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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.]
Maximus - First come, first serve to watch him die of poison
He didn't recognize the outfit they put him in, and was not at all happy when they used a strange machine to shave off his stubble. His stylist told him in a sing-song voice that it would keep his face baby-smooth for the entirety of the arena. He had only glared.
As he rose up the pedestal, he found a world that was so far removed from his own - farther than the ice he'd met the first time, and even farther than the strange world they'd called 'Disney'. Nothing about this world felt natural or right, and Maximus was stealing himself when he felt it. The tingle in his limbs.
5. 4. 3.
The tingle spread, like fire, down the vein of his left arm.
Poison.
2.
He had to find Wyatt.
1.
Run.
:C Beck will not be happy with this.
He was running past Users now, with horrible screams and sounds echoing behind him. This whole world was hurting his eyes, and he wasn't exactly sure whether or not he was running into a good place or a bad, but as long as those awful sounds were behind him, this had to be the best way. Any way that left you alone seemed to be like a good way here.
Beck shot past another User...but something seemed to be a little off with this one. He was staggering every now and then and stumbling, and there was something that looked a little unhealthy with him. Sure, he didn't know much about the User body (still. but he knew more now than how much he did before!), but he could tell something wasn't quite right.
Games or no Games, Beck wasn't just going to leave this guy alone.
He paused for a moment, keeping a close eye out for other fights breaking out around him, until the User got a little closer. "Are you alright?"
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He hadn't even noticed Beck approaching. He was so concentrated on staying as resolute as possible that he wasn't even paying attention, so he froze completely when he heard the voice.
And then let out a breath when that voice didn't immediately try to kill him.
Slowly, he pulled himself to his feet, tense as anything as if he could keep the pain away, turning his head to meet Beck.
"Poisoned," He managed to get out, through gritted teeth. There was no way he would be able to fight, the way he was.
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He looked around, finding a few others who seemed to be having a hard time, too. That didn't make any sense, though...it couldn't. There was nothing they ate, nothing they inhaled. For a minute, Beck felt a pang of fear flow through him. Were they all poisoned, then? Why?
...So far, he felt fine. But...
Beck quickly slipped his pack around his arm, quickly weaving his arm around the other's, and supporting the ailing User as best as he could. "Let's get you out of here. Maybe there's a way to get you better."
But from what kind of poison, he didn't know...
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"Shouldn't... endanger yourself..."
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Beck's eyes widened as he realized what the stranger was trying to say. But how? They didn't give them any water when they came to the new arena. They weren't even given any food. Then how...?-
The microchips.
He chomped down on his lip as he tried to figure out something to do. Beck made sure the User was secure, before he started to move forward; one slow step after another. And with every step, the other felt heavier and heavier. Beck felt fine, but for this other person...
"It's okay. I want to try and take care of you. Let me try."
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"Who... who are you--" He bit out as his teeth chattered. He stumbled, nearly collapsing at Beck's side, but somehow managed to force himself up again.