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Panem Events ([personal profile] etcircenses) wrote in [community profile] thearena2014-12-05 09:26 pm

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.
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[personal profile] somethingprecious 2014-12-26 09:32 am (UTC)(link)
[He's trying to, honestly he is. He just never could fully prepare for what he's seen so far and he doubts he ever could without experiencing it firsthand.

The tremble in his hands don't leave him even when he presses them close to his chest in some vain effort to regain control.]
I- I'm fine. A bit grazed here and there, but I've had worse. [He manages a small smile aimed at Signless, glancing away briefly at the shadows.] ... Are you alright?
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[personal profile] 69problems 2014-12-29 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
As good as I can be. Not injured, at any rate -- and I do have some medical supplies, if you're grazed enough to be in need of them.

[It's strange being the one protecting someone else when so often he's found himself in the role of the person being helped, not the one doing the helping. He has more experience here, and he thinks he might be right in assuming he's better equipped to deal with violence even if he won't commit violent acts.]

Listen. So long as you're whole and alive, you have a chance. Keep moving, keep out of sight. It's the best way for people like you and me to stay alive and out of harm's way.