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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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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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And she really didn't want to talk about David.
Aunamee, at least, was safe territory.
"There's a fucker called Aunamee. He messed with Howard something bad. Tortured him and shit. Tied him to a tree and made him beg for food." Okay so she didn't know the details, but she knew enough! "If I can get my hands on him--"
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"Everyone that's ever done me wrong has either won the games already or died and never came back." She remarked "If he gets too close to me I'll try and kick him in the balls or something." Because seriously who was she kidding? She wasn't Pruna.
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"I'm gonna go with Ellie on this one...I mean if I have to yeah I'll stab at a guy...but I'm not exactly what you would call capable even with all the extra training I've been doing."
A pause.
"Though I did kill a raptor last time. that was pretty cool in a horrible scary ohmigod I'm gonna die sort of way."
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"Just don't let them know you're scared. People like that thrive on your fear. Don't let them get their kicks, you know?"
She looked over at Sandy. "Yeah, that is pretty sweet."
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"You fucking killed one?"
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Oh right...pride. This is what pride felt like.
"Well it chased us up a tree...so I dropped onto it's back and stabbed it in the throat a bunch..." She explained with a surprising shy modesty to her voice.
"I got lucky." She added unable to allow herself that much credit for something that had been truly amazing for her.
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Using your brain to save your life. A novel concept.
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"Wish I could have taken one out," She adds instead, lamely. "I did manage to hit one in the face, though."
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"Well I didn't really face it." she squirmed in her seat. "More like landed on it's back..." Half a joke. "But Pruna is still the most badass. I'm just lucky and fast."
She'd come to regret declaring just how lucky she was later in the arena.
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But Mindy was, right now, not the lecturing type. "It'd be nice if we could just cruise like this, even in that fucktard Capitol if it meant we could go to the beach."
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She had, after all, nearly died by drowning just before she had come to the Capitol.
Not like she told people that.
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"I mean...the only beach I've ever been to had acid water so...there's that but they aren't all like that right?"
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She paused. "But we should still plan to go somewhere. We're young and we're kids, its kind of our RIGHT. Maybe they have an amusement park somewhere."
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wrap up? c:
Sounds good to me