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

[frozenfractalsallaround]

Dwelling on the past was Elsa's biggest problem. It was almost impossible for her to not look back and think on how things could have been different. Hindsight was always 20/20 and usually painfully so. But still, having it pointed out to her like that? It was enough to make her realize it was a problem. No one had ever really done that before. "I... you're right. I only hope I can stop, one day."

Elsa found she didn't mind the chatter so much. Sometimes, it felt exhausting to listen to someone talk a lot. But Eponine had interesting views, and she couldn't help feeling sympathy for the life she lead before coming to the Capitol. By the time Eponine was finished with her rambling, Elsa was giggling quietly.

"I do like chocolate," she said with a nod. "Much more than I should, probably... Ah, but you know what? You might be surprised to find that even as a Queen, I'm not so used to such large banquet and delicious foods. I... actually preferred smaller meals, back home. We kept the staff small, you see. To avoid hurting anyone. Supper was always quiet for me."

[gardienne]

"Yeah? What did you eat? I bet you ate lovely foods though." Eponine loved to hear about food. Eat food, talk food, smell food, even cook food. She loved food.

"When we had supper, we'd all cram in. Nobody missed it when there were a bit to go round, Madame, so it weren't quiet. We'd have my Dad's gang more often than not as well, all crammed in, and sat on the bed so me and 'Zelma'd have to sit under the window where it were cold. But it was worth it to get a bit of whatever were going - bread I like, when it's tough enough to get your teeth stuck because it takes ages and ages to eat. Fills you up longer, you know? And sausages! I would go mad for sausages. We shared one, me and Azelma, before we lost the room. That were ages ago but I still remember because it were the best tasting sausage I have ever eaten, I was so hungry. But you know from the arena how that can be, no? That is the best thing for here, I think, all of the food. Though they say, 'Don't eat so much Eponine. The people like you skinny best.'"

Not that it stopped Eponine eating. She just didn't listen and was steadily putting on weight so she at least didn't look like a skeleton any more.