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thearena2014-05-27 09:36 pm
seestheman) wrote in thearena2014-05-27 09:36 pm
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[Open] Roam if you want to
Who: Clara Murphy & YOU!
What: Clara slips out of the house to go exploring.
When: Week 2 (maybe later than that too?)
Where: All over!
Notes: Possible language? Potential violence?
01 - Main Street
Clara's pretty certain that her and Alex weren't the only ones to lay claim to one of the buildings in town. Thinking otherwise would be naive at best, and could get her killed at worst. Which doesn't mean that there aren't some that haven't already been sacked or claimed, and if she's lucky she'll find one of them and some supplies to add to their stash. Brandishing the knife that had been dropped in front of their house with her name on it the morning before alongside a flashlight that she's clutching in her left hand, she approaches what looks like an abandoned drug store, hoping that maybe there's still something of use inside.
02 - Amusement Park
Clara had always liked amusement parks. The lights, the colors, the sounds, the smell of funnel cake and cotton candy. They always made her think of going to the carnival with her family as a kid, or dates with Alex, or the proud look on David's face when he won a goldfish or a stuffed animal almost as big as he was. What they definitely never made her think of was thick fog with the skeletal figures of rides emerging with every step or the giant, terrifying clown face that obviously served as the entrance to a fun house. Hearing some sort of footsteps near by, she climbs over the wooden counter of a game stall and ducks down, hoping whoever (or whatever) it is goes away soon.
03 - Orchards
Suspicious as she may be of taking whatever came from the Arena itself compared to what was dropped in for them as gifts, there are certain creature comforts that Clara's missed from home. Ones that aren't completely obvious, like fresh fruit. So her discovery of an orchard makes her wary, which she ignores in lieu of the fact that there's a peach tree right in front of her and one's practically within her reach.
04 - Choose Your Own
What: Clara slips out of the house to go exploring.
When: Week 2 (maybe later than that too?)
Where: All over!
Notes: Possible language? Potential violence?
01 - Main Street
Clara's pretty certain that her and Alex weren't the only ones to lay claim to one of the buildings in town. Thinking otherwise would be naive at best, and could get her killed at worst. Which doesn't mean that there aren't some that haven't already been sacked or claimed, and if she's lucky she'll find one of them and some supplies to add to their stash. Brandishing the knife that had been dropped in front of their house with her name on it the morning before alongside a flashlight that she's clutching in her left hand, she approaches what looks like an abandoned drug store, hoping that maybe there's still something of use inside.
02 - Amusement Park
Clara had always liked amusement parks. The lights, the colors, the sounds, the smell of funnel cake and cotton candy. They always made her think of going to the carnival with her family as a kid, or dates with Alex, or the proud look on David's face when he won a goldfish or a stuffed animal almost as big as he was. What they definitely never made her think of was thick fog with the skeletal figures of rides emerging with every step or the giant, terrifying clown face that obviously served as the entrance to a fun house. Hearing some sort of footsteps near by, she climbs over the wooden counter of a game stall and ducks down, hoping whoever (or whatever) it is goes away soon.
03 - Orchards
Suspicious as she may be of taking whatever came from the Arena itself compared to what was dropped in for them as gifts, there are certain creature comforts that Clara's missed from home. Ones that aren't completely obvious, like fresh fruit. So her discovery of an orchard makes her wary, which she ignores in lieu of the fact that there's a peach tree right in front of her and one's practically within her reach.
04 - Choose Your Own
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The slightest whiff of the stench makes her balk and focus on breathing through her mouth instead. "That's probably why it stinks," she chastises, sliding into that motherly I told you so tone that's barely popped out since she got to Panem. "Why are you dissecting it anyway?"
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Punchy rolls his eyes. Of course that's why it smells. He isn't so stupid as to think that pharmacies tend to come with a natural eau de mort. He just figured that that was an acceptable sacrifice for the noble cause of knowledge. "Mofo ain't got no eyes, no nose, no ears. But he be tracking Tribs, so either he's got mad echolocation or he's got a mechanical tracker. And I want a tracker to find my homies."
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Like, ew, dead walker...well, not walking, obviously. And wow, "mad echolocation" are not two words she'd even hear strung together, especially out of Punchy's mouth. "That's an interesting theory you've got going." Which is the closest to science speak she can really get. "Got any leads on how they're doing it, so far?"
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He's given up on asking people if they've seen them. No one can really point to directions in this small town, what with the atmosphere making it so difficult to keep track of where they are, much less anyone else.
He gestures with a hand to the pantries of medicine in the pharmacy. "Gamemakers cleared house here. It's all empty or older than Rip Van Winkle's ballsack."
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And isn't that the letdown of...well, the day at least. "Everything? There aren't even bandages or gauze or cloths?"