The Crowning of Mindy McReady

[etcircenses]

Who| Everyone who's anyone.
What| The Crowning.
Where| A warehouse on the edge of town.
When| Starting from early evening till late into the night.
Warnings/Notes| Be sure to check the linked thread for plot purposes, even if you don't tag into it.

The party is brightly colored.

The theme, subtly, is super heroes. Boldly paints city scapes are splattered across the walls, and hallways are made to look like dingy, potentially crime ridden alleys. From the upper walkways of the warehouse, party goers can get hooked into harnesses and swing out over the dance floor. Above them, tributes and VIPS can find themselves on a clear plastic dance floor levitated above everything, looking like they're hanging in air.

Masks are passed out in plenty, and capes are easy to find, while brightly colored drinks themed around super powers are plentiful. None of them actually work, but many of the Capitol people are happy to pretend, mocking super strength or invisibility with each new beverage.

Under the dance floor a catacomb of tunnels and rooms full of obstacles is splashed with black light receptive colors. Party goers are given vests and laser guns, marked green for villains and red for heros, and set loose to hunt each other in the laser tags playground. The screens in the dance floor keep a running tally of which side is winning, displaying the players on the screens around the room, along with clips from the arenas.

About half way through the night, everyone is gathered to the main stage for a special announcement.

Comments

Re: Sigma Klim - OTA

[carnagecarnival]

"CHARACTERS? Villains? IS THAT WHAT ALL THIS BE?" He looks himself over. Such strange plays these motherfuckers had. He laughs a little. He's not at all surprised they chose him to be a villain.

He sits down on Sigma's word. He peers at him. "Now why all would such a motherfucker you describe be named villain? LEST HE WAS A TRAITOR, SEEMS FOOLISH IF ALL HE DOES FOR THE BETTER." He grins and shakes his head. "Asides the fuck aside, how all have you been, brother?"

Re: Sigma Klim - OTA

[futilecycle]

Sigma smirks, finding himself somehow reassured by the Initiate. Was this what he had wanted all along in choosing this character? Validation? "He does act against his teammates when they disagree with him. But in the end when he succeeds, their 'leader' decides it was the right thing to have done, after all. So I suppose it is all a matter of perspective."

Moving on, Sigma seems hesitant to answer. His expression clouds over with disappointment, a sting he's been trying to drink away since he arrived. "...Not too well," he reveals honestly. "I am not sure if I ever told you, but Eponine and I were quite close. However, she's been angry with me," he says heavily. "I am not sure if it is something that can be repaired. It has set me in poor spirits." He tries to smile at the Initiate. "...What about you?"

Re: Sigma Klim - OTA

[carnagecarnival]

"SISTER EPONINE?" He knows that girl. He liked her, even if all she liked to stubbornly question his miracles. He rubs at his neck, not really sure what to suggest. "He ain't never repaired no sort of relationship in his motherfucking life up of his own. THE FUCK DOES IT ALL EVEN WORK HE AIN'T GOT A KNOW. Miracles." He shrugs helplessly.

"PERHAPS A MIRACLE WILL MAKE ALL TO COME FOR YOU ON THAT. A brother could have faith all at for that," He says. He looks down at his hands. "NOT A CULL TO NAME IN ARENA BEFORE DEATH CLAIMED. Digits be all getting at for a mad motherfucking twitch." He frowns. Then shakes them out. He has a moirail at least to keep his head clear. Speaking of... "HE FILLED THREE OF FOUR MOTHERFUCKING QUADRANTS NOW, FANCY THE FUCK THAT. Moirail, Kismesis, Auspistice pair. WHO WOULD ALL HAVE THOUGHT THE DEATH GAMES COULD MAKE AT TO BE SO DAMN ROMANTIC AS SUCH?" He says wryly, rolling his eyes. What else was there to tell, oh right, "I let a cultist live what all I hated whom made near in part to undo laws of my world what all I worked at for." He has about two sleepers for their side to come around which he needs to be keeping an eye on, and, "I HAVE NO MOTHERFUCKING IDEA WHAT ALL I'M LIKE TO BE DOING."

He would never say that last bit. To anyone, he's sure. And yet he does to Sigma, further making it true.

Re: Sigma Klim - OTA

[futilecycle]

Though he is still uncomfortable holding public conversations, Sigma feels at ease to speak with the Initiate, and makes sure to communicate that he is listening carefully despite his tipsiness. A smile spreads across his face at the boy's sympathies. Sigma had first thought the Initiate insensitive through his bloodlust - he could not have been more wrong. "Thank you. I hope so."

But then there's an entire chunk of conversation that goes beyond his head and Sigma's confusion is evident. He decides to comment on the end of the Initiate's thought first. The Doctor has never been one to condone violence, but like the Initiate, Sigma's life was steeped in it nonetheless. It would be true hypocrisy to tell the Initiate he is proud for him for the lack of bloodshed (as, admittedly, he is), and so his praise takes another form. "Regardless, your restraint is exceedingly admirable, Initiate. It takes great strength to go against one's own nature. It must be very difficult." His tone slowly drops from praise to an understanding empathy. Sigma had to deny everything that made him who he was for 45 years of his own life.

"But first, you may have to slow down," Sigma continues with a laugh, "For I became lost around the 'Quadrant' part. Would you mind explaining what you mean?" He wasn't so awkward that he could not recognize common turns of phrase from other humans- but trolls, he suspected, were another case entirely. If he was going to befriend them, he should make an effort to understand them.

Re: Sigma Klim - OTA

[carnagecarnival]

He wouldn't have thought anything could make not killing even slightly worth it, but Sigma's praise and the smile he offers unexpectedly lifts him high. His shoulders straighten back just that little bit. He clenches his hands tight to hide their tremble of the want to tear.

But naturally he is abashed when asked to slow.

"He has faith for such," The Initiate says to the first. "TIME IT IS LIKELY JUST TO BE AT A MATTER OF." If Eponine couldn't see the worth enough to come around, he'd be surprised. But either way, with some of the energy off his embarrassment, it allows him to ease into his explanation. "Trolls have at for four kinds of romance we up and do, quadrants. ONE WHAT ALL BE LIKE YOURS, THAT'S MATESPRITSHIP. But for us there be also Moiraillegiance, Kismesitude, and an Auspistice." He's not sure how to begin explaining that. He imagines it to feel a bit like trying to explain sight to one what was born blind. It seems strange that humans would just... not have the other three. He can't imagine how all they get by.

"YOU'VE MET THIS BROTHER'S MOIRAIL," He says. "You watched over him for me." His voice is all gratitude, more so than it had been. "YOUR MOIRAIL BE THE ONE WHAT ALL KEEPS YOU SANE. They calm what all ires raise as a balancer, keep you safe from within, and in turn you keep them safe without. A CARETAKER. A protector. YOUR MOIRAIL IS MEANT ALL TO BE A SOULMATE AND I KNOW THIS TO BE TRUE. Mine has found me through lives he has, even for my sins, and I owe him everything." His adoration and fondness is palpable. And then suddenly his expression shifts.

"KISMESIS BE THAT ONE WHAT ALL YOU HATE SO MUCH THEY CAN ONLY BE YOURS. They are your fated rival, the one what all you strive endless to defeat and cannot be the fuck without. WHAT ALL YOU SEEK TO BRING DOWN AND THEY LIKEWISE SO ALL THE STRONGER ONE BECOMES. Shepard is her name. KNOW OF HER, DON'T YOU?" He pauses only shortly on his question, before he continues, with a strange combination of contempt and enrapture. "She is a black swallowing hole. SHE IS THE END OF MIRTH AND JOY. She is lit up red inside like a sick motherfucking volcano. SHE'S GOT AN ENDLESS FUCKING NERVE TO TURN ALL OVER AND I SO HOPE TO SEE THE DAY WHERE ALL SHE GETS TO THE LAST OF AT AS I WILL THROW A GODDAMN CEREMONY AT FOR SUCH EVENT."

He breathes deep, refocuses and moves along. "My ashmate you've met. TEREZI PYROPE. She... she asked last arena to act Auspistice between my own self and the Signless." The last name grinds out with hate completely different from the one held for Shepard, an entirely bitter hate, and the name comes too with a little shame. He still detests the idea of having him in a quadrant but-- "SHE FOUND ALL SHE DID. I made deal with her and apparently he did too. AS HER DUTY, SHE IS TO KEEP OUR SIDES FROM STRIFE, FURTHER DESCENT, AND DEATH. In return, we give her our trust absolute. SHE IS ALSO TO BE A BALANCER, BUT OF DIFFERENT SORT, ONE WHAT BE BETWEEN AT OUR TWO PARTIES. He and I despise each other, but in her we are to have faith, and through all such as middle leaf she keeps the balance."

He looks up at Sigma, hopeful that maybe he understands even a little. Romance was such a complicated thing.

Re: Sigma Klim - OTA

[futilecycle]

The way Initiate composes himself reminds him of the days Kyle worked as an assistant in his laboratory. It's as if the Doctor has just complimented the boy on his technique and it made Sigma swell with pride to find the Initiate perceptive of his praise.

Sigma listens carefully to his explanation, as attentive as a student. He is in no way humiliated to be taught something he is ignorant of, as many scientists of his caliber would be. He nods as he makes sense of quadrants, confident he is getting a very gracious introduction into troll culture few other humans are offered.

"I understand. I would say to you that even humans have such feelings, but we are too stubborn to admit to them or even accept them for ourselves. More often, we deny it," he chuckles. "We pretend to be civilized and to be empathetic but I would disagree to an extent. For instance, the one you call 'Moraillegiance' would be seen as a shameful relationship to have and would best be left unsaid between friends, should the other person mistake it for romantic affection and ruin the bond. I am refreshed to see that trolls have a much firmer grasp on their relationships. Thank you for your insight."

He tries to hide a smile as not to pass judgement. "I did not know you possessed such strong feelings for Shepard." He supposes individuals of their personalities would not get along so easy. "I shall keep it in mind in the future."

Re: Sigma Klim - OTA

[carnagecarnival]

A firmer grasp on relationships. The Initiate could laugh. He doesn't. On one hand it felt true, but then he looked at how his species fumbled and how all he felt like he felt half the time with all this, and it seemed so much more the opposite.

Well, at least Moiraillegiace wasn't seen as shameful. Only assholes thought Moiraillegiance to be a step unto Matespritship. Or Kismesitude.

"ASKED A HERETICAL SISTER OUT SOME TIME BACK." He looks smug. "Knocked soda in her food. T'WAS A BEAUTIFUL HAPPENSTANCE," He says. "I'm going to put ballad to her blasphemy. ONLY MATTER OF WHEN."

He ponders it over. "Maybe a brother can make at to do the same for his Eponine. ONLY LIKE TO BE OF THE..." He waves his hand, "APOLOGETIC SORT OR WHAT BE OF IT."