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Panem Events ([personal profile] etcircenses) wrote in [community profile] thecapitol2014-10-10 08:11 pm

The Crowning Of Clara Murphy

Who| Everyone.
What| The Crowning of Clara Murphy
Where| A refurbished former-medical building within Capitol. 
When| Starting from late afternoon, going into the evening and late night.
Warnings/Notes| Don't forget, peacekeepers are on high alert and will notice any rebellious activity or odd behaviour. 

The theme of the ceremony is corruption and dystopia, with a distinct nod to futuristic aspects and, of course, robots. The room is stark, clean, and foreboding, all done in metallics, crisp whites, and the occasional bit of robotics set up as art. It speaks as an unholy cross between a medical office, a military base, and an extremely well kept prison.

The ceremony is both a chance for Capitolites to have fun and be grateful for the grand and glorious Panem which in no way exemplifies any attributes of dystopia, while also working as a not so subtle reminder to the troublemakers out there of what can happen when things get out of line. Which they surely won't, with all the peacekeepers around.

Tributes are dressed in all manner of thing incorporating chains, rope, caution tape, muzzles, bars and cages, prison stripes, and uniform orange-- all things reminiscent of imprisonment and restriction. Some tributes may be made to look scuffed up, like cartoon-ish depictions of hardened thugs. There are a few references to robotics, and that of evil and corrupt military men and police officers, but all tributes will be marked by some manner of cuff or chain that clearly denotes them as “criminals”.

They’ll also be given a “prison number” that is actually indicative of their district association and an arbitrary letter next to it, for example, someone from district six will have 06 and the first letter of their name. It will be temporarily tattooed somewhere visible on their skin. It can be washed off but it will take more scrubbing than would be done in a single day, let alone a crowning.

The only exceptions to these rules, are those who have been brought to the winner’s table; all those who can be deemed as cyborgs, scientists, and of course, the victor herself. Her throne sits at the head of the table, a robotic contraption that appears almost as though it might encase her. For a crown, Clara has been given one that seems to bear resemblance to a white picket fence, which, when made into a crown, looks far sharper than the idyllic home setting it’s meant to represent.

Avoxes are all dressed as members of the corrupt Detroit military police. The uniforms are naturally given a more sinister edge. None of them are comfortable. All of them are serving “Detriotto” staple foods.

Around the crowning, flat hologram projections of hockey games can be seen. They show the games of a team called “The Rouge Wings” and alternate that with the less spectacular showings of what appears to be a young boy’s hockey team. Commercials fill the times between promoting the work of Capitol’s peacekeepers, showing appreciation for them on an individual level, encouraging obedience in citizens with pleasant clips of peacekeepers speaking to children, and suggesting recruitment in the truly good and noble of Panem. Capitolites may nod along to these as they giggle at the sight of decorative signs, that are most certainly from Clara’s lesser world, about obeying, consuming, and so on, to a less than favourable government. A few posters feature Clara Murphy’s face in four colour palettes, all humorous jabs at dystopia proclaiming; “MOTHER MURPHY IS WATCHING YOU”.

But hockey games are not the only things that can be seen on the projection screens; if tributes take the time to look, they may see their own face projected above in profile and facing forward views like that of mug shots. Though, how the capitol has managed to get these pictures may be entirely a mystery. Besides these mugshots, criminal records are displayed, listing crimes from “lied to their parents” to petty theft to murder. Whether these records are true or not may be up for much debate.

In the mean time, there are plenty of things for party go-ers to do, such as take part in the David For A Day egg and spoon race, in which tributes will all have a chance to dress up (with wigs and matching clothing of all sizes!) as the mysterious David, compete against others, and should they win, be dubbed David For A Day, winning themselves a banner they can wear and a spot at the victor table.

There is also an obstacle course available dubbed the "Clarence Boddicker Memorial Prison Funhouse" designed to look, you guessed it, like a prison. Fun for all ages and demeanours!

For those looking for retreat, there’s a small section cut away from it all, designed to be a pleasant backyard patio setting opened to a starry night sky and small surrounding garden, in stark contrast to the rest of the place. There’s a small area for dancing in, that can really only accommodate one couple at a time, but is nevertheless perfect for a romantic scene. Only two songs play over speakers here, one perfectly fitting, the other a little more jarring. It’s also here that party go-ers can get their picture taken with a life sized ED-209. Many more much smaller ED-209’s can be seen around and within the crowning party. As well as the occasional roomba, which fans of the last arena will surely get a chuckle out of.

As the crowning nears it’s end, those at the victor’s table will be given paintball guns filled up with red paint. They will be ordered to bring the criminals to justice! The criminals being all the other tributes. Those hit with paint will be made to wait within the Memorial Prison Funhouse until all the criminals are apprehended and forced to do their time! No one will be allowed to go back to the tribute tower until all the criminals are caught.
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[personal profile] aintyourdad 2014-10-19 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Outside the Zone? More than three spells danger. Hell, even inside the Zone, you get more'n a handful of people together in one place and the military gets suspicious," Joel says with a faint snort.

"Makes my skin itch, bein' around this kinda crowd all the time."
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[personal profile] smarterthanthem 2014-10-20 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Military. That's right, they still exist in Joel's world. "Why would they get suspicious of people having a party?" she frowns, "Though... it'd be the same for me at home as well, Walkers would be all over a big group of people."

To that Clementine can't say she feels the same, but she respects it being so for Joel. "There's a bit that's quieter over that way." she points out where a pretend porch has been set up.
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[personal profile] aintyourdad 2014-10-21 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
"There are no parties, but there are a lotta people who want to bring down the military," Joel says with a shrug. "Most Zones banned large gatherings, far as I know."

He just shrugs again. "If that's where you wanna go." Frankly, he's used to being this on edge. He nearly always is, it's just hiked up one more notch in such close quarters.
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[personal profile] smarterthanthem 2014-10-21 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why do people hate the military so much?" she hasn't ever actually asked this before, aside from a brief conversation with Ellie about them back in her first arena. "That sounds harsh."

Clem shakes her head at that, "I'm okay here, I thought you might like it better over there, that's all."
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[personal profile] aintyourdad 2014-10-22 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
He considers for a moment, then starts walking, keeping his pace leisurely, both so she can follow easily with her shorter stature and so he's not drawing attention to them as he moves in the direction of that semi-private porch area.

"It's called martial law," he says. "The military took over everything. If you live in the Zone, you have to follow every rule they lay out. They ration food, electricity and hot water, assign jobs, put us under curfew, tell us where we can and can't go. Sometimes - a lot of times - they take most things for themselves and leave everyone else wanting. If you speak up against it, they can take you away, make you disappear, or just shoot you in the street."
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[personal profile] smarterthanthem 2014-10-22 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"We don't have any military left, not that I know." Clementine follows after him, sipping her drink again as she walks and listening to what Joel has to say.

Some of it sounds pretty reasonable if they're trying to keep a safe place with limited resources, but the rest of it... as soon as he gets to the end she understands. "What's curfew mean?" Clem doesn't know that word. "That's crazy, how does that help anybody? People are supposed to work together to survive."
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[personal profile] aintyourdad 2014-10-24 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
"It's sorta like when your parents make you come home by a certain time every night, except where I come from, the military makes everyone stay inside after a certain time, no matter who they are," Joel explains carefully.

"They did it originally to keep order, when everything was fallin' apart and everyone was dyin'. But after a while, people in power would rather keep their power, or get more of it, than actually do good."
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[personal profile] smarterthanthem 2014-10-28 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"That doesn't make sense. If there's so few people left then they should do as much as they can to keep them alive, everyone should work together, not against each other." Clementine frowns. "When people fight it just makes things worse."

When people fought things fell apart, they made mistakes and people got killed, she'd seen it.
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[personal profile] aintyourdad 2014-10-28 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"People don't make a lot of sense, kiddo," Joel says quietly.
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[personal profile] smarterthanthem 2014-10-28 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I know." she says after a moment, staring at her feet before looking back up. "People like to argue, I think. It sure seems that way sometimes."
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[personal profile] aintyourdad 2014-10-29 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"They do," he admits. "And when there's not really enough to go around, that's when the killing starts." She knows. He knows she knows. There's no point trying to hide from her what is painfully obvious.
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[personal profile] smarterthanthem 2014-11-06 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"I've never understood why." and they always seemed to do it at the worst times as well and stress has something to do with it, "Maybe because they're afraid."

When someone had died, when they could be about to die, when they had no food, no water. All of those were situations where she could remember the adults of the group snapping at each other, fighting like that would somehow make things better. Clementine thought it had only ever made things worse.
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[personal profile] aintyourdad 2014-11-06 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Because most people, when push comes to shove, look out for their own interests. Even if group survival would help 'em in the long run," Joel says simply. He includes himself in that, too.
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[personal profile] smarterthanthem 2014-11-07 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"But not everybody's like that, right?" they'd reached the little hidden porch area by now and she stopped walking, fingers playing with the skirt of her dress. Clementine's trying to think back, she didn't think Lee had been like that. When it came down to it Lee had always put others before himself.

He'd always put Clementine before himself.
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[personal profile] aintyourdad 2014-11-08 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Everyone's got things they'll fight for. Things they'll die for," Joel says with a shrug. "If that's what you mean."
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[personal profile] smarterthanthem 2014-11-08 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think so." she says after a moment, turning his answer over in her head. When it came down to it what mattered was what was important to you, whether it was yourself or somebody else. "I guess I never thought that much about it before, people just seemed to do things."

Clementine was just along for the ride, frightened and trying to do her best and trusting the adults around her knew what they were doing, even as things got worse and worse.
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[personal profile] aintyourdad 2014-11-08 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"There's always a reason for it," Joel says. "Stayin' alive, keepin' your family safe, that's why people do what they do."

He's under no illusions about that - the vast majority of the people he's killed haven't been evil. They just wanted the same things as him, and it was either him or them.