thecapitol | Slumber Party

Who| All adult Tributes
What| Slumber party fun times!
Where| The common room
When| during the Chilren's arena
Warnings/Notes| For those who earn tickets, please see this thread to post who they send them too.

The Tributes are told to arrive back at the Tower by 4 o'Clock. Anyone not there by 5 will in fact find themselves nudged home by their friendly, neighborhood peace keepers.

Everyone finds a set of P.J.s on their bed, and although there isn't any particular theme to them, none of them fall under normal, and all lean towards the children's side of things. Footsie P.J's, knee length plaids in bright pink, polyester frilly princess night gowns. And although the night isn't saturated in it, pink and purple are solidly the color code of the night.

Once everyone had been dressed, even if it is by force, they are all hearded down to the common room, which has been decked out. Pillows are everywhere, and large chunks of the floor have been changed into giant beds. The whole room is geared just slightly larger, to give the tributes the subtle but inescapable feeling that they are smaller. Gauzy curtains separate areas of the room by activity, but most furniture has been removed, sans a few scant pieces left for party purposes. Each Tribute is passed over a bag, blues for the boys and pinks for the girls. Within are a selections of goodies-face masques, a small personalized blanket with their face printed on it, and a check list of the activities. For every activity completed you get 5 tickets to send to any kid in the arena, and for completing them all you get a 20 point bonus.

On one huge wall, the Children's arena is broadcast across the whole wall. No matter where you may be in the room, you can see this wall, and the majority of the pillows are gathered around to watch it. An avox near the side of the wall will take any earned tickets and get them to the Tribute of choice in the arena, who will receive it with their next ticketed activity. Directly across from it is a huge table, dripping with every variety of junk food. Pizza's are piled high, and whenever the pile runs low a "delivery" avox will bring more. Chips, soda, cookies, and even more hand made variety of junk food like buckeyes and pigs in a blanket are spread across the table. And there is always an avox near by to "spike" your pop.

Pillow Fight: A padded arena for two is set up, with pillow armor and stuffed weapons.

Make Overs: A small salon is set up, full of ridiculous supplies like wigs, tattoo stencils, and rainbow make up. Nothing is neutral here. There are no stylists however, just lots of their toys for the Tributes to play with.

Fashion Show: After your make over you can walk over to the dressing room, full of things that are all over sized. Shoes, dressed, boas, all made sized up as if the Tributes were children themselves. You must walk the fashion run way to get points.

Video Games: A whole gaming area is set up. However the only game is a fighting game programmed with all the Children Tributes as characters.

Cup Cake Decorating: Just about everything is here to decorate, including decadent things such as live flowers and real gems. Everyone is told they must submit a cupcake for judging, the winner gets 20 extra tickets.

Spin the Bottle: Much like the traditional game, except the bottle is full. Take a swig of whatever is in the bottle before you drink, and it makes you feel much better about having to play spin the bottle after just one shot.

Seven Minutes in Heaven: Two participants are chosen at random throughout the party and hurried into a large closet for 7 minutes "alone," which anyone outside the closet can see on the monitors on the wall behind the closet. Which your character may or may not have seen before being rushed in.

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Brock just keeps standing there. Well, now he folds his arms. But he's still standing there.

He also leans down a little, voice lowering. "Make me."

She glares at him, fingers flexing dangerously even though her arms are still locked around her biggest pillow.

"You looking for a broken nose, Samson?"

Conversely, Brock returns her glare with a mean little grin, bent slightly at the waist.

"I don't think it's that kind of party, Cocktease."

"It's always that kind of party," she shoots back, grabbing a pillowcase slightly off to the side. From the way it sits when she lifts it, there's a distinct possibility that she has a couple of cans of soda in there.

Brock is about to say something really snappy and Joss Whedon-y in return, but then he glances over at what she's holding.

"Why would you do that."

She arches her brow but keeps her grip on the pillowcase.

"I wasn't about to let anyone steal my seat just because I was thirsty."

Well, now he doesn't know if he even wants to play anymore. That just seems unfair.

"You cheat."

"You're the one who wants a fight."

It's said with a shrug. She's given him fair enough warning -- she's not giving up her cushions.

But he needs them... for the fort...

Why is she so selfish, it's insane. Brock stands up straight again, arms folded.

"I just want the pillows. Go fight with somebody else."

"Go get the pillows from someone else!" She's actually a little outraged by how ridiculous he's being. Why does he need her pillows? It isn't like she has thirty or something.

It can't be more than twenty, at most.

She's just lying on the pillows, it's not like she's even doing anything with them. Brock is being constructive and therefore his pillow need takes precedence. Obviously.

"Nobody else has like fifty of them," he answers. "What, do you want to trade? I got, like..."

He starts digging in the kangaroo pouch of this dumb onesie. "Like two packs of candy cigarettes and a half a box of pocky. Like off-brand pocky."

"I'll give you one pillow for all it," she says casually, looking at her nails. She doesn't want any of that shit, but she does want him to know that she's the winner here. And the best way to do that is to prove he's not worthy of more than one pillow.

It's nice that Molotov doesn't comment on why the off-brand pocky is half-empty. Brock likes pocky.

Brock makes a face, but holds the candy out, though he will snatch it back if she goes to reach for it because he has terms. "But not one of the little ones."

"You can have this one," she counters, holding out a decorative pillow shaped like a flower. It's not small, but it's also not that big. It is very pink. Super pink.

She holds it out at the same time she holds out her hand for his items.

Brock stares at the pillow, unsure if he should be more offended or angry, and slowly lowers his hand down to his side, clutching the candy.

"What the hell. No. Give me a normal one."

"It's a perfectly good pillow." Molotov is defensive about it. "What do you care, you're just burying it in a bunch of other pillows anyway? Take it or leave it, Samson."

"If it's so great, then you keep it and gimme a plain one."

He makes a vaguely threatening gesture with his fistful of candy.

"You'll take what I give you, or you'll get nothing at all!" she snaps, and yanks back the pillow, holding it to herself.

Wow. Brock stands up straight, a little surprised by her reaction, and casts a furtive glance around. Is anybody watching them...

"Calm down."

She only glares. "You're the one who's being difficult! This could have been over and done with ages ago."

You're making a scene tho, Molotov. Brock is still looking around like he's maybe a little freaked out.

"Just give me a regular pillow."

Because he's an insane pillow thief, that's why! And it's hardly a scene.

"Fuck off."

It's about the sceniest thing there is.

"No. Give it to me," he says, thrusting his hand out.

She... throws the flower pillow at him. Really hard.

Ordinarily, Brock would be able to dodge such a thing -- it's not a very large pillow. But he is standing literally in front of her, and has nowhere to go. It's not that small; not like dodging the pizza she threw earlier.

So, he gets smacked right in the face. Maybe catches a zipper in the eye. "Jesus!"

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