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thearena2014-01-22 09:22 am
aintyourdad) wrote in thearena2014-01-22 09:22 am
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Who| Joel, Ellie, anyone else!
What| Joel shows up and gets tossed into the ring. Let's see how he does!
Where| I can put him just about anywhere in the museum you need - he'll be scoping the place out.
When| Mid-Week 1
Warnings/Notes| Joel is a highly suspicious dude and may assume anyone he meets is hostile until proven otherwise. This means he might punch first and ask questions later! I'll update this if anything else comes up.
Finally, please specify if you would like to meet Joel before he finds Ellie or after - if before, he'll be on his own, really worried about his baby girl, and slightly more prone to violence. If AFTER, you will probably get Joel and Ellie (two for the price of one!), and a lower chance of Joel trying to throttle you immediately.
"Put your hands in the air!" "She's not breathin'."
He woke with a start, phantom pain in his head and surrounded by - military? They were clearly military, but not any military he was familiar with. When they grabbed him, all sense went out of his head - normally, Joel would go quietly, because struggling tended to get people shot, but all he could think, all he could remember, was Ellie, her body so still. She's not breathin'.
"Where is she?" he demanded, over and over, landing a few punches but never able to break free. The pajamas they made him wear, the explanation given, all barely registered as he had only one thought in his head - find Ellie now. "What the hell did you bastards do to her?" he demanded yet again, attempting to yank his arm free when they came at him with a needle. Still, nothing. His shouts and struggles were in vain, and the next thing he knew, he was... in a parking garage?
With no one around to confront, and the knowledge that he was here to kill, or be killed, Joel quickly shoved his feelings to one side, dropping low and seeking a stairwell to climb to higher ground - it would take him a bit to realize the only way up was via elevators that actually still worked. They were far too slow and noisy for Joel's taste, but it became obvious that they were his only option, and he needed to get to higher ground, if he was going to find anything. Especially Ellie.
Joel moved quickly, quietly, and with one singular purpose: find the girl, and get the hell out of here.
What| Joel shows up and gets tossed into the ring. Let's see how he does!
Where| I can put him just about anywhere in the museum you need - he'll be scoping the place out.
When| Mid-Week 1
Warnings/Notes| Joel is a highly suspicious dude and may assume anyone he meets is hostile until proven otherwise. This means he might punch first and ask questions later! I'll update this if anything else comes up.
Finally, please specify if you would like to meet Joel before he finds Ellie or after - if before, he'll be on his own, really worried about his baby girl, and slightly more prone to violence. If AFTER, you will probably get Joel and Ellie (two for the price of one!), and a lower chance of Joel trying to throttle you immediately.
"Put your hands in the air!" "She's not breathin'."
He woke with a start, phantom pain in his head and surrounded by - military? They were clearly military, but not any military he was familiar with. When they grabbed him, all sense went out of his head - normally, Joel would go quietly, because struggling tended to get people shot, but all he could think, all he could remember, was Ellie, her body so still. She's not breathin'.
"Where is she?" he demanded, over and over, landing a few punches but never able to break free. The pajamas they made him wear, the explanation given, all barely registered as he had only one thought in his head - find Ellie now. "What the hell did you bastards do to her?" he demanded yet again, attempting to yank his arm free when they came at him with a needle. Still, nothing. His shouts and struggles were in vain, and the next thing he knew, he was... in a parking garage?
With no one around to confront, and the knowledge that he was here to kill, or be killed, Joel quickly shoved his feelings to one side, dropping low and seeking a stairwell to climb to higher ground - it would take him a bit to realize the only way up was via elevators that actually still worked. They were far too slow and noisy for Joel's taste, but it became obvious that they were his only option, and he needed to get to higher ground, if he was going to find anything. Especially Ellie.
Joel moved quickly, quietly, and with one singular purpose: find the girl, and get the hell out of here.
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"Aunamee." He repeated the name, filing the information away. Oh, Joel was sure that there were a lot of people here like that - there always were. But knowing at least one in particular to look out for, well, he wouldn't spit on that. "Appreciate it."
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"Fuck that guy," She says vehemently, despite never having met him. She'd seen enough of what he'd done to need to. "After the shit he pulled with Howard, a knife in his fucking throat would be too good for him."
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Quite the way he'd come - so ready now to take justice into his own hands. But the bastard had threatened Max, and Howard, and everyone else he cared about. If the Capitol wasn't going to do something, then he was going to take up the slack.
"I'm lookin' for him, but ain't seen hide ner hair yet."
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"Good luck," he offered seriously.
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"We're going to find a place to hole up. Keep safe and lemme know if you need me, alright?" She raised her fingers to her head and made the 'call me' motion, despite never having had a phone, and knowing that Wyatt had never had one either.
She'd seen it in a comic book once, and it was awesome. Okay?
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He nodded, digging up a smile for Ellie as he watched them pair off.
"Take care'a yerselves."
He looked a Joel, nodded again, and turned away. Trusting them at his back as he walked away into the gloom.