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Entry tags:
- ! arena 09,
- aunamee,
- cassandra marko,
- commander shepard,
- harley quinn,
- joan watson,
- karkat vantas,
- matthew "punchy" o'connor,
- sigma klim,
- terezi pyrope,
- the grand highblood,
- the signless,
- wyatt earp,
- ✘ barbara gordon,
- ✘ beck,
- ✘ brainiac 5,
- ✘ carlos the scientist,
- ✘ cinderella,
- ✘ courfeyrac,
- ✘ cuthbert allgood,
- ✘ danny fenton,
- ✘ deanna winchester,
- ✘ diana ladris,
- ✘ donatello,
- ✘ dr. holiday,
- ✘ eliot spencer,
- ✘ ellie,
- ✘ eponine thenardier,
- ✘ eren,
- ✘ gabriel,
- ✘ garrus vakarian,
- ✘ hans,
- ✘ hawkeye pierce,
- ✘ homura akemi,
- ✘ howard bassem,
- ✘ ian chesterton,
- ✘ ian gallagher,
- ✘ iskierka,
- ✘ jean kirschtein,
- ✘ john watson,
- ✘ julian bashir,
- ✘ justin law,
- ✘ kain highwind,
- ✘ kankri vantas,
- ✘ kili,
- ✘ leonard mccoy,
- ✘ lindsey mcdonald,
- ✘ max guevara,
- ✘ mindy macready,
- ✘ mouse,
- ✘ nepeta leijon,
- ✘ orc,
- ✘ perry kelvin,
- ✘ pruna,
- ✘ r,
- ✘ rat,
- ✘ ruby lucas,
- ✘ sam winchester,
- ✘ sherlock holmes (bbc),
- ✘ shion,
- ✘ some ovmennet,
- ✘ starkiller,
- ✘ subaru sumeragi,
- ✘ susannah dean,
- ✘ the disciple,
- ✘ venus dee milo,
- ✘ willow,
- ✘ zelos wilder
ARENA 09 - THE MUSEUM
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.
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.
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.
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.
2
1
The gong rings out, and the countdown's voice announces "the Arena is now open". The Games have begun.
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"Why just vaporize us when they could have a fucking dinosaur step on us instead," Ellie said mildly, probably not at all helping Sandy's freak out.
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"But they've gotta have something to keep us from leaving right? A force field or whatever?"
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She at least grasped that much in this fucked up world.
"You know they will. We hide the car, use it later, like when we need to get out of somewhere fast. NO lingering in though, they're passing fire starting kits. It would be too easy a way to take us out."
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"I got a couple of those kits..."
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Looking back up from the spoils "How could we boobytrap the car without wrecking it?" She'd never set up anything like that before.
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She gave a wink to Ellie: she was actually pretty impressed she thought about setting the car on fire to begin with.
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"So uh -- it's probably a no go on keeping the car from getting wrecked, but that doesn't mean it wouldn't be useful."
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"So we rig the car to blow up, hope someone stupid tries to take it and set out to start the latest round of "Survive as long as you can."
Great plan. Especially because it required very little of her.
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She looked over at the two girls. "Now for another thing. We're probably gonna get separated eventually. Where do you want to meet up again?"
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"No idea. We should probably figure out where those elevators go. I haven't seen anything but the parking lot, and not really sure I want to be hanging out by the cornucopia, if you know what I mean."
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"Alright do you want the gift shop on the second floor, the Wax museum on the sixth or the big movie theater on the fifth?" She asked picking random locations that jumped out at her.
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"We'll opt for the sixth floor. I don't trust the theater, and a gift shop is just begging to get our shit stolen. The higher up we are, I think, the better. What about you guys?"
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"What the hell is a Wax museum? Like, here, have a tribute to candles?"
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OK, not her best attempt but not bad for a first try.
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With an even shittier actress.
"But yeah, let's keep that idea."
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"I guess it would make a good lighthouse. What the hell would we boil that much wax with, though? Fire starting kits aren't exactly going to melt down a whole museum."
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A joke to defend how embarrassed she was at the silly suggestion.
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Not even Azula. She at least offered advice, even if it was in the bitchiest way possible.
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That bastard who had fucked with Howard. The guy that filled her nightmares. (But he was dead, Ellie, so very dead, and so very very far from here.)
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Of course more important was finding out about who Ellie didn't like in case Sandy wanted to avoid them like the plague.
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"Yea, who did you have in mind. Sandy, don't mess with it, you might need the battery later."
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wrap up? c:
Sounds good to me