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The Gamemakers ([personal profile] gamemakers) wrote in [community profile] thearena2013-03-16 04:55 pm

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.

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


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.



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[personal profile] purebred 2013-03-22 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Lady shook her head, a vague look of horror creeping over her face. "I would never, ever."

But of course, drastic times called for such measures, and in the face of danger and desperation, who was she to cling to her ivory tower and refuse to help herself? She might not want to actively participate in the breaking down of the doors and windows, but in order to survive, she'd scavenge the way her ancestor wolves did during tough times.

"I could help you, though."
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[personal profile] pieceofcake 2013-03-23 12:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, far be it from me to turn down help!" He cast about, looking for a good piece of debris. "You see anything we could use to pry off some of these boards? Preferably a piece of metal, maybe two or three feet long."

She seemed like a nice girl -- probably upper crust. So what where those dastards doing tossing her in the ring? After a moment, he decided to ask.

"By the way, what are you in here for? You don't look like a criminal element."
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[personal profile] purebred 2013-03-25 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
Her eyes cast about in search of something to use as a tool. Unfortunately, she hadn't anything of use on her, and the only thing she could come up with were her own two hands. "What if we both pulled on them?"

His second question caught her off guard as she was making her first attempt to gently tug off one of the boards. Lady was no criminal, though she was certain that she was being punished for being bad. She had disobeyed Aunt Sarah, she'd chased the cats around. And she'd run off and spent the night with the Tramp and chased chickens with him. If that was her crime, then Lady was certainly guilty.

"I ran away from home," she said, pink tinting her cheeks, nearly the same shade as the skirt she was wearing. "I stayed out all night and I didn't go home."
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[personal profile] pieceofcake 2013-03-25 03:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Oops. Had he stepped on a land mine? Gaius paused temporarily in the midst of his efforts, feeling a little awkward. "Well, this might not help much, coming from someone like me... but not coming home for a night's not too bad in the big scheme of things, Princess. I bet your family's worried about you, though."

She seemed like a nice girl, and again, Gaius was struck by how out of place some of the people here were. He pried at the board Lady was working at; the wood gave a sudden groan, lurching forward momentarily as a nail or two loosened. "Bet they'll be happy to see you again."
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sorry this is so late :c

[personal profile] purebred 2013-04-01 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
For Lady, it was very much a point of shame. The neighbors would know of her predicament, the gossip would swirl, and everyone who think badly of her. She was worried, on some level, that even Jim Dear and Darling would be disappointed in her for not only misbehaving with Aunt Sarah, but also for her misguided adventure with the Tramp. She was smitten by him, true, but all she really wanted was for them to both be safe and loved in her home.

"I do hope so. I miss them terribly." Especially Tramp, and the baby.

She stole a quick peek into the building, eyes straining in the darkness.

"What do you suppose is inside?"
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no problem

[personal profile] pieceofcake 2013-04-02 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I've got a wife waiting for me back home. And a kid. Sort of." He pried loose another board, aiming to make an opening just wide enough to slither on inside.

"I'm hoping that there'll be some leftover weapons or armor inside. Maybe even some canned goods someone left behind -- those can last a pretty long time, you know." He pulled his hand sharply away from the opening, shaking it at the wrist.

"Think I got a splinter or something. Today's really not my day."
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[personal profile] purebred 2013-04-08 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh?" Her eyes lit up briefly, then fell onto his hand. Clearly the man was injured, but she wasn't exactly well versed in how to care for injuries. "Try licking it. That will make it feel better. That... well, it always works for me."
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[personal profile] pieceofcake 2013-04-08 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Gaius thought this was actually a great idea, seeing as how he didn't have so much as a healing salve to help the situation. Besides, splinters kind of tended to work themselves out. He stuck his finger in his mouth for a few moments, until he was reasonably sure another bead of blood wouldn't well up at the site of the wound.

"So. You come from a pretty high-class background, huh?"
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[personal profile] purebred 2013-04-12 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes. I suppose I am." She looked thoughtful, considering what high-class meant, exactly. To be sure, she wasn't a mutt or some dog off the street, but she'd never considered her family to be especially well off. They were what they were. Comfortable. Never in want for anything. Able to participate in the trivial things, and to enjoy them. "It's difficult to say, really. I never really spent any time outside my yard, before..."