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Panem Events ([personal profile] etcircenses) wrote in [community profile] thearena2015-05-25 01:44 pm

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.]]
ruffntumblenut: (Biwildered is the word)

[personal profile] ruffntumblenut 2015-06-09 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
POW!

Stars explode in Ruffnut's vision causing her scalp to scream in pain. She feels a tooth come loose and the taste of blood floods her mouth.

Next thing she knows she's staring at the sky and vaguely wondering if it's too late to go back and start over for this arena. Maybe if she just goes to stand on the platform she came in on everyone else will do the same.

Clearly that strike knocked more then just her tooth loose.

Then just as suddenly she's being scooped up and dragged to her feet. Instinctively she starts throwing out pointy elbows in self defense not yet aware that it's an ally and not the guy who set her head on fire.
a_minute_younger: (uh)

assuming that Tom has left the fight - let me know otherwise!

[personal profile] a_minute_younger 2015-06-14 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Gary is not expecting to get attacked for this. Ruffnut's first elbow hits him square in the gut, which is more than enough to get him to slow down.

"Augh--hey!" Gary paws at Ruffnut's swinging arms as best he can while he's trying to drag her, that is, not very well. It's either from forward momentum or sheer stubbornness that he doesn't just drop her on the spot. "Not this again. Ruffnut, cut it out!"
ruffntumblenut: (does not approve)

[personal profile] ruffntumblenut 2015-06-15 09:25 am (UTC)(link)
Hearing her name and a familiar voice she managed to swallow down her anger and fighting instincts, stopping her flailing but keeping her arms up in case she decided to start hitting him again.

"What are you doing? We should go get that guy!" She protested feeling her scalp throbbing in pain.
a_minute_younger: (huh)

[personal profile] a_minute_younger 2015-06-19 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, good, she's coherent again. Now Gary decides it's a good time to let her go. She's hurt, it's gross and kind of worrying, but it's not like he knows how to fix that--or that he has time.

"Suit yourself!" he shrugs helplessly, already starting to jog away. Gary has reached the extent to which he's willing to help. "I'm getting my stuff and getting the hell out of here!"
ruffntumblenut: (~///~ What's the catch?)

[personal profile] ruffntumblenut 2015-06-20 11:59 am (UTC)(link)
Ruffnut hesitated and cast her gaze back in the direction of Tom who was already long gone before groaning.

"Thanks for helping me out or whatever." She shot at Gary in a sort of belabored way as if it actually hurt her somewhat to thank him for making sure her head didn't burn off. Gingerly she brought a hand up to touch at the still searing wound and winced at the pain.

Hopefully she'd be able to find a first aid kit...or some cold clean mud at least.