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thearena2014-04-02 11:28 pm
etcircenses) wrote in thearena2014-04-02 11:28 pm
Mini Arena 1
The mood is strange, even for an arena. Every stylist is different, of course, but this arena has thrown people for a loop, and they adjust to them differently.
25 - 24 - 23
The clothes are simple, and the tribute are loaded up quickly. Obviously the stylist have been informed what to tell them, what warnings to give. That there will be two sounds, one for a murdered death and one for an accidental one.
20 - 19 - 18 - 17 - 16
The platforms lift them up, and they are in a tight ring, all facing outwards, in a courtyard ringed by a tall stone wall. To one side is a ring of weapons laid out, brutal looking things. To the other is a ring of supply bags. The pedestals all sit directly in the middle. And beyond them a series of entrances to the maze beyond.
11- 10 - 9 - 8
They've all been warned, don't step off your pedestal early. They have also been warned to put on a good show. Don't kill yourself off, and make sure not to be in the arena when the time ends, without having won. Or else you might not be coming back.
5 - 4
3
2
The sound of the gong plays crystal clear across the opening. Let the games begin.
((OOC-feel free to play out cornucopia here, and then start your own threads just like any other arena. There is still some OOC plotting going around, so I am going to say there are 10 people murdered and the arena lasts 22 hours.))
25 - 24 - 23
The clothes are simple, and the tribute are loaded up quickly. Obviously the stylist have been informed what to tell them, what warnings to give. That there will be two sounds, one for a murdered death and one for an accidental one.
20 - 19 - 18 - 17 - 16
The platforms lift them up, and they are in a tight ring, all facing outwards, in a courtyard ringed by a tall stone wall. To one side is a ring of weapons laid out, brutal looking things. To the other is a ring of supply bags. The pedestals all sit directly in the middle. And beyond them a series of entrances to the maze beyond.
11- 10 - 9 - 8
They've all been warned, don't step off your pedestal early. They have also been warned to put on a good show. Don't kill yourself off, and make sure not to be in the arena when the time ends, without having won. Or else you might not be coming back.
5 - 4
3
2
The sound of the gong plays crystal clear across the opening. Let the games begin.
((OOC-feel free to play out cornucopia here, and then start your own threads just like any other arena. There is still some OOC plotting going around, so I am going to say there are 10 people murdered and the arena lasts 22 hours.))
Sherlock Holmes - closed to Nasir + Julian
But now - now he had to win.
It was simple, really. He had everything to lose. He was certain now that Molly was here to convince him of that. John's petition was a symptom of that as well. We'll take care of your friends if you behave, and if you don't...
He was lucky, really, that he had to do this alone.
He just had to figure out how to harden himself completely. How to break his own promises to himself. Thou shalt not kill - a promise to himself that he knew he had to break. How else would anyone get home.
Thou shalt not lose.
When the gong rang out, Sherlock was off like a shot, and he already had something in mind. Twenty four tributes. Two from each district.
Time to keep it in the family.
He ran over to Nasir first, hoping that the new tribute didn't just deck him. He'd seen him around, obviously, but hadn't yet introduced himself. Well, no time like the present.
"Nasir!" His voice rang out with crisp confidence. "You're with me."
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His blood was pumping as the countdown started. He didn't know how he was going to win this-- he had absolutely no experience with mazes and this strange hunt they had set him on but he was going to win. If not, he would die.
Nasir had been set on grabbing a weapon as soon as the gong rang. He was in the middle of running to it when he heard someone call his name and, perhaps reflexively, he stopped and turned.
It was a man familiar to him by sight alone. They were both in the same district but had not spoken with each other. And he did not appreciate being ordered around by someone he hadn't even met.
"Why?" Nasir sounded sharp and suspicious.
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He didn't stop moving, running past Nasir to grab one of the bags and sling it on his back.
"And, this being your first arena, I am willing to bet a good deal that neither do you."
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However, he was right. This was Nasir's first arena and if this man's strength wasn't in fighting, perhaps it lay in navigation. If it didn't, Nasir could always leave him behind. He had no attachment to the man.
"Do not lead me astray." With that, Nasir ran to grab a weapon. He was most fortunate that a spear was still available, then hurried back to Sherlock.
good place for them to run into Julian, I think?
When Nasir ran back, Sherlock motioned with a tilt of his head, and then ran off, expecting the man to follow him.