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The Gamemakers ([personal profile] gamemakers) wrote in [community profile] thearena2013-06-22 02:42 pm

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.]
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He's not out to kill just yet, he just wants to get away

[personal profile] tis_allgood 2013-06-25 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
They went down easily, Cuthbert was too startled by everything that happened to keep himself upright. He was surprised at how well that worked, and he panicked a moment, worried that he'd buried the blade too deep and wouldn't be able to get it out again. He yanks it back, probably doing more damage in the process, but he's just glad he can get the weapon back at all.

He should have stopped and killed her, one less person to worry about. But she was young, and he had already done her more damage than he really meant to. He just wanted to find his friends and get a grip on the bizarre situation he'd been dropped into.

"Chase me and I'll finish it. Understand?" He did his best to get back on his feet, hopefully with some semblance of dignity.
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No worries~

[personal profile] justoutrunyou 2013-06-25 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Sandy hit the ground hard and curled up into a ball clutching at the wound and sobbing so hard she was barely able to breath. In the other Arenas she had for the most part avoided seriously painful injury up till her death, but this was like being on fire from the inside.

"I'm sorry!" She sniveled as snot leaked from her nose and tears ran down her face. She began to claw desperately at the ground to try and drag herself away before he changed his mind.
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[personal profile] tis_allgood 2013-06-26 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
He stayed a moment longer, seriously considering taking her out for her own good, since she clearly wasn't equipped to deal with a contest like this. But this wasn't the sort of killing he knew and liked, this was pitiful and sad.

He didn't like looking (or feeling) like a monster. He let her go.