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thearena2013-06-22 02:42 pm
gamemakers) wrote in thearena2013-06-22 02:42 pm
Entry tags:
- ! arena 07,
- aunamee,
- cassandra marko,
- clint barton,
- harley quinn,
- karkat vantas,
- sigma klim,
- terezi pyrope,
- the grand highblood,
- the signless,
- wyatt earp,
- ✘ alex rider,
- ✘ anna morasca,
- ✘ asha greyjoy,
- ✘ atticus bell,
- ✘ bruce banner,
- ✘ bucky barnes (616),
- ✘ charlotte "lottie" la bouff,
- ✘ chris redfield,
- ✘ cinderella,
- ✘ cuthbert allgood,
- ✘ damian wayne,
- ✘ daniel jackson,
- ✘ danny williams,
- ✘ diana ladris,
- ✘ donatello,
- ✘ edward nygma,
- ✘ eponine thenardier,
- ✘ howard bassem,
- ✘ ian chesterton,
- ✘ ian gallagher,
- ✘ jay,
- ✘ john watson,
- ✘ julie grigio,
- ✘ karis needleteeth,
- ✘ kurt hummel,
- ✘ lin mayuzumi,
- ✘ marius pontmercy,
- ✘ maximus,
- ✘ mona vanderwaal,
- ✘ neffa a reyeth,
- ✘ neophyte redglare,
- ✘ nikola tesla,
- ✘ orc,
- ✘ parker,
- ✘ pepper potts,
- ✘ pruna,
- ✘ r,
- ✘ sherlock holmes (bbc),
- ✘ shion,
- ✘ snow white,
- ✘ some ovmennet,
- ✘ stephanie brown,
- ✘ the psiioniic,
- ✘ tony stark,
- ✘ venus dee milo
Oh my love, I know you are the Candy Man
Although the mood in the Capitol is...taut, once the Tributes are in the transportation craft, things seem to lighten. The peacekeepers almost seem jovial - as jovial as peacekeepers ever seem. About half the Tributes are checked over and given an injection into their tracking device.
In the underground room, the stylists have all their prep teams running busy, dressing up the tributes in bright costumes, chatting with each other, clearly excited to have so much freedom over what their Tributes are wearing in. Each one is dressed in a personalized costume, elaborate, and entirely soft.
Finally the Tributes are placed on their pedestals and sent on up, all gussied up.
25 - 24 - 23
The light is blinding for a moment, before the candy-colored world around them comes into focus. And it's not just candy-colored - it is actually candy. Some Tributes might be reminded of the game Candy Land, if it was something in their home world. Music plays, scarily cute animals roam, and every thing just looks so gosh-darn happy.
20 - 19 - 18 - 17 - 16
The Cornucopia sits, candy-striped itself, and over-flowing with a generous bounty of food, weapons, and supplies. Even these all reflect the nature of the arena, brightly-colored, and cheerful-looking, just begging to be gathered up.
11- 10 - 9 - 8
They've all been warned not to step off their pedestal early. But as the final number ticks off, those Tributes that had their tracking devices adjusted in the transport suddenly feel a sting starting in their arms. A slightly diluted version of what Ariadne was given the day before is dumped in their veins.
The dilution doesn't help them, of course; it just causes the poison to take effect more slowly.
5 - 4
3
2
1
Go.
The burning is starting for half of them, spreading through their body, lighting their nerves on fire. Within 10 minutes it's effecting their motor skills, causing them to stagger, twitch, to move against their will.
Those who are small fall faster, barely lasting 15 minutes in the bloodbath. The stronger and bigger among them might make it 30 minutes at most.
By the time the bloodbath is over, the Cornucopia is surrounded by corpses. Half of the Tributes have fallen without even a single competitor having to touch them.
[OOC: Don't forget the OOC Arena post, especially those of you running for the Cornucopia. Every Tribute must post to this post. There will be a Cornucopia thread, and anyone else feel free to post as you will. Please add a tag with your character's name.
Those who were poisoned are anyone in group 2. You will have a second post up shortly.]
In the underground room, the stylists have all their prep teams running busy, dressing up the tributes in bright costumes, chatting with each other, clearly excited to have so much freedom over what their Tributes are wearing in. Each one is dressed in a personalized costume, elaborate, and entirely soft.
Finally the Tributes are placed on their pedestals and sent on up, all gussied up.
25 - 24 - 23
The light is blinding for a moment, before the candy-colored world around them comes into focus. And it's not just candy-colored - it is actually candy. Some Tributes might be reminded of the game Candy Land, if it was something in their home world. Music plays, scarily cute animals roam, and every thing just looks so gosh-darn happy.
20 - 19 - 18 - 17 - 16
The Cornucopia sits, candy-striped itself, and over-flowing with a generous bounty of food, weapons, and supplies. Even these all reflect the nature of the arena, brightly-colored, and cheerful-looking, just begging to be gathered up.
11- 10 - 9 - 8
They've all been warned not to step off their pedestal early. But as the final number ticks off, those Tributes that had their tracking devices adjusted in the transport suddenly feel a sting starting in their arms. A slightly diluted version of what Ariadne was given the day before is dumped in their veins.
The dilution doesn't help them, of course; it just causes the poison to take effect more slowly.
5 - 4
3
2
1
Go.
The burning is starting for half of them, spreading through their body, lighting their nerves on fire. Within 10 minutes it's effecting their motor skills, causing them to stagger, twitch, to move against their will.
Those who are small fall faster, barely lasting 15 minutes in the bloodbath. The stronger and bigger among them might make it 30 minutes at most.
By the time the bloodbath is over, the Cornucopia is surrounded by corpses. Half of the Tributes have fallen without even a single competitor having to touch them.
[OOC: Don't forget the OOC Arena post, especially those of you running for the Cornucopia. Every Tribute must post to this post. There will be a Cornucopia thread, and anyone else feel free to post as you will. Please add a tag with your character's name.
Those who were poisoned are anyone in group 2. You will have a second post up shortly.]
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Redglare felt ridiculous. Being forced into a massive death match is one thing but putting her into a ridiculous costume before sending her to the slaughter? It was outright demeaning.
However upon seeing exactly where they would be doing all this she supposed colorful costumes were somehow appropriate.
7. 6. 5.
Her mind was running with plans as she surveyed the scene and her fellow tributes. Find Terezi. Check. Find the Initiate. Check. Find the Signless. Check. She just had to pick which one she should follow away from the Cornucopia.
Her arm twitched.
4. 3. 2.
She bit down on the inside of her cheek when the pain starts to spread from her arm to the rest of her body. She tasted blood almost instantly. Hah. Poison. Possibly the same poison used at the execution. Her eyes darted to the other tributes, saw the pained looks on about half their faces.
They poisoned them just before setting them off to kill one another. Why? What is the point?
1.
Red practically leapt off the pedestal and stumbled as she landed. Her legs felt weak and the pain was only getting worse. With her height and fitness advantage, the poison wouldn't kill her too fast but her weight would likely deter that small advantage. She bit her cheek again, this time spitting out a mouthful of liquid teal.
She ran from the Cornucopia, her steps stumbling and slower than she would have liked.
At least find Terezi. Ignore the fire in your blood.
Fire will not kill this dragon.
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He meets her eyes but doesn't say a word.
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She keeps his gaze for a few long seconds before her eyes dart to his arm then back to his face. An unasked question.
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He could try and kill her now, but he's not going to place bets on what the poison is going to do. He's already got an idea, after what they were made to watch, and he imagines she does too.
He needs to find the Helmsman. Speaking of...
He snarls through grit teeth, over the sound of fighting tributes, "IF THE YELLOWBLOOD CROSSES PATH HE IS TO BE UNFUCKINGHARMED!" Or will find you and make you hurt, Partner or not.
He huffs and gives a small bow of head and horns out of habit, forgetting for a single moment that she's not his higher up, he's hers. Then he's running again.
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When he warns her against touching the yellowblood, she starts to respond but stops when he bows his head. It's strange and a little confusing, seeing him show submission to her with others present. For a moment it really sinks in how much older she is than him now. He's still just an Initiate, barely older than she was when she began her legislacerator training. Then then pain hits her again, jerking her out of her thoughts and back to a very painful reality.
"Keep your claws off-" She swallows more blood but a little still trickles from her lips and stains her red apron. "-Off of my descendant and I will stay clear of your yellowblood!" Ugh, talking is pain. Refrain from talking too much.
Out of the corner of her eye she spots pointed horns. He's already gone so she bolts.