The Arena
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atippleoftransparency: (The Invisible Kid)
Who| Lyle, OTA
What| Lyle Norg is informed and investigatin'
Where| 2nd Floor
When| Week 2
Warnings/Notes| Inevitable swearing

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30th-Jan-2014 01:31 am
halfa_hero: (eww)
Who| Danny, Open
What| Sneaking around the fossil exhibit
Where| Floor 4
When| Week 2
Warnings/Notes| Possible swearing

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29th-Jan-2014 03:11 pm - All bets are off! - Open!
saveswithsong: (Default)
Who:Rat and YOU!
What: Rat is using his wound to the fullest and trying to bait people in for an easy kill. Let me know up front if you're good with just a wounding or if you're okay with your character getting killed. He'll make it quick and painless! A few people are immune, especially Hawkeye. Mindy and Garrus will be attacked if you tag.

Secondly, he's a fine actor, and will be doing his best to pass as an (admittedly quite flat yet muscular) woman when people come to him. Of course, it wouldn't be flawless since he doesn't have makeup and hair supplies at his disposal. But he's wearing a rat kigurumi for his pajamas.
When: Week 2, after Shion's dead.
Where: Any floor!
Warnings: Blood, angst, etc.

He picked out a good spot, in an area where no one was. Conveniently, there was already a blood patch on the carpet from some earlier kill. He dropped to the ground. In some ways, he hadn't a choice. He untied his hair from around itself, and let it fall in a mess over his shoulders. His leg was looking ugly. Just a little bit longer. He could survive this much.

He took a deep breath, and let out a loud, despairing, decidedly female scream. He laid out on the ground, his forehead resting on his arms. His bleeding leg was quite obvious from most of the entrance points. From between tangles of his hair, he could see one of them fairly well. His knife was securely tucked in the cuff of his sleeve.

Would taking out someone trying to 'save' him make him a bad guy? Who knew? But he knew it'd get people's attention.
24th-Jan-2014 01:58 am
dragoon_pride: (my lance is bigger than yours)
Who| Kain and OTA! (Allies or enemies welcome!)
What| Encounters, dealing with his first arena...
Where| Sixth floor creepy tribute wax museum and roof
When| Later half of Week 1
Warnings/Notes| Depends on who he encounters!

he may have underestimated how tedious it would be... )
22nd-Jan-2014 01:03 pm - [OPEN] I wish for Clairvoyance
futilecycle: (I know nobody knows)
Who| Sigma Klim & You!
What| Sigma investigates the masks after watching the Initiate use them.
Where| The culture exhibit on the Second Floor, though he could move anywhere.
When| Week 1
Warnings/Notes| As offered on the last PPP, this is a chance to abuse Sigma's "fortune-telling" powers, or just general Arena shenanigans, if you prefer!

I want to see my wife and kids, and how I would live, how I would die. )
18th-Jan-2014 02:35 pm - ARENA 09 - THE MUSEUM
etcircenses: (Default)
The Tributes are woken up early for this Arena, and switched from whatever sleeping attire they're currently in to a set of pajamas, each designed for the individual in questions. Women wear onesies, and most of the men wear two-pieces, but other than that any similarities are at random - the outfits are in all sorts of colors and patterns.

The floor of the helicopter taking them to their Arena location, and of the underground entrance to the tubes that hoist them to the surface, will feel cold under their bare feet.

Rather than bringing them to sunlight, like the tubes have in the past, instead the Tributes are presented to a dark concrete ceiling in a badly-lit parking lot. Fluorescent lights do little to illuminate the cavernous space.

The countdown begins, announced as if from far away.

20

19

18…


The Cornucopia, a ghastly thing carved from stone and concrete, sits at the center of a pattern of white and yellow lines reminiscent of spots for parked cars. The painted lines create a sort of spoked wheel, providing lanes for the Tributes leading to the prizes at the center. Some of the more unfortunate Tributes will find the concrete architecture has placed pillars in their lanes.

8

7

6…


Six parked cars lie around the outskirts of the huge lot, barely visible in the dim lighting. Glowing exit signs on two opposite sides of the chamber announce where Tributes should go to escape the bloodbath. Elevator doors are perched beneath them.

3

2

1


The gong rings out, and the countdown's voice announces "the Arena is now open". The Games have begun.
bratwonder: Batman and Robin (Branded)
Who| Damian Wayne and anyone!
What| Burning a body turns out to be a less-than-awesome idea. Fire and sickness ensue, w h o o p s.
Where| Candy arena.
When| Middle of week two.
Warnings/Notes| Nothing in particular! I'll edit as necessary.

The fire rises. )
president_evil: (weskerGlasses)
WHO| Wesker, Barbara Gordon, Karis Needleteeth, and Clint Barton and Tony Stark
WHAT| It's the final countdown, ya'll.
WHERE| Tomorrowland
WHEN| End of Week 8ish
WARNINGS/NOTES| Wesker and not the bloody death Aunamee his fellow tributes were hoping for.

I will be the one to watch you fall. )
7th-May-2013 11:09 pm - the end
cutshort: (016)
Who| Hyperion | [personal profile] cutshort, Barbara | [personal profile] acro_bat_ic and Wyatt [personal profile] the_marshal
What| The ending of the fall of Hyperion! Round 2: Hyperion vs Barbara, followed by Round 3: Hyperion vs Wyatt.
Where| Tomorrowland.
When| Week 8.
Warnings/Notes| Character death, horrible violence, Hyperion being more psychotic than ever

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3rd-May-2013 07:39 pm
gamemakers: (mofodragon.)
Who| Anyone left in then arena, particularly anyone who wants to die.
What| A dragon. Yep.
Where| The areas around Rivers of America.
When| Dusk, late in the week.
Warnings/Notes| See below.

The areas around New Orleans Square and Frontierland have been appealing lately.

Rich, delicious smell have been coming from them, at first very subtle, but today rich. Smells that by pass your nose an sneak into your brain that something good and delicious is here. The trees are blooming, the animals scurrying around seem almost friendly. And, you know, easy to catch. It just feels nicer over there.

Anyone near the River's of America could see the ripples that day, if they were looking. They were the pattern of something large moving under the water, but anyone who'd spent time around the river knew it was certainly not deep enough to hold something that big.

Must just be ducks diving.

Just as the final rays of dusk began to fade from the sky, music began to once again play over the loud speakers. What might have once been an epic song was reedy, broken and old, the eerie tune warbling through the quiet air before sputtering out into heavy silence.

And then the water burst up, and up, and up with a massive roar.

The beast was massive, black wings stretching up towards the sky as it's body writhed out of the water, shaking the ground as it stepped on to it. It was hungry, it was pissed, and it was not happy to be at Disneyland.

And, as it opened it's massive jaw to screech it's rages at the sky, it let out a blast of fire that arched up to the sky, flattening against the previously invisible forcefield above it's head.

And then it started to move. To seek out prey. And to leave it's mark all over.

OOC notes )
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