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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.
revvinguptheharley: (Harley: Smolder pucker)

[personal profile] revvinguptheharley 2014-11-01 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ooo one of those look before you leap types? That's not nearly as fun." She giggled bringing her finger up to stroke under his chin before standing up straight once more.

"Harley Quinn, District Nine mentor, psychiatrist and all around bombshell blond." She added blowing him a kiss from her puckered black painted lips.
a_minute_younger: (I like where this is going)

[personal profile] a_minute_younger 2014-11-05 04:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Having regained his composure somewhat, Gary is more than happy to do his part in returning the gesture--gasping, running his fingers over his cheek where he imagined the blown kiss landed, clasping his hands to his chest with a look of utter rapture. "Gary Epps, professional stud. Self-proclaimed." A beat. "Honey, the only time I look before I leap is when I'm skydiving. That's the second date."
revvinguptheharley: (Harley: Taxi!)

[personal profile] revvinguptheharley 2014-11-06 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Only on the second date?" She snickered wickedly "What are you afraid of taking risks? That won't do with how we roll around these parts Mr. Epps. We're all about moving fast and having fun."

Also hyper violence but that was assumed wasn't it?
a_minute_younger: (*WONK*)

[personal profile] a_minute_younger 2014-11-06 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Gary Epps, blissfully unaware as always. "Never said what I'll do on the first date," he says with a wink. "Hell, I don't know what I'll do on the first date. That's the fun, isn't it?"
revvinguptheharley: (Harley: What's this crap?)

[personal profile] revvinguptheharley 2014-11-08 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
She squealed with delight.

"Ooo that could either mean that you've never been on a date, or you're just right crazy! Either way it's adorable!"

She scurried around him in a quick lap of skipping.

"A little arson, some breaking and entering, and of course grand theft auto. What first date is complete without a car chase? Some explosions." She sighed blissfully giving a spin as she arrived back in front of him.

"I miss those days. Now I'm stuck being a "Good girl" with these parties. I mean I get my kicks sure, but it's not like it was back home."
a_minute_younger: (I like where this is going)

[personal profile] a_minute_younger 2014-11-10 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hmm, nothing like a little bit of hyper-violence and felony charges for a first date," Gary sighs back. Harley is, of course, still kidding with him. She has to be. There's no way. "We can go out sometime, right? Still gotta be nice--those Peacekeepers aren't anything to sniff at, believe me--but that floating theme park though. Have you been?"
revvinguptheharley: (Harley: turning up my nose)

[personal profile] revvinguptheharley 2014-11-11 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well of course I've been!" Harley declares gleefully "Whattya take me for some stick in the mud? Just because some tributes around here forgot how amazing life can be just because they keep having horrible deaths doesn't mean I've gone boring too."

A good girl yes, but boring no. Never. She'd sooner die.

"I dunno about going out with you though, I typically reserve my dates for people who can do something for my tributes. It's my one job here after all so I try to do it well."
a_minute_younger: (huffy child)

[personal profile] a_minute_younger 2014-11-12 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Gary sticks his hands to his hips in a mock pout. "Well that's hardly fair! How am I supposed to know how to help your tributes if you won't tell me? Maybe I can do something for them."
revvinguptheharley: (Harley: Smolder pucker)

[personal profile] revvinguptheharley 2014-11-14 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Bingo~ She purred leaning forward and showing off just how low cut her outfit could go.

"Well now that's an easy one. In the arena you don't go after them. You help em out! I'll even point em out to you so you know who to respect. Do a good enough job and I'll even spring for dessert~"

The inflection she used on the word "Dessert" was enough to throw into question if she was talking about food or something more. Oh the joys of innuendo.
a_minute_younger: (huh)

[personal profile] a_minute_younger 2014-11-18 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Harley might be disappointed if she realized that Gary wasn't being serious in his offer--but then again, the fact that she's responded to the offer at all has him intrigued. Gary's eyebrow goes skyward and his mouth hangs slightly agape in a silent question, tapping his foot while he considers. His conclusion seems to dawn on him slowly; then, with a sudden, enthusiastic outburst:

"...Waaaait a minute. You want me to cheat!"
revvinguptheharley: (Harley: Tut tut tut)

[personal profile] revvinguptheharley 2014-11-18 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
A look of surprise flashed onto her features, then a silly grin. She straightened up laughing delightedly.

"Oh silly boy, it's not cheating! No where in the rules does it say you can't choose which tributes to attack and which tributes you form alliances with. And cross district alliances happen even more often these days then they did back during the "Classic Hunger Games" She explained.

"So rest your nobel head, there's no cheating here, just business that could become pleasure."
a_minute_younger: (huffy child)

[personal profile] a_minute_younger 2014-11-21 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
Gary dawns an expression of supreme disappointment. "Aw, man. And here I was thinking you wanted me to do, like, espionage or some shit," he sighs wistfully, shoulders sagging. "I guess this is still okay. District Nine, you said?"
revvinguptheharley: (Harleen: corrupt)

Wrapping up?

[personal profile] revvinguptheharley 2014-11-22 01:16 pm (UTC)(link)
She seemed caught off guard by that and burst out with laughter.

"Aren't you precious?" She cooed. "Well if you want to be a super sneaky spy I'm sure you'll get the chance. But for now let's see how helpful you are to District Nine and then we'll talk."

He had to be tested of course, but who knows? She could pass him along to the rebellion if he really was spy material.

This could be the start of something hilarious.