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Panem Events ([personal profile] etcircenses) wrote in [community profile] thearena2014-01-18 02:35 pm

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.
onlyimmune: (blood)

[personal profile] onlyimmune 2014-01-28 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
She keeps a wary eye on him as she rips open the box and then curses, lowly, when there is nothing in it except fire starting kits. She grabs a couple just as another random tribute slams into her from behind as they ran past her - knocking her into the box as the air left her lungs in a ragged gasp.
wantwhatiwant: winchesterway (yeah whatever)

[personal profile] wantwhatiwant 2014-01-28 10:57 am (UTC)(link)
Ian grabs a bag, not checking what is inside it but slinging it over his shoulder and looks back just in time to see her be flung into the box. He doesn't go near though he does call across, "You alright?" Before turning and elbowing someone getting too close. They seem to get the idea and change direction.
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[personal profile] onlyimmune 2014-01-30 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
She staggers back upright, shooting a glare behind her at the tribute that's already disappeared before grabbing what she can out of the box.

"Yeah--" She says, but she's breathless and winded. Fuck the cornucopia. This thing never goes well for her, and she starts to stumble away from it. At least this kid didn't seem that eager to kill her. "Yeah, I'm fine."
wantwhatiwant: winchesterway (yeah whatever)

[personal profile] wantwhatiwant 2014-01-30 08:46 am (UTC)(link)
She didn't look fine, but Ian nodded and reached out to grab a sleeping bag he had spotted, before starting to move away himself, the Cornucopia was getting more violent, as people began fighting for the final supplies.

"Best get out of here."
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[personal profile] onlyimmune 2014-01-31 02:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. Fuck this noise," Ellie agreed as she pulled away from the box and started stumbling into the parking lot. She paused and looked back, though, before she totally disappeared.

"You're pretty okay. I'm Ellie! Don't shank me next time I see you and we'll get along fine."
wantwhatiwant: winchesterway (smirk)

[personal profile] wantwhatiwant 2014-01-31 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Name's Ian, I won't, if you return the favour." He grinned at her and legged it, running towards the nearest exit before anyone decided to take his stuff off him.