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thearena2015-05-25 01:44 pm
etcircenses) wrote in thearena2015-05-25 01:44 pm
Entry tags:
- ! arena 14,
- aang,
- alain johns,
- alistair theirin,
- anna of arendelle,
- bayard sartoris,
- black tom cassidy,
- bucky barnes (mcu),
- clint barton,
- commander shepard,
- ellis,
- eowyn,
- haruto soma,
- james sunderland,
- jet link,
- karkat vantas,
- kousuke nitou,
- molotov cocktease,
- phillip gray,
- revas tabris,
- roland deschain,
- sam wilson,
- terezi pyrope,
- ✘ adella trevelyan,
- ✘ anders,
- ✘ arya stark,
- ✘ clementine,
- ✘ cullen rutherford,
- ✘ dave strider,
- ✘ dorian pavus,
- ✘ feferi peixes,
- ✘ garrett,
- ✘ gary epps,
- ✘ gritta,
- ✘ jack sparrow,
- ✘ joel,
- ✘ kieren walker,
- ✘ maxwell trevelyan,
- ✘ pietro maximoff (evo),
- ✘ rose lalonde,
- ✘ steve rogers,
- ✘ tiffany doggett,
- ✘ zed
Arena 14: A Grimm Age
The morning breaks to a familiar routine for most of you. Bright and early the Tributes are roused by their escorts and stylists, escorted from their rooms and to the waiting hovercraft. The flight takes them a few hours out from the Capitol and after landing they are escorted quickly into an underground complex to be prepped. Tributes will find to their dismay that their outfits are a little less practical and a little more costume this time around, the ratio of which depends entirely on the whims of their stylist. Peacekeepers will appear almost immediately after they've finished dressing to put them in the waiting launch tubes.
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They rise up from the ground and -- phew, what's that smell? The Tribute's look around them to see a full-on medieval village, constructed entirely from wood and thatch. There are empty pens that might have once held pigs and chickens attached to the houses and a well is visible down the street. What commands attention though is what's in the centre of the village square where the Tribute's are standing; a pyre built around a tall wooden stake. Those who look amongst the piles of twigs and wood will see the gleam of weapons, as well as backpacks containing survival supplies. This is your Cornucopia, Tributes.
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Anyone who tries to look further afield, over the roofs of the houses, will see the main feature of this arena looming above them. The castle stands tall and forbidding, a monstrous sized building of stone with flags bearing the emblem of the Capitol flying from its parapets. From here, if they squint, they can see the drawbridge is down and the portcullis is open. For now.
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A triumphant sounding of trumpets is what signals this arena's beginning and with it those Tribute's with powers may feel a sudden tingling in their bones, a rush of energy as those powers are restored to them. Any with constantly active abilities will find a light illuminates immediately over their head, signalling that something about this powered arena is going to be a little different from the last. For those who try to use their powers right off the bat... well, they'll be in for a nasty shock.
[[OOC: A mod reminder that this arena is designed to punish Tribute's for using powers. If your character will attempt to use powers at any time in week 1 of the arena it needs to be reported here to be RNG'd by the mods for chances of success or injury.
There will be a thread on Death Roll posts for subsequent weeks power usage to be reported.]]
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They rise up from the ground and -- phew, what's that smell? The Tribute's look around them to see a full-on medieval village, constructed entirely from wood and thatch. There are empty pens that might have once held pigs and chickens attached to the houses and a well is visible down the street. What commands attention though is what's in the centre of the village square where the Tribute's are standing; a pyre built around a tall wooden stake. Those who look amongst the piles of twigs and wood will see the gleam of weapons, as well as backpacks containing survival supplies. This is your Cornucopia, Tributes.
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Anyone who tries to look further afield, over the roofs of the houses, will see the main feature of this arena looming above them. The castle stands tall and forbidding, a monstrous sized building of stone with flags bearing the emblem of the Capitol flying from its parapets. From here, if they squint, they can see the drawbridge is down and the portcullis is open. For now.
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A triumphant sounding of trumpets is what signals this arena's beginning and with it those Tribute's with powers may feel a sudden tingling in their bones, a rush of energy as those powers are restored to them. Any with constantly active abilities will find a light illuminates immediately over their head, signalling that something about this powered arena is going to be a little different from the last. For those who try to use their powers right off the bat... well, they'll be in for a nasty shock.
[[OOC: A mod reminder that this arena is designed to punish Tribute's for using powers. If your character will attempt to use powers at any time in week 1 of the arena it needs to be reported here to be RNG'd by the mods for chances of success or injury.
There will be a thread on Death Roll posts for subsequent weeks power usage to be reported.]]
James Sunderland | Open!
The setting was painfully familiar, vintage compared to the hell he'd survived a few weeks ago. The desolation, the abandonment, everything reminded James of Silent Hill. Old habits and instincts die hard and the first thing Sunderland did was not to head into the Cornucopia but to look for anything he could use as a weapon. He kept his radio close, hoping for any sounds or creaks of monsters or the sort...what he didn't expect was to hear...voices. Voices he didn't recognize at all but they were there and they were real. But he held out hope, vainly of course, that one of them was her.
"Maybe you're here, Mary..."