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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.
savedbyasong: (we shall do this)

[personal profile] savedbyasong 2014-02-02 10:48 am (UTC)(link)
Shion grabbed the crossbow, though he had no intention of going anywhere when Rat was here and injured. Anger welled in Shion as he saw the blood and he launched himself at Garrus as he lunged towards him, bringing the crossbow down like a club, aiming for his head, hard.

"Let him go!"
saveswithsong: (run!)

[personal profile] saveswithsong 2014-02-03 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
Rat was not going to let go. He and Shion's lives depended on it, and he was not going to fuck this up.

But when that crossbow came down like a club, he knew that was the distraction needed. He scrambled up from under Garrus as best he could. "Time to go!"