gamemakers: (Default)
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.]
undercoverprincess: (blood is flowing)

[personal profile] undercoverprincess 2013-07-08 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"You bitch!" Cindy yelled out as the nails connected with her cheek. Thank god it didn't hit her eyes, but that hurt, and now she had some cuts on her face that she didn't know how deep they were. Just great. Not what she wanted for her first time in the arena, though it did beat dying.

That didn't mean she stopped hitting back, though, using her own nails, but going for her neck instead. Neck wounds always freaked people out. She tried to move her body on the ground, feeling it stick a little to her back, and she quickly wrenched herself up, turning herself enough that the pack was out of this girl's grasp. She quickly brought her knees up to her chest and then pushed. If she could just get her away, then she could get away. She was going to lose that pink bat, though, there was no way that thing would stay there for this long.
celebrityskinned: (Angry - Go Fight Kill)

[personal profile] celebrityskinned 2013-07-08 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
Venus cries out when she gets kicked off Cinderella, fully shoved, thrown-through-the-air style. She lands on her side and lashes out with her foot, but Cindy's already up, and Venus knows she doesn't have the energy to chase after her.

So she grabs a handful of Skittles on the ground and throws it after Cindy, and then gives up.
undercoverprincess: (smoke from a gun)

[personal profile] undercoverprincess 2013-07-12 07:15 am (UTC)(link)
She got away, and she knew that she shouldn't, but...

"Better luck next time!" Cindy gives off a two finger salute as she jogs out of there. She really does have a feeling that they will meet again in the arena, before it's all over.

And it might even be fun.