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thecapitol2014-03-24 12:14 pm
etcircenses) wrote in thecapitol2014-03-24 12:14 pm
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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"Just stay with me, Marius. Surely you can spare a little time. I need someone to feel sorry for me." He shook his head, joke landing flat. Truthfully, he was in no mood to be playful. "We can return to our women belong too long. I would not keep you from your Cosette if it were not a serious matter."
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(The truth was, perhaps, that he ached to be of use. Ever since he came to the Capitol he had been told countless times that he was useless, and perhaps he was, but he wanted to believe that maybe, maybe that need not always be truth.)
His hand left the other's shoulder, but he turned so that his back rested against the wall right beside Courfeyrac. Again he was wordless, staring at the darkness opposite them, his emotions undulating from anger to compassion to sorrow, as he waited until his friend was ready to speak again.
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"It is strange, isn't it? I wanted to die before." The mind does unusual things in times of panic. Now, his mind had gone back to Paris. "I was ready and willing, and I'd made as much peace with it as I could. Freedom was worth dying for. It still is."
He swallowed hard, staring at Marius' blue tinted features in the darkness. He looked so strange, almost ghostly. It was vaguely unnerving in that way.
"There is no freedom to be found in this place. Therefore, there is nothing to motivate me to die." Except that his participation in the Arena spared his mistress and Max that same fate. "Even Enjolras is a slave here. He played their game and to what end? Now he has to watch us all. He must play witness and he can do nothing to spare us our suffering."
Just then, he recalled what Enjolras had told him just days before, about his idea to set Cosette free. Courfeyrac, studied Marius in the faint, distant light, exhaling sharply as he decided how to broach the subject. "Which would you prefer for your wife, Marius? Would you rather she were with you, that her fate was bound to yours? That you two would live and die together again and again without reprieve? Or would you go so that she might stay in the Capitol? Would you trust that she would be safe in this place without you to protect her? This is important, Marius. You must give me an answer."
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Where was the place he could take Cosette so that she could be free of all this suffering?
He was silent for a long while, staring at the shadows on the ground, before turning to Courfeyrac. "I do not think she is truly safe anywhere. But..."
Lesser evils, wasn't it? His eyes darted to one side but only for a second, and then he resumed eye contact. "But at least, if she were to stay in the Capitol, no longer would she suffer through deaths that do not befit her."
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He watched Marius' face closely, for any sign that his friend did not approve of the scheme.
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Marius's eyes grew large, partly because it surprised him that Enjolras still remembered their earlier conversation about freeing Cosette from the Capitol's chains. Releasing her from the games might not deliver her completely, but it was more preferable to nothing.
He gave Courfeyrac a firm, decided nod. "So long as he will care for her where I cannot, then I certainly allow it." He may not have had the most conflict-free relationship with Enjolras, but he was still one of the people in the Capitol that possessed Marius's indisputable trust. "It seems the only way to save her from the arenas."
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It seemed to be their lot, their destiny. It almost made him feel sick inside, to accept such a hideous fate. But he could never wish it upon anyone else. This tragic burden was his, and he had to accept it. "Until we can all join them, I will try to be brave."