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thearena2014-12-05 09:26 pm
etcircenses) wrote in thearena2014-12-05 09:26 pm
Entry tags:
- ! arena 12,
- aang,
- anna of arendelle,
- black tom cassidy,
- bucky barnes (mcu),
- cassandra marko,
- clint barton,
- commander shepard,
- daryl dixon,
- haruto soma,
- jet link,
- karkat vantas,
- kousuke nitou,
- molotov cocktease,
- sam wilson,
- sigma klim,
- terezi pyrope,
- the grand highblood,
- the signless,
- ✘ beth greene,
- ✘ bro strider,
- ✘ brock samson,
- ✘ bruce banner,
- ✘ bucky barnes (616),
- ✘ cassian,
- ✘ clementine,
- ✘ dave strider,
- ✘ garrus vakarian,
- ✘ gary epps,
- ✘ grantaire,
- ✘ iskierka,
- ✘ kenny mccormick,
- ✘ luke,
- ✘ marco,
- ✘ milla vodello,
- ✘ natasha romanoff,
- ✘ nick (twd),
- ✘ nill,
- ✘ pixie,
- ✘ ruffnut thorston,
- ✘ samwise gamgee,
- ✘ steve rogers,
- ✘ thor odinson,
- ✘ tony stark,
- ✘ venus dee milo
Arena 12 - The Spaceport
As usual the Tributes are woken up early for the start of the arena, leaving the Tribute Centre before dawn. A few hours ride in a hovercraft delivers them to their destination where their excited prep teams will outfit them in skintight suits that are colour coordinated by District (D1 is White, D2 is Red, D3 is Orange, D4 is Aqua, D5 is Purple, D6 is Pink, D7 is Light Green, D8 is Blue, D9 is Yellow, D10 is Dark Green, D11 is Lavender, and D12 is Black) over which they will be put into what is instantly identifiable as a spacesuit, complete with oxygen tank and helmet before being loaded into the tubes.
They rise up into what appears to be outer space and immediately upon emerging from the tubes Tributes will find themselves floating upwards with a length of rope the only thing holding them to their podiums. The countdown crackles out from speakers built into each Tributes helmet.
20
19
18…
The Cornucopia sits in the middle of a dusty crater with buildings surrounding it, made up of a number of chained down cases and cubes in limited numbers. Cubes which sharp-eyed Tributes will note look like they fit into the slots beside the doors that lead into the spaceport.
8
7
6…
The mirrored visors of the uniformly white spacesuits make it impossible to tell friend from foe. Tributes fighting for goods will have to risk harming their friends but the alternative, floating off into space or suffocating when their oxygen runs out, leaves them little choice.
3
2
1…
The gong rings out and the countdown’s voice announces, “the Arena is now open” before the line goes dead. The Games have begun.
They rise up into what appears to be outer space and immediately upon emerging from the tubes Tributes will find themselves floating upwards with a length of rope the only thing holding them to their podiums. The countdown crackles out from speakers built into each Tributes helmet.
19
18…
The Cornucopia sits in the middle of a dusty crater with buildings surrounding it, made up of a number of chained down cases and cubes in limited numbers. Cubes which sharp-eyed Tributes will note look like they fit into the slots beside the doors that lead into the spaceport.
7
6…
The mirrored visors of the uniformly white spacesuits make it impossible to tell friend from foe. Tributes fighting for goods will have to risk harming their friends but the alternative, floating off into space or suffocating when their oxygen runs out, leaves them little choice.
2
1…
The gong rings out and the countdown’s voice announces, “the Arena is now open” before the line goes dead. The Games have begun.
this is so monstrously late and I'm sorry about that
Space. Glorious, majestic, familiar space.
Sif had trod on barren land like this before, though never whilst wearing such clumsy attire. When the countdown stopped and it was time to run, however, she startled herself with the force she could suddenly propel herself forward with and she ended up stumbling and falling, face scraping against the ground and... not really getting so much as scratched by it.
Slowly it dawned on her. She was herself again.
It filled her with wild joy to feel power surge through her body again, and rather than avoid the initial bloodbath she went for the cornucopia, fast, strong, invincible.
It was not difficult to secure a case, and for no other reason than because it was there and she could she also crabbed a cube, which proved to be rather essential once she got to the airlock.
As soon as she was inside, she got rid of her outer layer of clothing, it was sure to break in any way and then it would be no protection from the vacuum of space in any case. She knew what this arena was now, everyone had their powers and death would be swift and messy. No point in trying to drag things out, really.
The colour of her second suit was ridiculously bright, but it only made her laugh. It wasn't as if Asgardian armour was ever discreet either. Let people see her coming, she wasn't afraid.
She looked through what she had managed to salvage from the cornucopia and along with speed gel (that she had no idea what it was) and a medical kit she found a small knife and a screwdriver. It wasn't much, but they were things that could slash and stab and so in her hands they were capable of doing quite a lot of damage. She left the rest of the things in the crate and started to walk. She would undoubtedly run into someone sooner or later.
shows up late to starbucks with starbucks from another location
In a moment she had flashed down the hall, a blue-white bolt of lightning with the force of a freight train behind it. Sound distorted and dopplered before snapping back with the impact. In the past she'd struck and staggered half-ton Krogan, mountains of muscle and armor almost twice her height. Sif, nothing to sniff at, was decidedly less massive.
But she hadn't been joking, at the Crowning-- the girl looked like fun.