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thearena2013-03-16 04:55 pm
gamemakers) wrote in thearena2013-03-16 04:55 pm
Entry tags:
- ! arena 06,
- cassandra marko,
- clint barton,
- harley quinn,
- matthew "punchy" o'connor,
- sigma klim,
- wesker,
- wyatt earp,
- ✘ adel-makim-zalur,
- ✘ alpha,
- ✘ anna morasca,
- ✘ asha greyjoy,
- ✘ atticus bell,
- ✘ barbara gordon,
- ✘ blaine anderson,
- ✘ bruce wayne,
- ✘ chris redfield,
- ✘ daniel jackson,
- ✘ diana prince,
- ✘ donatello,
- ✘ dr. grey,
- ✘ dr. holiday,
- ✘ draco malfoy,
- ✘ eliot spencer,
- ✘ enjolras,
- ✘ eponine thenardier,
- ✘ gabriel,
- ✘ gaius,
- ✘ gavroche,
- ✘ howard bassem,
- ✘ ian chesterton,
- ✘ javert,
- ✘ jim kirk,
- ✘ john watson,
- ✘ karis needleteeth,
- ✘ katurian katurian,
- ✘ lady,
- ✘ little rock,
- ✘ maximus,
- ✘ morrigan,
- ✘ neffa a reyeth,
- ✘ pruna,
- ✘ r,
- ✘ rictor,
- ✘ shatterstar,
- ✘ sherlock holmes (bbc),
- ✘ sokka,
- ✘ some ovmennet,
- ✘ tohru adachi,
- ✘ topher brink
Arena 06 - Happy
The last few hours before the Arena have a strangely stifled quality, as if half the people they interact with are trying very hard not to laugh. Maybe it's the costumes, the fancy gowns and velvet tunics, the short capes. Or maybe it's their destination.
The round courtyard to which the tubes bring them could not be more different from the last arena. Though outside the circle of pedestals, disrepair and neglect has taken over the roads and buildings, the garden inside the circle could not be more perfectly sculpted. Every hedge is a smooth, rounded shape. Flowers bloom brightly in concentric circles of insane color. The Cornucopia sits gleaming and golden, and just in front of its mouth, a bronze statue of a man and a mouse stands amid the heap of supplies.
Aside from it, there is a hush. No flies in the flowers, no wind in the trees. It is a cool day, with the comfortable chill of early spring and noon's short shadows.
Outside the circle, behind the tributes on the northern side, a castle looms. Through its wide gate, devastation everywhere, but it, itself, is shining clean, glowing pink and blue. Opaque windows look down from the heights of it, as uncaring as every hidden camera the veterans know is there.
Music starts as the countdown nears the bottom, a whimsical, dramatic tune.
And with the final note, the gong rang out, and a firework shot into the sky from the castle's peak, bright enough to burst redly across the sky above them all. Let the Games begin.
((OOC NOTES: IF YOUR CHARACTER HAS POWERS THE CAPITOL HAS NERFED, make sure you are on this list.
And everyone really should review the arena post. Because there's a little more to play with than you might think.
And please remember to add your character's tag to each post they're in.))
The round courtyard to which the tubes bring them could not be more different from the last arena. Though outside the circle of pedestals, disrepair and neglect has taken over the roads and buildings, the garden inside the circle could not be more perfectly sculpted. Every hedge is a smooth, rounded shape. Flowers bloom brightly in concentric circles of insane color. The Cornucopia sits gleaming and golden, and just in front of its mouth, a bronze statue of a man and a mouse stands amid the heap of supplies.
20, shouts the voice from the sky.
Aside from it, there is a hush. No flies in the flowers, no wind in the trees. It is a cool day, with the comfortable chill of early spring and noon's short shadows.
19 - 18 - 17
Outside the circle, behind the tributes on the northern side, a castle looms. Through its wide gate, devastation everywhere, but it, itself, is shining clean, glowing pink and blue. Opaque windows look down from the heights of it, as uncaring as every hidden camera the veterans know is there.
12 - 11
Music starts as the countdown nears the bottom, a whimsical, dramatic tune.
3
2
1
2
1
And with the final note, the gong rang out, and a firework shot into the sky from the castle's peak, bright enough to burst redly across the sky above them all. Let the Games begin.
((OOC NOTES: IF YOUR CHARACTER HAS POWERS THE CAPITOL HAS NERFED, make sure you are on this list.
And everyone really should review the arena post. Because there's a little more to play with than you might think.
And please remember to add your character's tag to each post they're in.))
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Yanking her foot free she spun around once more in the opposite direction and planted both feet on the ground.
"Wondy? Is that you? Or is that you? Or that one?" Apparently Harley was still a little dizzy from her flashy attacks because she was pointing to the right of where Diana actually stood.
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Not terribly likely to happen, but she has to try.
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"Get out of here? But I just got started! I gotta win an immunity item and set up some kind of alliances so I can backstab people!" She protested glancing over her shoulder at everyone having fun without her.
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She can only hope to minimize the damage Harley could cause, and the Cornucopia is enough of a bloodbath already. Unless...a thought occurred to her. "...Would you like to ally with me?"
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"I dunno, do you even know how to have fun? I mean...look at that!" She gestured with a sweeping arm at the tributes fighting and scrambling.
"When you see that, what do you want to do?"
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But that's hypothetical, and possibly doesn't fall under Harley's definition of 'fun' so Diana looked around them and said, "Survive, mainly. You can't have fun if you're not alive to enjoy it. This where the most Tributes die each time, and they miss out on the entire rest of the Arena. You wouldn't want that, would you?"
Diana was just winging it at this point. A Harley on her side was in a way even more of a threat than a Harley actively against her, but either way it was better than letting her run loose amongst the Tributes who didn't even know what to expect.
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"Aww but I've barely kicked anyone in the head yet!" She pouted. "Alright tell you what, I will consider your proposition after viewing my options. Yay girlpower!" She gave a cheerful thumbs up.
"Besides I heard Bruce Wayne is around here. I thank him for putting a good word in on my parole board by ya know, making sure he doesn't die or whatever.
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She frowned and glanced back at the Cornucopia. The supplies were quickly running out and an amusement park wasn't likely to have the same natural resources as a forest or nearly anywhere else they could have been left.
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"Come on Amazon!" Harley suddenly straightened up and struck a warrior's stance. "Since when does a Daughter of Athena run from a fight?" She grinned a manic grin and waited a moment more for Diana's answer.
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Harley's change in posture had Diana moving into her own defensive pose before she could stop herself. She grimaced, not wanting to encourage Harley, but stayed in position. "They run when it means to fight another day. Athena is the goddess of wisdom and strategy, you realize."
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Snapping back to her playful bouncy stance she waved cheerfully. "Fine fine, I'll leave...after I bust at least ONE head. Gotta make my mark! I wanna get some fans out of this at least."
And with a whirl and a flourish of her bright yellow skirt she was dashing for the brawl again leaving it up to Diana to follow or not.
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Scowling, with a muttered oath, Diana spun on her heel and went for the supplies again. She'd find Harley again, assuming they both survived that long.