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thearena2014-11-01 08:31 pm
etcircenses) wrote in thearena2014-11-01 08:31 pm
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.]
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With a muffled whine, Kenny aims a look down into the blocks at his feet, as if he could somehow see past them. Then he realizes he probably doesn't want to actually see what's down there. Something makes a weird chittering noise and brushes against his foot, making him yelp and sort of halfway throw himself forward and up in the direction of the broken platform. Korra's got a hand outstretched to him, and he reaches frantically for it, a mitten-covered hand clasping tight around her fingers before shuffling around for her palm.
He's rather light, at least. But then the creature below chomps down on Kenny's foot at the same time he grabs hold of the offered help. It startles him more than actually hurts, at least for the time being, but it pulls out one of the very screams he'd been trying to stifle all the same. "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!!"