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thearena2014-11-01 08:31 pm
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Mini Arena 3
The kids are picked up from the daycare bright and early, but by the Capitol instead of their parents. It's just like old times in the arenas, with only children to contend.
25 - 24 - 23
Stylists are starting to get used to the mini-arenas, though it doesn't mean they've been allowed to dress tributes in whatever they want. All the tributes will be dressed as proxy copy of a respective video game character. All tributes are reminded about the ticket rules for this round.
20 - 19 - 18 - 17 - 16
The platforms lift them up, and there is no cornucopia to be seen. The only way tributes will be able to help and protect themselves is if they go out of their way to harm another tribute and get the tickets, which will be tallied by their watches. The lights of the games flicker and glow within the dark. Classic video game fight tunes play overhead. Before them lay a great and stretching obstacle course, filled with animatronic enemies and various other hazards.
11- 10 - 9 - 8
They've all been warned, don't step off your pedestal early. They have also been warned to put on a good show. That's all this is about, a good show. None of them have been told that there can be multiple winners this time around.
5 - 4
3
2
The sound of the gong plays crystal clear across the opening. The games have begun.
[OOC: Remember, this is forwardated by a week.]
25 - 24 - 23
Stylists are starting to get used to the mini-arenas, though it doesn't mean they've been allowed to dress tributes in whatever they want. All the tributes will be dressed as proxy copy of a respective video game character. All tributes are reminded about the ticket rules for this round.
20 - 19 - 18 - 17 - 16
The platforms lift them up, and there is no cornucopia to be seen. The only way tributes will be able to help and protect themselves is if they go out of their way to harm another tribute and get the tickets, which will be tallied by their watches. The lights of the games flicker and glow within the dark. Classic video game fight tunes play overhead. Before them lay a great and stretching obstacle course, filled with animatronic enemies and various other hazards.
11- 10 - 9 - 8
They've all been warned, don't step off your pedestal early. They have also been warned to put on a good show. That's all this is about, a good show. None of them have been told that there can be multiple winners this time around.
5 - 4
3
2
The sound of the gong plays crystal clear across the opening. The games have begun.
[OOC: Remember, this is forwardated by a week.]
Re: closed to Ruffnut
"HEY!" She shouts angrily. "Don't do such a stupid thing! Do you want me dead?"
Though as Eponine realises who it is, she realises that yes, this stupid girl should quite love to have a dead Eponine at her feet.
Re: closed to Ruffnut
"Who cares? I just wanted to get away from that giant bird...where did it go?"
Ruffnut had looked up pointing angrily towards the bird that had been chasing her but it was mysteriously gone.
"No...seriously where did it go? That thing was huge!" She was twisting about now still causing the bridge to twist and tremble trying to see where the chicken had moved to before turning back around to face Eponine.
"You saw it didn't you? The giant bird?"
Re: closed to Ruffnut
"Stop it!" She went to push Ruffnut away, kicking out at the girl. If it was a fight to the death, shw was determined to win this time, for Jessica.
"SHUT UP! Stop teasing me on stupid birds, you horrid girl. Go away. I am going to win this time." She cried out, trying to find her feet.
Re: closed to Ruffnut
She turned to flee and ran smack into a soft spongy body that stank of death and rotten things.
A bug yellow bird stared down at her with bulgy sunken in eyes and rows of thick teeth lining it's beak.
It screamed.
Ruffnut screamed and fell to the planks of the bridge scrambling backwards just as the animatronic beast tried to grab her.
Re: closed to Ruffnut
Re: closed to Ruffnut
This messy display of panic did nothing to slow down the chicken monster who lurched forward flailing it's powerful arms trying to grab either of them.
Re: closed to Ruffnut
Re: closed to Ruffnut
To make matters worse the bird let out it's own demonic sound, somewhere between blades scraping on metal and the twisting of steel by force.
Ruffnut let out a scream of her own and grabbed a fistful of Eponine's hair to try and jerk her backwards so she couldn't scramble away. Her own gangly legs were desperately dragging her forward foot by foot as the bird creature loomed over them.