thecapitol | The Crowning of Tony Stark

Who| Everyone.
What| The Crowning of Tony Stark.
Where| The New Capitol Stark Expo!
When| Friday, late afternoon into the evening.
Notes| This event is mandatory for all Tributes to attend. Even if you do not tag in, your character will attend this party. Peacekeepers will be on high alert, so no funny business.
WARNINGS| Alcoholism / References to Alcoholism.

The Capitol might be known for its extravagance, but Stark Expos have never skimped on a show. Combining the two together could only be a recipe for the most wild indulgences. The center theater takes styling after a arc reactor, with glass ceiling and glowing blue lights set right within the metal and putting a glow to the sky. Lightshows go off on the main stage, the stark logo overhead and a massive screen displaying the Panem flag and Tony Stark's image just behind the dancing Ironettes. A circle plattform going off from the stage, clearly reserved for the guest of honor, features a design Panem's bird in red, gold, and glowing blue.

A globe is featured in the outside gardens, showing off a map of Panem, and the park is filled with artistic statues of destroyed Iron Man amror. But there's no quiet here, not with the fireworks going off all night and the consistent playing of music that is not but sounds an awful lot like that of Daft Punk, Eifel 65, ACDC, and one other song that breaks them up.

Various shows can be found about the gardens, including display models of some of Tony Stark's old weapons and Iron Man suits. Further along guests may find the Avengers display, featuring large portraits of the Avengers and their allies, large red x's going over greyed out portraits of those deemed dead, including Phill Coulson, Natasha Romanoff, and Thor. Along with these portraits can be found the Stark family tree, featuring the Victor Tony Stark and all his relations including apparent son Dave Strider, and Arya Stark, Ancestor of the Stark family, not to mention the great Howard Stark who's accomplishments (and tragic lack of care for Anthony) are lovingly illustrated. One such accomplishment being a "flying car" just a short walk over.

There's plenty for guests to do besides just ogle the brilliant sights however! A bar has been set up with a whole variety of drinking games available from Sink The Battleship and Drink Roulette to an extravagent variation of the classic game, Beer Pong, and an ongoing run of the Games with rules of drinking for each emotional scene, funny incident, or death. Those under the age of eighteen will be served fizzing juice or soda instead and can participate in junior versions of the very same games. All the cups are made from the finest glass with Tony Stark images over them. Avoxes are on scene to clean every spill and break of glass that might come.

A cave has been crafted of artificial and real material, designed to look like the Cave in which Tony Stark became a real hero, but with a twist; it's been made into a fun-for-all maze! Guests can attempt to navigate their way to the labyrinth and reach the core, avoiding those nasty pop-out rebels along the way. Those who make it to the fire-lit center may receive a limited edition "Tony Stark Heart" miniature arc reactor in a beautiful glass case.

An indoor sky diving station is also available, large enough that many guests may enter at once and still find it spacious. Here, guests can don Iron Man themed sky-diving suits and experience the sensation of flight, just as Tony Stark once did. Of course, the party doesn't start until the Victor comes in; he'll be appearing by Capitol-controlled suit to make his entrance at center stage. It is here that his Throne shall be raised up through the stage and his crown gifted to him. Following the official Crowning Ceremony will also come a speech from the Capitol's very own, Cyrus Reagan.

Tributes are dressed in formal wear with robotic accents. Such as a full mask or metal armor. Capitolites can be seen with Tony stark styled hair, bearing tattoos in his image, and even with surgically implanted lights, in honor of the new Victor. Available for purchase are handcrafted Tony Stark dolls, Iron Man action figures, and models of beloved robot-pet "Dum-E" in both small and life-sized. The Iron Man light gloves come completely free for all guests.

The Crowning ends off with a bang, as in the center of the sky, a massive "wormhole" opens up showing a vast darkness full of sinister creatures just on the other side, sure to inspire some screams from fans. Guests near to the Iron Man suit displays are asked by peacekeepers to step back-- far back-- but may be the first to witness the incredible scene of all those suits launching into the sky and exploding around and "in" the wormhole. The wormhole shifts to a message stating the show to have been brought to you by the Hunger Game's skilled Sky-Display Designers before going into advertising for the rest of the night as the party dies down.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Zed has spent his entire life ignoring sound advice designed to keep his glitter-loving self out of trouble. If someone mentioned not to bother the District 6 Mentor, Zed probably wasn't listening...or decided he didn't care. Either was a possibility with him.

"What, you don't like the lights?" He moves his hands, but that is apparently only to stick them in his own face to make sure they're still working. They are, and he is pleased.

Linden stiffens noticeably at the lad's movement, but they're withdrawing from his face, which is enough to lower his hackles at least a little bit.

"I don't," he says tersely. "They hurt my eyes. This whole Crowning hurts my eyes."

And he also has a whanging headache.

"Ah, that's a shame. All this shining!" He spreads his arms wide. "Kind of sad to not be able to take it all in..." And then there's a sudden scrutinizing look, and a weirdly intense one at that. "You haven't been kept in the darkness too, have you?"

So much shining, and it's already getting on Linden's last nerve. Could he bolt? Would that look unprofessional, suspicious, shameful? Does he care at this point?

The question is so sudden and bewildering that he has to do a double-take, which he immediately regrets. So much flashing. "What do you mean, 'kept in the darkness?" he asks, curiosity winning out over sheer annoyance.

"I mean kept in the darkness away from the light," Zed says simply, along with an unsaid obviously in there somewhere. He blinks one of his gloves back on for his own amusement. "No light, just a deep, deep darkness..."

He stares long and hard at the young man with his darker-than-dark District 6 eyes. It's actually a pretty good description of his childhood and his arena, not to mention all those days spent in his room with the curtains drawn to shield him from horrific hangover-induced headaches.

"Why are you asking me that?"

"Because you seem like someone who doesn't like the light. I can tell those things." There's a knowing grin with that. "Or you're not used to it." He's not used to it either, but he's treating it more like a novelty.

"Can you, now..."

Linden shakes his head, already absolutely fed up with this kid and his claims and pedestrian observations.

"Is it because I said, point-blank, that I don't like those lights or the aesthetic of this Crowning?" he asks dryly. "Because it's not like there's any middle ground between bright and dense barrage of light and none at all, or anything."

Linden would not be the first to get fed up with Zed, nor would he be the last. "It's all just light or just darkness." Zed shrugs theatrically. "People think there's middle ground, but I've found it to be an either-or thing." And he's an expert on such things. At least, he seems to think he is. "Lights are lights, man!"

"And just what evidence do you have to back up that claim?"

Linden's question is measured and soft, but absolutely dangerous, for those who can read such things. He wouldn't be surprised in the least if Zed actually can't.

"What, a lifetime of hanging around in the darkness isn't good enough?" Zed protested. "I gotta provide some sort of evidence?"

"At least some elaboration," is Linden's frosty reply as he pinches the bridge of his nose.

Zed spreads his arms wide. "I've seen enough darkness in my time that even when I can't see it on you or smell it on you, I can still kind of tell." He leans forward conspiratorially. "I just know a lot about the darkness."

Zed, no, this is not how normal people socialize at parties.

It is not how normal people socialize at parties, and even the fact that Linden is far from normal doesn't really save Zed from getting another long stare.

"I don't know what you're on about, but know that I'm trying pretty hard to care," he offers, making no effort to mask how very half-assed his attempt is.

"Hey, you started it, with not liking the lights." And there he goes, playing with his light up gloves again. So well-adjusted.

"I've a mind to finish it. I'll leave you to your antidote to darkness," Linden says with an eye-roll, turning to go. There are still small blessings in Panem, and one of them is that this guy is not his District's problem.

Zed seems to think that finding an antidote to darkness is hilarious for some reason, and he just laughs his head off as he goes off in search of someone more fun to ~~invade the personal space of~~ share the lights with.

The Crowning of Tony Stark

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/good place to end? :D

Yes! \o/