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Panem Events ([personal profile] etcircenses) wrote in [community profile] thecapitol2014-03-24 12:14 pm

The Crowning of Mindy McReady

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.
sleeplessinalternia: (54 You're still a soldier in your mind)

[personal profile] sleeplessinalternia 2014-03-27 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Take his," Karkat advises. "I doubt there's any robot prosthetics in the fucking arena. And yeah. I know. I just..."

He worried for her. He didn't really want to say it because it might sound like he doubted her competence--and he didn't, she was one of the most competent people he knew--but he really fucking did not trust this whole stupid special mini-arena concept.
pythianjudgment: ([d] scent of despair)

[personal profile] pythianjudgment 2014-04-03 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
Terezi doesn't trust it much either, but she's not about to say as much. She can tell he's worried, and she doesn't want to add to that.

"There's no use in worrying about it. Whatever happens, it's going to happen. I'll deal with it as it comes." She pauses, then gives a little shrug. "If you're worried, maybe you shouldn't watch. Go do something else for a while. I'll be back before you know it."
sleeplessinalternia: (54 You're still a soldier in your mind)

[personal profile] sleeplessinalternia 2014-04-03 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
"No," he says, "I'm going to watch. There's enough people I know going in there that I can't not watch. You, Signless, Disciple, Iskierka, Bert's lusus, even stupid, annoying Doobie..."

He sighs. "Just... do what you think's best in there, I guess. I'm going to trust you know what you're doing."
Edited 2014-04-03 01:10 (UTC)
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[personal profile] pythianjudgment 2014-04-03 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Fine, suit yourself. Just don't worry about it."

She tries again. Another smile, another push of optimism in the face of what she knows is stark reality. She's going to have to die again before she gets back here.

"I know exactly what I'm doing. I'll be okay. No sweat."
sleeplessinalternia: (67 We'll go at it alone)

[personal profile] sleeplessinalternia 2014-04-21 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
She probably doesn't, he thinks. Nobody could, not with how stupid and pancracked and just plain fucking sadistic the Capitol humans are. But she probably won't admit it either.

"Okay," he says instead. "Good."