gamemakers: (tea party)
The Gamemakers ([personal profile] gamemakers) wrote in [community profile] thearena2013-03-28 04:21 pm

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Who|  Anyone who replied here
What| A spread of supplies, ripe for the taking.
Where| Fantasyland
When| Mid-morning
Warnings/Notes| The winning rolls are under the cut

In the remains of a little pavilion, with broken teacups scattered around the remains of a fence at the edge, a tea party is set up. 

At one end of the table sits a white placemat with a white satin bag, neatly tied up with pretty white ribbons. And the other end is the same display, in black. Along each side there are 5 a piece, one for each district, in their colors.

The table is also covered with teapots, contained for tea and sugar... however all of them have covers. Covers that are moving, being pushed up from within by a tiny creature with bright eyes and sharp teeth. As soon as the first tribute touches one of the bags the pots burst open and dozens of small, mice muttation pour out, with mouths full of sharp teeth and paws with razor sharp claws on them.

Anyone who makes it away with one of the pretty satin bags will find it contains a large thermostat of tea, 4 petit fours, a small locket containing a small amount of shimmer medicine-about enough for one wound, and a sturdy hat pin, with a very sharp point at one end. Although both the tea and cakes are very sugary, they are also very filling-they will last a few days if rationed well. 

The Winners:
  1. Shatterstar
  2. Punchy
  3. Daniel
  4. Eliot
  5. Pruna
  6. Topher
  7. Beck
  8. Sandy
  9. Asha
  10. Kurt
  11. Glinda
  12. Giaus
Unfortunately Rictor and Morrigan will not be making it out of this little tea party..
justoutrunyou: (Default)

[personal profile] justoutrunyou 2013-03-29 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
Inching towards the edge of the table Sandy felt her stomach wound up in knots. With her folding knife in hand she tried to locate any potential threats lurking under the table or nearby. It couldn't be this easy could it?
itswhoyouare: (you go and let me down)

[personal profile] itswhoyouare 2013-04-02 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
What's with all of the children this arena? Anna thinks, spotting Sandy lurking at the table. This one she remembers from the last arena's coverage being killed by the shapeshifter in a crevasse but not before being terrified to death.

Eliot's able to handle himself for now, so Anna approaches slowly, holding out a piece of makeshift crowbar in front of Sandy's chest to keep her from getting any closer to the table. "Hold up. It's a trap."

Anna pokes at the bag with her bar, nodding towards the tea pot as the lid begins to move.
justoutrunyou: (Peeking around the corner)

[personal profile] justoutrunyou 2013-04-02 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Sandy groaned and took a step back hanging her head, "I knew it was too good to be true."

Of course that wasn't stopping other tributes from creeping towards the same bags. Someone was bound to try and grab one and run for it.
itswhoyouare: (never get me anywhere)

[personal profile] itswhoyouare 2013-04-02 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Anna smiles sympathetically down at the girl, taking a defensive stance before nodding to her. "On the count of three, grab the bag and run. Don't look back, I'll handle the trap. Do you understand?"
justoutrunyou: (I've telling that joke for years)

[personal profile] justoutrunyou 2013-04-02 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Sandy's expression very clearly questioned if Anna was insane...or possibly suicidal.

"What if it's a bomb or something and it goes off in your face?!" She exclaimed already preparing to do as she was bid. She turned back to face the bag, and held her hands up ready to snatch at it.