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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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Goddard help anyone who tried to stop him.
"Excuse me -- sorry, excuse me -- I'm sorry, please let me through," he mutters, winding around dancers as best he can. There's pain in his chest, and his hair is on end, and Carlos feels very, very much in danger right now. Part of the panic attack is a flight response -- he needs to get out of here.
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Or...maybe he's standing in the crowd now.
Right in front of where Carlos is running. Drink in hand.
Just...beaming.
"HI, CARLOS!"
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"I -- h-h-hello," he gasps out, taking a reflexive step back. Carlos feels trapped -- how did Kevin get there so fast? Is there actually anywhere Carlos can run?
For the moment, he tries to breathe, just breathe, and figure out what to do next.
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He stood there, cape hanging around him, eyes hollow behind the mask of his costume. In carriage and expression, he was the picture of enthusiasm.
"Great party, isn't it? It's great to see you again!"
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"I'm -- I'm sorry, but I have to go. I -- I can't stay here," he stammered, taking another step back, wishing the bumping, dancing crowd would swallow him up like a great sea serpent coiling around and then swallowing a wooden ship.
No, he didn't want to think about swallowing right now. It just reminded him that this man had literally consumed his flesh.
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"Oh, no! Are you not feeling well? Maybe we should go sit down for a minute? Maybe water would help."
The words were well-meaning, but that likely meant little to Carlos as Kevin advanced towards him with every step back that he stumbled.
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"You killed me," he gasped out.
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"Of course I did! That was our job in there, right? I was being professional and efficient. And you were so worried, I just had to get you out of there first!"
There was nothing slimy about his tone - he was being genuine, however fixed that grin might be.
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That -- had been a mercykill? A -- a preemptive mercykill?
In-out-in-out came his breaths as he tried to ignore the twitching in his scalp, tried not to look at Kevin's fingers, tried not to remember but to think, instead --
...it made a sort of sense, if you ignored the fact that it was an act of murder. The logic was twisted, but if Carlos twisted his point of view to match it, he could see where it lined up. Oh, god.
"--I think I do need to sit down," he said, holding a hand to the side of his head.
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His voice was still sunny, but it was...surprisingly gentle in this moment. Kind. It was always kind, mind you, but usually to unnerving degree. This time, it matched up with what he was doing, what he was saying - it made sense. For a second, Kevin was making sense.
He didn't offer his hand, but he did offer his elbow - probably for the better, given Carlos's (completely warranted) fear of his hands.
"Let's get you feeling better, huh?"