You seem to copy-pasted from the first post of Matt's reactions, which is okay, but I left off a couple of exclaimation marks the first time 'round:

Matt, hugging her back: Yeah! I won should be Matt, hugging her back: Yeah! I won! and David Null: Great job, Matthew should be David Null: Great job, Matthew!

But, besides that, it looks okay to me!

-kA

(Edit: Id'd wrong type of mark.)

(Edit 2: Under the copyright, you noted that I own Matthew, David, O’Ryan, and Paye, but you forgot to list Kittyauthor (which is obvious, but I would still like her listed) and Crow (they're the trainee under Kittyauthor and O'Ryan, first mentioned in "Landing Pad"), and I would like David's full name listed (but that's more of a nitpick than anything). Those are the only other things I found.)

Boadicea shakes Matthew's hand.

"Well done. You had an awful lot of luck, though. Why couldn't you have given me some?"

Rebecca also shakes Matthew's hand.

"Congratulations. I am never participating in this thing again, and now I will go find whoever got me into this mess and give them a piece of my mind."

[Kkukttak walks into the interview room, with the hood on his traditional black cloak pulled down. He is smiling, but not widely enough to really show off his first set of pointy teeth.]

Kkukttak: I should've seen that coming, with all the poisons in the arena. Silly me, thinking my usual luck with the Cafeteria food would carry over.

Farah [who, having cleaned up, looks rather spiffy]: You sure that wasn't, like, karma?

Kkukttak: Probably not. If nothing else, the organizers were definitely out to get everyone, so good on them for succeeding.

Kkukttak [looking more directly at the camera]: I know I wasn't the most talkative tribute back there, but I was rather busy trying to not die. But, now that the Games are over, I have to say: that was fun! It's been a while since I've had a no-holds-barred scramble for survival, and even though they're stressful, I did miss them. I'd like to thank everyone for playing and I look forward to going again if our fine hosts will have me back ... even though I just put a massive target on myself by coming in third.

[Farah opens her mouth to ward off the IO, but then realizes it'd probably be happy throwing a boring mission or two just to see her partner complain.]

[Kkukttak waits a moment to see if Farah says anything, taking the moment to think of what he should say next. He remembers the talk he'd had with his therapist about complements recently.]

Kkukttak:: Oh, and, Matthew? That was an excellent recovery from getting your supplies ruined.

---

Meanwhile

Taq::Aw, darn, I wanted a fight! Tha' was a borin' endin'.

Peregrin (his partner): Oh,the Hunger Games have started?

Taq: They're over, boss.

Peregrin: Did you win?

[Taq resists the urge to facepalm]

Meanwhile

Aulhar is asleep. This is partly an effect of the Games, and partly just an effect of his feline-analogue heritage.

When he eventually wakes up, he'll encounter the reminder he left himself to work out where one could get good tea in the PPC. He hadn't talked to Farah much during the Games, which was a shame, so he wanted an opportunity to get to know her without a battle royale getting in the way.

Matt, blinking: I... won?

Paye: OH MY GOD YOU WON!

Paye proceeds to tackle hug him.

Paye: I can't believe it! You won!

Matt, hugging her back: Yeah! I won!

David Null: Great job, Matthew!

O'Ryan: Ey, you won, Trainee!

Kittyauthor: Congrats, Matt!

Crow: You did great!

Matt: I still can't believe I won!

Paye: GROUP HUG TIME!

David: No.

Paye: yEs!

Paye stops hugging Matt long enough to drag David over to Matt.

Paye: Group hug time!

David: Why must I?

O'Ryan: Fine with me.

Everyone, exluding David, hugs Matt.

Paye: Mr. Null?

David sighs.

David: Fine.

David joins the group hug. The group hug breaks up.

Paye, holding a camera: Okay group! On three! One, two, three!

She takes the photo.

---

(Holy heavens, that was exciting! I hope to do this again sometime, but I don't think Matt will ever particapate again. I loved it! Thank you all for an excellent HG!)

(BTW, H&E's final day recap should be done this weekend. Then, the whole Games recap by H&E (with the sole focus on the kills/deaths) should be done within a week. Both will be posted as plugs, probably.)

(-kA)

(Edit: formatting)

(I had to excuse myself to the bathroom so that I wouldn't look like a crazy person because I legit BURST OUT LAUGHING but got myself under control within two seconds so that I could run to the bathroom. Although I think everyone in the bathroom thinks I'm crazy...)

(-kA, who is ecstatic because holy shpx Matt won!)

Kaitlyn: "Oh, [censored and extremely long list of exotic swear words. It seems like she might be trying to recite The List from memory].

Memo to self for next time: don't eat the mushrooms. They wouldn't put mushrooms in there if they weren't a trap. Don't eat the mushrooms.

Oh, well. I suppose it fits that I made the first kill, and was the last. And hey, it's still my highest ranking ever! Congratulations to Matt, though - well played!"

((And thank you, OrangeFox, for running it! Are you going to be putting together a consolidated doc for posterity? Asking for an archivist who is me.))

hS

The Odds Procedure By Hannah and Erik

-kA

Kaitlyn: "Okay. Okay okay okay. I can do this. There's only about three of us left. I know that Matt person is around somewhere - we hung out last night, but that fight with Doom has left me wary. And then... um... not sure who else. I saw Farah die, which is a real pity - but better her than me, I suppose?

I can do this. ARGH, what was I thinking?"

hS

Kkukttak: [waves a hand at the interview drone, his other hand carrying a list of swears, which has been wrapped around some sort of weapon] No comment.

[the drone continues to follow him]

No. Comment.

[a few more insistent questions later]

I'd like to congratulate Farah on poisoning someone. As to anything else, no comment.

[the drone finally gives up]

Farah: [scowling] Gods-rotted arena, gods-rotted traps, I'm going back to the RC to take a shower and then find out how Kkukttak pulls this off.

[spots one of the brawls in Rudi's on the playback as she's leaving]

He killed Aulhar? That is going to make things so awkward. Ugh.

[renews her flounce]

Aulhar: [groans] Getting my face bashed into the bar ... even virtually, hell of a way to go. Didn't even see the guy coming.

I have to admit, I'm surprised I lasted this long. Maybe I still look like someone not to mess with.. Could be the scars.

[Aulhar pulls out his phone and starts tapping at it, then smiles at the camera.]

You sure did a good job getting people interested in the games, at least going off how much cash is in the betting pool.

[some more tapping]

Wow, some people have gotten creative while I was out. There's even an options market &emdash; who in their right mind would even do that?

Interviewer: It's the PPC, I guess

Aulhar: Yeah, fair enough.

Kaitlyn might've observed her weak points and/or figured out the intricacies of her Quirk yesterday. Why didn't she just grab a sword or something? Well... she's the kind of person who wouldn't use a knife in a fight if she wasn't sure she'd be good at it. Besides, her fists and cheap tricks got her this far, didn't they? But it wasn't far enough.

Well, that's it for my agents. Excited to see how it all ends tomorrow!

Here’s the final thing I wrote. That’s gonna be all for me until next game. GGWP.

(( I thought the blue burdie might have a shot at winning, having made it this far, but alas. No doubt his overconfidence was his undoing!

(( Well, now that it's all over for my two, I'll see about going back and filling in reactions for you. Maybe I can even coax something resembling a coherent narrative out of it.

~Neshomeh ))

Matthew: Somehow, I'm one of the three to still be alive.

Pauses as he looks out into the distance.

Matt: I don't quite know what to think. Also, sorry Paye, for holding hands with someone else.

Pause

Matt: This is weird, y'know, I'm a klutz, didn't think I get this far. But, hey, thanks, guys, for not killing me yet!

---

(Okay, how is this happening. AAAAAA! Matt is, at least, third place. AAAAAA!)

(-kA, who is freaking out)

(Edit: a letter)

Thalia, looking mildly grumpy: “I will have my revenge on that melon!”

Doom, looking his normal amount of grumpy: “I thought you already did by eating four helpings of melon salad in the Cafeteria.”

Rebecca: Who the hell signed me up for that?

Boadicea: That was fun. Next time I hope I survive longer, though. Consarn the RNG!

Boadicea is covered in bandages, but she is grinning

I’m honestly sad about what happened to three of my peeps, so here’s their appropriate reactions. I have hopes for Cornelius, though.

Also, there’s mention of bl2 per the Discord server’s blacklist.

Aulhar: [sighing] Why'd I sign up for this, again? I don't want to run around killing people - certainly not the short excitable lady from last night, for one thing. Sure, escaping from the thing on the motorcycle was exciting, but ... I'm sticking to Finance after this.

Farah: Wow, that was a day! I got some explosives, and then I almost got shot by something zipping past me on a motorcycle while I was looking for water. It's a real shame about Jarrod, though.

Kkukttak: Vanille, I will take vengeance on the ... vegetable with a shotgun ... for you in repayment for your help last night.

[more quietly] Also, how'd you do the thing with the bomb? That was good!

The esteemed Dr, Seldon Xaal gives a lecture on Battle Royale and Panem. Also a new Agent shows his face. And Noman talks a bit too.

Kaitlyn: "What the [censored swearing] was that? A murderous melon? What in [more swearing] have the Cafeteria been brewing up now? It's like [even more swearing; apparently that list really rubbed off on her] Slorp all over again!

I lost track of Aulhar, I lost track of Kokoro, I think Norman got killed by, to reiterate, a gun-toting melon - there's only about seven of us left!

... at least that means tonight might be quieter?"

((Oh hey, Jiwon! Nice to see being Mary Poppins that one time hasn't affected him too much.))

hS

David: An explosion?! Seriously?! Oh well, whatever.

he walks away, muttering several curses.

---

Paye, not a competitor: Dang. Crow, you owe me ten bucks for that.

Crow, not a competitor: Hmm?

David, defeated competitor, sitting next to Paye: Kinda sorta glad it's over now, to be completely honest. The contest was [censored] annoying.

Crow: Oh. That.

Crow hands Paye ten bucks.

David: I'm assuming someone already yelled at you, so I'll spare you my version.

---

Matt: I... didn't mean to kill them. What do you mean the berries were Nightshade? Dangit.

---

(Ey, Matt! David's dead, dangit. My commentary of outside competitors will cease once Matt is dead, but Hannah and Erik will provide their recap of the whole thing ft. David Null because Reasons. Once the PPC HG are done, of course.)

(-kA)

Rebecca: Did I actually do that? Oh fuvg, I actually killed someone. I think there's some sort of computer program controlling me! Help! Look, I didn't mean to, it just sort of happened. I'm sorry, damn the RNG!

(She is freaking out because she killed someone and now she thinks she doesn't have free will anymore)

Aulhar: [rather quietly] Don't tell anyone about the hiding spot I've found, OK?

Kkukttak: I'm surprised I haven't seen anyone today...

Farah: Jarrod and Kaitlyn are both nice people! I'll admit there's a surprising lack of stabbing for something that's supposed to be a murderfest, but I'm not complaining. Also, I think Nybble's lis has gotten longer - which I'm not complaining about either: [bleeb], [bleep] and [bleep]face are all new.

Another one, with some funny bits.

Paye, not a competitor: EY! MATT KILLED A COMPETITOR!

Crow, also not a competitor: How much do I owe you, Paye, for Matt killing someone before David?

Paye: Five bucks!

O'Ryan, defeated competitor: I cannot believe either of you.

---

Matt: This is gonna sound weird, y'know, but it was almost like... he taps a hatchet on the ground killing a Sue. I have this odd feeling that Doom wasn't the real Doom. He shrugs. I guess it might be from killing too many Sues before this. Probably is nothing.

Matt looks off into the distance, pondering.

Matt: But did I kill someone, like, really kill someone? Again, probably is nothing, except... uh, thanks! Hatchet sponsor! Like the new weapons!

[The rest of the clip was cut for reasons unspecified.]

---

David: Ey! I saw Matt kill Doom! Great job, Matt! Keep it up! And giving me a [censored] hatchet, will you? I really hate those late night [censored] meetings and didn't have any weapons to [censored] kill someone else, so, you know. Kinda need them. Can't just keep beating people with my bare hands, [censored]!

---

(While not totally OOC for David to talk to others about worries, it is a bit OOC to talk about worries when the activity is going on. David just isn't the type of person to sit down and talk while battle happens around him, so I gave him justification.)

(-kA)

Thalia, laughing: “Doomed to die? Doom, death, and disaster! Hahaha!”

Doom shrugs: “Figured that would happen sooner or later, although I am mildly annoyed my partner’s left to make bad puns.”

Kaitlyn: "What were the odds that I'd hang out with someone literally named 'Doom', and somehow they were not the one to attack me? I don't think I'd even run into Matt before then! Ah, well, at least Farah seems nice, and I've learnt some exciting new words!"

((I'm really enjoying both the commentary and the adverts. They fit perfectly into the spirit of the Games!))

hS

... and will probably jump out and attack anyone who happens by.)

Just putting more things that my characters say. Here’s to more healthy fun.

Oh, almost forgot to mention that there is a bit of the Discord server’s bl9 at the beginning.

Aulhar: Well, looks like I've still got it!

I'll admit I'm a bit surprised Mr. O'Ryan didn't hear me coming at all, and so I went for a kill instead of a trade because I actually had a chance to pull the kill off. I don't think I'll get that lucky again.

And wow, these Escher rooms are a headache ... at least they make decent hiding spots.

Shame about my friend from last night dying this fast. I liked them.

Farah: I thought this was going to be super bloodthirsty, but I've gotten to know people and, like, made friends! And I found a car!

Kkukttak: [bowing slightly] I am grateful to the hatchet sponsor for their gift and will endeavor to put it to good use.

Thalia, grinning as usual: “Someone needs to get me coffee! Am I allowed to get myself coffee? Or does that interrupt the flow of the story?”

Doom, looking grumpy: “Yes, Quinn, that would interrupt the flow of the story, not to mention the plot continuum if a duplicate of you appeared out of nowhere.”

O'Ryan: Dang. But, that's okay. I sincerely wish my competitors the best of luck, especially the one that killed me. I hope you, dear friend, get to at least the top 5.

---

David: What, did you expect me to [censored] kill her? It's only the second day. [Censored]. I'm not an idiot!

---

Matt: Okay, never driving a dang car again! That was freaking scary, I hated every minute of it!

(Aaaa! Can't spell! Whelp, hope these responses are okay enough?)

(-kA)

Kaitlyn: "... why am I doing this? I thought it would be fun, but I'm spending the entire time either being chased around, or chasing others with a group of people I have no reason to trust. I must have been mad to sign back up."

(("Kaitlyn questions her sanity". And hooray for the Hatchet Sponsor! :D :D :D ~hS))

"I actually didn't find Hiromi, only his stuff, so I set it on fire. Then I got lost. This is a lot more boring than I hoped, I thought we'd have massacred each other in like 30 minutes tops."

Winfrey heard the voice through the speaker, idly stuffing beans, herbs and garlic into a food processor, blending the mixture into a smooth paste and smearing it on a cracker, which she proceeded to eat slowly.

"Uh huh, sure, Noman. Your only facial feature is an eye and you missed him?" She said into the mic.

"RNG! It's RNG! I'm not at full power! It's like hacking! They're hack-"

Winfrey turned the speaker off.