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Panem Events ([personal profile] etcircenses) wrote in [community profile] thearena2014-01-18 02:35 pm

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.
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[personal profile] nunpunching 2014-01-21 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
Were he paying attention, Punchy would recognize the exact move that Brainy uses, the way it applies force to a part of the body that absorbs impact with incapacitating pain but without causing any lasting damage, either internal or external. The way it's clearly meant to hold off a foe rather than destroy them.

Unfortunately, Punchy isn't paying attention. He's already running to the aid of one Neffa a Reyeth, and his encounter with Brainiac will only be fodder for a reflection many hours later.
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[personal profile] googledox 2014-01-21 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
Seeing Punchy run off to try to help someone else left Brainy plenty to ruminate on now. Fortunately, he had the tracks of consciousness to spare, so most of them focused on the task at hand - avoiding all damage without causing any.

As he grabbed the bag and ran off, taking distinct advantage of years of dodging lasers, atomic axes, and various zingy thingies, the one track still mulling the encounter over flipped through the possibilities, through all the possible answers to the question: "What kind of moronic teenager runs around at the beginning of a death match trying to save people?"

There really was only one viable answer.

Back when the Legionnaires were still in their teens, it was the same one he and every one of his team-mates could have found by looking in a mirror.
Edited 2014-01-21 06:28 (UTC)