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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] pointandclickme 2014-02-06 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
"I do not know, in fact. And can't think of a thing wrong with a little trying."

His grin widened with the help, and he gave a quick wink as they reached the car.

"Count of three, okay? One...two...three!"
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[personal profile] gardienne 2014-02-06 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not supposed to be bad any more. They'll hurt him if I'm bad."

But she followed Mouse anyway, and staggered back with the concrete and heaved when he did.

"Monsieur, for me, I do not care, but if I am bad, they will hurt Eva. Or someone else, perhaps. Monsieur Aunamee, or Orc."

Marius. She shook her head, even as she threw the concrete at the window. "I can't get into trouble."
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[personal profile] pointandclickme 2014-02-09 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"First, we need to define 'bad' when the core of the system is murder. That's some hardcore relativism."

He covered his hand in his sleeve, protecting against the broken glass as he reached in to unlock door.

"And they? The guys who made this mess?"
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[personal profile] gardienne 2014-02-11 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"If I don't do as I'm supposed to. If I try to run away... again." She stood watching, chewing on her sleeve.

"You must be careful. My Pa punched 'Zelma's hand through our window at home and didn't she cry forever? She cried all the more when I slapped the silly to shut her up, little good it did. I do not want you crying as well."

She pursed her lips. "They are called Game Makers. They are like the king and his police. It is they who make everything for us here. And these people go with it. They are all stupid, I think, but who ever listens to Eponine anyway?"