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[font="Book Antiqua"][color="#000000"][size="2"][size="3"][size="4"]War. Terrible war. Widows, orphans, a motherless child. This was the uprising that rocked our land. Thirteen alliances rebelled against the Empire that fed them, loved them, protected them. Brother turned on brother until nothing remained.[/size][/size][/size][/color][/font]
[font="Book Antiqua"][color="#000000"][size="2"][size="3"][size="4"]And then came the peace. Hard fought, sorely won. A people rose up from the ashes and a new era was born. But freedom has a cost, and when the traitors were defeated, we swore as an Empire we would never know this treason again.[/size][/size][/size][/color][/font]
[font="Book Antiqua"][color="#000000"][size="2"][size="3"][size="4"]And so it was decreed that each year the various alliances of Planet Steve would offer up, in tribute, one young man and woman to fight to the death in a pageant of honor, courage, and sacrifice. The lone victor, bathed in Planet Steve merchandise, would serve as a reminder of our generosity and our forgiveness. [/size][/size][/size][/color][/font]
[font="Book Antiqua"][color="#000000"][size="2"][size="3"][size="4"]This is how we remember our past. This is how we safeguard our future.[/size][/size][/size][/color][/font]
[center][font="Book Antiqua"][size="6"][size="6"][b]Happy 23rd hunger games, and may the odds be ever in your favor![/b][/size][/size][/font][/center]
[center][color="#000000"][font="arial, verdana, tahoma, sans-serif"][size="2"][font="Book Antiqua"]tl;du - Roman Empire exists.[/font][/size][/font][/color][/center]