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Entry tags:
- cassandra marko,
- commander shepard,
- event: crowning,
- harley quinn,
- joan watson,
- matthew "punchy" o'connor,
- sigma klim,
- the grand highblood,
- the signless,
- wesker,
- wyatt earp,
- ✘ azula,
- ✘ brainiac 5,
- ✘ carlos the scientist,
- ✘ cecil palmer,
- ✘ courfeyrac,
- ✘ cuthbert allgood,
- ✘ dale "barbie" barbara,
- ✘ donatello,
- ✘ dr. holiday,
- ✘ elim garak,
- ✘ ellie,
- ✘ elsa,
- ✘ enjolras,
- ✘ eponine thenardier,
- ✘ felicity worthington,
- ✘ gabriel,
- ✘ garrus vakarian,
- ✘ guy crood,
- ✘ hanji zoe,
- ✘ hans,
- ✘ hawkeye pierce,
- ✘ ian chesterton,
- ✘ ian gallagher,
- ✘ jack frost,
- ✘ jesse pinkman,
- ✘ jessica wakefield,
- ✘ joel,
- ✘ kankri vantas,
- ✘ karkat vantas,
- ✘ katurian katurian,
- ✘ kevin,
- ✘ kili,
- ✘ lyle norg,
- ✘ marius pontmercy,
- ✘ max guevara,
- ✘ maximus,
- ✘ mindy macready,
- ✘ nasir,
- ✘ orc,
- ✘ pruna,
- ✘ rat,
- ✘ riley abel,
- ✘ sherlock holmes (bbc),
- ✘ sherlock holmes (cbs),
- ✘ shion,
- ✘ some ovmennet,
- ✘ starkiller,
- ✘ stephen reagan,
- ✘ susannah dean,
- ✘ the disciple,
- ✘ topher brink,
- ✘ velma kelly,
- ✘ venus dee milo
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.
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.
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"Sure - sure, another drink. Why not? And then, I suppose, you'll want a little video with me to show all of your friends. And perhaps my autograph? On a bit of wood, right? Because, haha, lumber."
She was definitely being sarcastic. As much as she wanted the fame - she had, after all, earned it - she hated playing up to these Capitol idiots.
"I suppose you've been a fan since I started sticking my axe into the Tributes in my arena, yeah? Not before then, though. I bet you were baying for my blood, like everyone else, weren't you?"
Crownings definitely brought a lot of her resentments to the surface.
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"I actually wasn't thinking any further than a drink," he said, laughing and shaking his head. Stephanus Reagan was way too deep in the Games and the group of people involved in them to care about autographs and videos, not when he could usually seek out and speak to anyone he wanted. "Here. I'll go get you one, and then you can decide if you want to talk to me."
He turned around and walked off the dance floor -- he would be back in under a minute with two drinks, looking for Johanna. If she'd disappeared completely, he'd give her up for lost, but if she was still on the dance floor, he'd find her. Stephen held the two brightly-colored drinks out. "What'll it be? Super strength or cryokinesis?"
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And she was curious as well - what sort of fan just wanted to give her a drink, rather than mither for videos and stuff. So she waited, albeit impatiently, tapping her foot, before pacing about the edge.
When Stephen reappeared, Johanna was over to him immediately, impatiently snatching the nearest drink out of his hand. She didn't know what cryokenesis was but she didn't care either. Rather, she just glared scornfully at Stephen, before saying witheringly,
"They don't actually give you powers." You could almost hear the implied 'idiot' dripping from her tongue.
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I'm so sorry hun - flu knocked me for six
Johanna simply raised an eyebrow, rather than her glass: she was, in fact, already drinking her beverage.
"I think that is a stupid idea." She snapped. "Can you imagine these idiots with super powers? They already think they're something. I'd like to stick my axe in every single one of their faces and see who's quivering then."
np np!
"Mmm, before we have superpowers, I assume," he said, mouth twisting in a half-smile. "I wouldn't like the idea either, if I were used to being the strongest person in the room."
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"I could take all of you, even with the super-powers." He better not doubt that she could. She was somewhat mollified by his admission that she was the strongest person in the room - not necessarily true, since Peeta was bound to be here, following that damned Katniss like the puppy he was. But she was admittedly, perhaps the most vicious.
"It might be a fair fight at least. Where's the fun if it's too easy?"
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"Ah, a fair fight," he said pensively, turning the drink in his hand to gaze at it. "So often they aren't. If a fair fight is really something you would welcome, Johanna Mason, then you are unique indeed." Stephen's tone was light, but there was something about it that was masked, difficult to read. It was not clear what Stephen's personal thoughts on fair fights were.