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thearena2014-01-18 02:35 pm
etcircenses) wrote in thearena2014-01-18 02:35 pm
Entry tags:
- ! arena 09,
- aunamee,
- cassandra marko,
- commander shepard,
- harley quinn,
- joan watson,
- karkat vantas,
- matthew "punchy" o'connor,
- sigma klim,
- terezi pyrope,
- the grand highblood,
- the signless,
- wyatt earp,
- ✘ barbara gordon,
- ✘ beck,
- ✘ brainiac 5,
- ✘ carlos the scientist,
- ✘ cinderella,
- ✘ courfeyrac,
- ✘ cuthbert allgood,
- ✘ danny fenton,
- ✘ deanna winchester,
- ✘ diana ladris,
- ✘ donatello,
- ✘ dr. holiday,
- ✘ eliot spencer,
- ✘ ellie,
- ✘ eponine thenardier,
- ✘ eren,
- ✘ gabriel,
- ✘ garrus vakarian,
- ✘ hans,
- ✘ hawkeye pierce,
- ✘ homura akemi,
- ✘ howard bassem,
- ✘ ian chesterton,
- ✘ ian gallagher,
- ✘ iskierka,
- ✘ jean kirschtein,
- ✘ john watson,
- ✘ julian bashir,
- ✘ justin law,
- ✘ kain highwind,
- ✘ kankri vantas,
- ✘ kili,
- ✘ leonard mccoy,
- ✘ lindsey mcdonald,
- ✘ max guevara,
- ✘ mindy macready,
- ✘ mouse,
- ✘ nepeta leijon,
- ✘ orc,
- ✘ perry kelvin,
- ✘ pruna,
- ✘ r,
- ✘ rat,
- ✘ ruby lucas,
- ✘ sam winchester,
- ✘ sherlock holmes (bbc),
- ✘ shion,
- ✘ some ovmennet,
- ✘ starkiller,
- ✘ subaru sumeragi,
- ✘ susannah dean,
- ✘ the disciple,
- ✘ venus dee milo,
- ✘ willow,
- ✘ zelos wilder
ARENA 09 - THE MUSEUM
The Tributes are woken up early for this Arena, and switched from whatever sleeping attire they're currently in to a set of pajamas, each designed for the individual in questions. Women wear onesies, and most of the men wear two-pieces, but other than that any similarities are at random - the outfits are in all sorts of colors and patterns.
The floor of the helicopter taking them to their Arena location, and of the underground entrance to the tubes that hoist them to the surface, will feel cold under their bare feet.
Rather than bringing them to sunlight, like the tubes have in the past, instead the Tributes are presented to a dark concrete ceiling in a badly-lit parking lot. Fluorescent lights do little to illuminate the cavernous space.
The countdown begins, announced as if from far away.
20
19
18…
The Cornucopia, a ghastly thing carved from stone and concrete, sits at the center of a pattern of white and yellow lines reminiscent of spots for parked cars. The painted lines create a sort of spoked wheel, providing lanes for the Tributes leading to the prizes at the center. Some of the more unfortunate Tributes will find the concrete architecture has placed pillars in their lanes.
8
7
6…
Six parked cars lie around the outskirts of the huge lot, barely visible in the dim lighting. Glowing exit signs on two opposite sides of the chamber announce where Tributes should go to escape the bloodbath. Elevator doors are perched beneath them.
3
2
1
The gong rings out, and the countdown's voice announces "the Arena is now open". The Games have begun.
The floor of the helicopter taking them to their Arena location, and of the underground entrance to the tubes that hoist them to the surface, will feel cold under their bare feet.
Rather than bringing them to sunlight, like the tubes have in the past, instead the Tributes are presented to a dark concrete ceiling in a badly-lit parking lot. Fluorescent lights do little to illuminate the cavernous space.
The countdown begins, announced as if from far away.
19
18…
The Cornucopia, a ghastly thing carved from stone and concrete, sits at the center of a pattern of white and yellow lines reminiscent of spots for parked cars. The painted lines create a sort of spoked wheel, providing lanes for the Tributes leading to the prizes at the center. Some of the more unfortunate Tributes will find the concrete architecture has placed pillars in their lanes.
7
6…
Six parked cars lie around the outskirts of the huge lot, barely visible in the dim lighting. Glowing exit signs on two opposite sides of the chamber announce where Tributes should go to escape the bloodbath. Elevator doors are perched beneath them.
2
1
The gong rings out, and the countdown's voice announces "the Arena is now open". The Games have begun.
Kain Highwind | OTA
Not that he can do anything about that. After last minute preparations from the stylists, he awaits the moment, trying not to think about how chilly he feels, how aggravatingly exposed this selection of outfit makes him... and then he's finally launched up into the arena.
He's gotten the idea by now, what he ought to be looking for, and he spots it at once. While not totally behind a pillar, there's one obscuring about half his view. But he knows the general direction to take, and can see some promising supplies awaiting. There's no question that he's going for it. He's hoping he can get a weapon out of this, but doesn't see anything much along those lines from where he's standing.
As the countdown commences, he waits, tensing and preparing to run...
...and there's the gong. Kain takes off in a run, prepared to fight for anything he can get his hands on. He just can't stop thinking how badly he wishes he were properly armored...
Re: Kain Highwind | OTA
From what he could see, he didn't think he'd be able to get as good a one as he did before, but he could see a few things he wanted to try and get. A weapon was the first, of course, and when the timer goes off, he's off like a rocket to the cornucopia.
Perry is ready to fight, if necessary, but when he finds himself running neck and neck with someone, his first thought is to get there first. Fight if necessary, but if you can get there first, and get out...
He pushes himself to run faster.
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No matter, he has to get what he can and get moving. But the moment he realizes he's being tailed, pretty closely, Kain knows he could be bound for trouble. He forces himself to run faster, to try and outdistance him, his eyes already on a knife... not his first weapon of choice, but it is a weapon, it'll do, if he can just get his hands on it, he's so close...
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And he could see one. But the guy near him was moving faster, and he sped up. He had one chance at this, just one, before it would really become a fight. Perry moved in a little closer, and he then veered over, more like a hip check as he tried to get the other guy to topple over while he kept running.
Wait. Didn't he talk to this guy before?
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-and he slips, falling as he's thrown completely off-balance. He goes down heavily, hard, but knows that he's got to get up soon or risk worse happening, here in the chaos of the Cornucopia...
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There's the knife, and he tries to pull off what could have been a badass move, where he slides like he's stealing home base. But instead, he changed his mind at the last minute, so it's more of a stumbling thing as his hand closes around the knife.
Looking for anything else to take as he pushes back up, he notices another knife close by. He only has a split second to think, and his mind hasn't caught up with his body, as he kicks the knife in the other guy's direction.
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He's surprised, when he notices that the one sliding the knife toward him is the same person who'd pushed him down initially. A sign that he doesn't actually intend to make himself an enemy? Perhaps.
But as he moves to get up and grab the the knife that's slid toward him, a sharp, stabbing pain hits him. He'd landed pretty heavily, perhaps worse than he'd originally assumed. He grimaces to hide any wincing, realizing that he's going to have to just retreat, fast. Glancing around, he tries to keep an eye out for potential trouble, as he tries to pick a direction to head in.