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thecapitol2014-10-10 08:11 pm
etcircenses) wrote in thecapitol2014-10-10 08:11 pm
Entry tags:
- aang,
- albert heinrich,
- black tom cassidy,
- cassandra marko,
- clara murphy,
- commander shepard,
- event: crowning,
- harley quinn,
- jet link,
- molotov cocktease,
- roland deschain,
- sam wilson,
- sigma klim,
- terezi pyrope,
- the grand highblood,
- the signless,
- ✘ alex murphy,
- ✘ aragorn,
- ✘ azula,
- ✘ bro strider,
- ✘ brock samson,
- ✘ bruce banner,
- ✘ bucky barnes (mcu),
- ✘ carlos the scientist,
- ✘ clementine,
- ✘ cyrus reagan,
- ✘ dale "barbie" barbara,
- ✘ dave strider,
- ✘ davesprite,
- ✘ gary epps,
- ✘ homura akemi,
- ✘ joel,
- ✘ jolie,
- ✘ justine 'locusta' florbelle,
- ✘ kankri vantas,
- ✘ kenny mccormick,
- ✘ korra,
- ✘ lyle norg,
- ✘ mindy macready,
- ✘ nasir,
- ✘ natasha romanoff (mcu),
- ✘ nico di angelo,
- ✘ nill,
- ✘ oswald mandus,
- ✘ pruna,
- ✘ raphael,
- ✘ ringabel,
- ✘ ruffnut thorston,
- ✘ sif,
- ✘ skye,
- ✘ sollux captor,
- ✘ stephanie rogers,
- ✘ stephen reagan,
- ✘ steve rogers,
- ✘ tess,
- ✘ thor odinson,
- ✘ tony stark,
- ✘ venus dee milo,
- ✘ zuko
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.
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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"Fuck you, I've been busy sewing these bullshit costume. I haven't seen daylight in a damn month." She lets out an exaggerated sigh, shoulders heaving to add to the dramatics of her reaction.
"Say no more." She smirks knowingly. Her opinion of both men isn't particularly high, they didn't catch her attention as much as her favourites. "Congratulations on being back into the world of multiple word sentences and highbrow humor." Is she being sarcastic? Who knows.
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Of course he's talking about his fashion mess, along with a few others, because while Tony's never had an eye for fashion, he at least can tell the difference between Fashion, poor taste, and just plain stupid.
"You know, I didn't think I'd miss polysyllabic sentences until getting out." He smirks easily. He hardly had a problem with talking to either Thor or Bucky, infact he was actively starting to like them a lot. But they way he talks and the way they both talk really wasn't at the same speed or pace.
If anything talking to Jolie makes him realise how much he enjoyed fast-paced banter than comes from being a socialite, even if half the things the socialites back in his world were anything but interesting to him.
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"Nothing like a few weeks back here to make you think about how much you can talk about shit that doesn't matter, right?" She winks, happy to make a jab at herself and her proud people. "So.." She starts, lilting her head to the side so her hair falls dramatically. "I hear you've been moving onto my territory, baby."
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"Uh. It's. Well they say symbolism." There's a pause. "I, have a thing about. My chest." despite looking a touch pale he's acting like he didn't jump away at all, even going so far as to move back to roughly where he was. "I'll even admit that talking shit that doesn't matter with you does end up being the most interesting." He gives an easy grin.
When it comes to the dramatic hair drop and the claim of territory, Tony just gives her a curious eyebrow and head tilt. He knows that Jolie went on a date with Steve, but Tony never cared enough to look into it further, so he doesn't even think of it.
"The only time I've sewn was to keep an electrified copper wire to a glove. I'm pretty sure your territory's safe."
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"I can tell. Guess they were going for the subtle look, huh?" She observes with a raised brow, making a note to ask him about it later when they're not about to have a semi-interesting conversation about something marginally more important.
When he makes his assumption she can't help snorting, waving him off when she does. "Not sewing you dense motherfucker- Steve! Don't think I don't see those googoo eyes, with lashes like those they're the least subtle thing about you." Said the pot to the kettle.
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He manages to recover easier than he thought, which he puts down to her doing nothing more than just raising an eyebrow at his reaction and moving on. So he sets a lazy smirk on his face as he poses his question, his own eyebrow raising when she snorts, of course at being called 'dense motherfucker' his other eyebrow slips up beside the other, looking more like he didn't expect the line more than actually being offended about it.
"Googoo eyes?" He blinks. "Okay, I don't, ah, 'googoo eye' anything. It's just not a thing. Or is this a jealous thing because he picked my natural single eyelashes over your what, double?"
He teases because really, he doesn't even know if this is a serious conversation or not. Internally though he is actually trying to figure out if he actually has been looking at Steve in a way that could look similar to googoo-eyes.
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"Have you looked in the mirror? Every look you make is googoo. It just intensifies around him, like you got a magnifying glass on 'em or something. I mean, I don't blame you but--" She stops babbling for a moment to catch the quip about the eyelashes and reaches out to clip Tony around the ear for it, cackling all the while. "Fuck you, bitch. Maybe you oughta start wearing doubles, he doesn't seem to mind 'em much. Hell, I'll even lend you a pair. You have my fucking blessing." She breathes out a laugh, clearly not too heartbroken. "So, who sticks it where?"
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Now it's Tony's turn to attempt to not look pissy as he's accused of always looking at the world through googoo eyes. Because really, there's nothing googoo about his eyes at all, they're just normal man eyes. At least compared so Steve and his deer eyes.
"I'm not going to wear doubles just because Steve 'doesn't mind them'. And if this is how you're getting because I'm with Steve I don't want yours they'll come with superglue or something."
He almost has the glass to his lips for another drink when he asks. He's not one to spit anything in surprise but he does lean away from the drink when he realises he's about to spill it.
"Who sticks-... There hasn't been any sticking anything anywhere." Tony comes out with a little defensively, mostly because there's no sexual interest at all between him and Steve. He does at least have the mind to add with a pout. "There's kids on both our floors, apparently that's awkward."
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"Beauty is pain." Her lips curl into a wicked little smile, but she's leaning in again to loop her arm around his shoulders when he leans away from his drink. She wants to put a hand on his chest, but she knows better, so she just squeezes his shoulders.
"Really? Oh honey." She coos, dripping condescension. "I could recommend a few nice places that do overnight stays. Like, y'know. My place." The cackle that follows the comment makes it hard to tell if she's being sincere. But of course she is. Alas, the curfew that would come in a few days knocks that idea out of the park.
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Well damn.
But he gets back on topic fast enough.
"Your place? Is this one of those you have to sit in the corner deals? Because I don't think I've ever gotten off to that."
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"The corner?" She almost sounds sincerely hurt. "I didn't say I had to be there at all, baby. But if you'd prefer it another way, I'm sure we could work something out." The way she punctuates that with a cackle and pulls away makes it hard to tell if it's sincere, but she follows it up with a small smile. "We'll do dinner." That isn't a question.
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He gives a played down shrug, playing humble when it comes to what is in his opinion an amazing ass. For a man his age anyway. But then he gives her something close to a friendly smile.
"But you know. That offer. It's kind of sweet really. Not really something I'd hear many people offer. So really, I'm pretty sure dinner is something I can certainly put in my diary. I'll even use ink, how does that sound?"
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"I'm all about sweet." And the haughty way she raises her nose really sells that point, but her smile is sincerely eager. "I'll keep in touch." She assures. "We won't let that ink go to waste, huh? Anyway, fuck off and go charm someone else, I'm busy." She shoos him with a joking air, leaving him to mingle if he chooses.
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Tony snorts she tells him to fuck off and charm others, because it's never been said like that to him before.
"Yes, Nanny." He grins back at her as he shoos himself into the crowd.