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..
knifewithnoname: (worry)

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2013-04-02 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
She blinked up at him, surprised anyone had helped her. And then ran, not before another two mice had dived at her, one attaching to her hair. She had told Tawin she needed it cut. She tried to knock it out.
retrieverchef: confused (confused)

[personal profile] retrieverchef 2013-04-02 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
He grabbed at the mouse in her hair, hissing as it bit him. He threw it as far from him as he could before he turned back to grab his district's bag. And promptly had to stifle a scream as tiny, sharp teeth clamped down on his arm.
knifewithnoname: (okay that's not good)

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2013-04-03 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
She had scurried a few paces when she heard the scream. She froze wanting to run... but the man had helped her when he didn't need to.

"You do be stupid." She told herself as she returned to his side, stabbing the mouse on his arm, pulling it off and throwing it. "You do be running!" She told him fiercely.
retrieverchef: tea (tea)

[personal profile] retrieverchef 2013-04-08 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Despite the pain, his lips quirked at her declaration. So much like Parker. "I'm runnning," he said with a nod. "Thanks, kid."
knifewithnoname: (excited smiles)

[personal profile] knifewithnoname 2013-04-08 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
She grinned at him and ran herself, planning to get out of this place before any more mice got her.