn’t get very far before I felt someone tug at my elbow.

Xantiago calls through the room as they all start moaning at who they would like to be rejected so they might bid on those leaving the games. When I catch Hunter looking at me, his expression is quite peculiar. “I thought you weren’t playing favourites?” he asks through the link with his gruff voice. “I’m not, but this isn’t to the death, I need these games to work, besides round two is where the fun really begins,” I reply narrowing my eyes as he just nods, not looking convinced, turning back to the screen. Jennifer appears once more, adding into the mix as the girls, tired, bloody and covered in sweat, fight for their lives.

Stephen looked at her with a frown while gulping down the food which was in his mouth. They were still playing the game and they have asked a lot of questions already. They were all random questions like favourite food, colour, about school and college and blah blah. But this one question was bugging Delilah from the beginning and she wanted to get a little more comfortable to ask him that. And she finally did.

“Round one: Campus scavenger question one: How many gates does the school have?" A junior student immediately raised her hand. “Five gates” She gushed and they all applauded. “Round one: Question two. What's the school slogan or motto?" I think I knew this one. “To the stars through difficulties?” I shrugged. “Is that an answer or a question?” Angela mocked. The MC ignored her and yelled, "Correct." I smiled while she glared. The rest of the game went on. Round one: Campus Scavenger Round two’: Guess the teacher.

Kaizer replied back. “We’re curious about each other. Why don’t we play 21 Questions?” Alicia suggested. “21 Questions? What is that?” “You don’t know that?” “Nope.” Does he live under a rock? “We’ll just exchange questions. I’ll ask you a question, then you will answer it, and vice versa. Let’s just keep exchanging questions until we’ve asked twenty-one. Random questions,” Alicia explained. “That easy?” Alicia nodded. “Who is going to ask first?” Kaizer asked.

Yanna I wait for a minute or two before I broke the silence between us. “why don’t we play 21 questions?” He turns to me looking confused. “What’s that?...” “It’s a game where we ask each other 21 questions and we have to answer truthfully.” I smile softly as he nods. “Okay, let’s do that….” He says and guides me to seat at the edge of our bed. “So….what is your favorite colour?” I ask.

The atmosphere was set perfectly, and Mona took out the game instructions that had been prepared in advance: "It's not difficult, once you have cleared all the levels, you're done." There were a total of three games, two of which were related to Hannah, so Kendall had to personally complete them. After all, the game was lively, so Hollis and her friends naturally didn't make things difficult for them. The first game tested the tacit understanding between Kendall and Hannah. They were given ten playing cards from Ace to ten. Hannah drew one card, and Kendall could ask three questions. However, those three questions could not be about the range of the card's value, and they couldn't ask the sa

“Was I in a car accident? Can we start with that as the first question. Looks like we are going to playing twenty questions.” Holden couldn’t hide his smile. “Okay, we will play twenty questions. I will answer the first one of which the answer is that you did not have a car accident. The other nineteen are going to have to wait until we can get something in you to eat. You need more than the bags of fluids they have been giving you. “Holden, I will be fine. I can eat later.” My stomach gave me away with a huge growl. “Fine, get me something to eat and then we are going to talk my love.”

Maya said suddenly, voice sharp with energy that hadn’t been weighed down by food. “Like?” Dante asked, tilting his head, his voice smooth, careless, but curious. “Twenty-one questions,” Maya announced proudly. “We take turns asking questions. You can pick anyone when it’s your turn.” His grin widened, something wicked sparking in his eyes. “And you can’t lie. You must answer. If you don’t, you drink a nasty concoction, vinegar, rotten eggs and spoiled milk.” Dante raised both brows, letting out a low whistle. “Jesus, Maya. You’re a terrible person.”

“Do you have any questions about humans? “My mother and her family are human. I understand a lot already. But I would like to know about you. Your favorite things, food, color, clothing brand, your hobbies, rather you like me or not,” Hank tells her. Juliet smiles a little, “Do you really care?” “Of course. I can’t court you without some basic knowledge,” Hank smiles back at her. “Steak, Purple, Hearts on Fire, I train to kill werewolves, and I think so," Juliet answers.