The Crowning of Tony Stark

[etcircenses]

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.

Comments

[carnagecarnival]

Gamzee. His eyes close for a moment, letting that wound be run over just that little bit. Still in District five far as he knew, but timelines went on by without them, whether they was being there or not.

He doesn't expect this to go well. He's right not to have. He never doubted the brother's strife ability, that he could grow to be as ruthless as his ownself, but hearing it by way of new information is different.

He finds himself pinching the bridge of his nose. "HE BURNED YOU," The Initiate concludes. "Motherfucker up and saw the Vantas burn." He sighs heavily. He hopes that's not inspired by him somehow. He wouldn't be surprised if it was.

"AIN'T A HEADRESS IT'S..." He opts out of naming it as for how it doesn't really explain. Instead, he goes all to shake his head, just to show those dreads aren't going nowhere. Maybe he'd take them off otherwise. Not that he ain't kind of like them, but so as to avoided reminders of shit ain't none of them need.

"Stories behind all things like that ain't hardly ever are better," He points out.

[crabmunicator]

Karkat watches the shake of his dreads, neither reassured nor further bothered. "Don't care, it doesn't matter." It was less what they are than the certain colors combined in the moment. Right now they're harmless as fireflies.

But for all the Initiate makes his point, it's hard not to feel he's missing the actual weight behind. He sits a little straighter, and tries not to think on parallels to his ancestor as he prepares to go into things.

"It's about Terezi. I don't know how much she told you, but..." Normally he'd be hesitant to go into it, divulging her other life like some piece of gossip, but he can't well explain without the background. "She and Gamzee were kismesises on the meteor--and not good ones. She told me enough at the end of our trip on the meteor, but after that when we were in the new session, the one from the humans after their Scratch..."

God, it's such a convoluted mess. Even after going through it a few times, it's still such a pain to piece out.

"Basically there was a lot of chaotic stuff that went down. Someone messaged me about some trouble, Kanaya and I went to see, and... and we found them--her and Gamzee--they were on this collapsed thing across a lake of lava, covered in each other's blood..." The memory is still sharp and painful in his mind, making his teeth grit a moment before he can continue. "And I just couldn't allow it, you know? I couldn't. So I ran up and--I wanted to kill him for it, but he killed me first."

By the end he's not even looking at him.

[carnagecarnival]

Maybe he has missed the weight of it. He wouldn't be surprised. He's not really always good up at shit like this. Not only is he not Karkat's moirail, even ignoring their own strifes had, he looks Gamzee.

He sounds like Gamzee, does a ton like him. All what he is is further along. He's just reached his points before Gamzee and now this is his descendant catching up. As they're all so destined to be when they're named Makara.

He looks alarmed for briefest moment at the humans having scratched, thinking in fear what all of his friends human might be of that world and lost now. Other than that though, he it's more a dull cold settling in his gut. It's kind of... he wouldn't nice. But having illumination of most the situation once and for all helps some. Doesn't help him for the perfect handling of it, but still.

His breath catches only a little, hearing that they'd fucked each other up as all to be blood coated by another. His matesprit and his descendant. He does wish it were more surprising. He's seen enough glimpse by Terezi's end though. He remembers seeing Gamzee sweeps her younger, but shoved up against the wall and not understanding what she was so mad for. A slap in the face for her, he remembers, just as he does her face when she saw him coming down that way.

He can't blame Karkat choosing Terezi over Gamzee, though it does twist his gut for wondering; who would he choose?

"KNEW ABOUT HER BEING KISMESIS BY HIM. Knew it a sorts bad. TALKED ON IT, SHE AND ME. We and motherfucking us. WOULD HAVE TO BEING AS I'M WHO I AM." A clown. One of faith absolute and unyielding. That wasn't going to change for anybody. In turn he had to know not try on conversion tactics-- not that he would have on her. She'd made her stance on his business pretty damn clear from the get.

"... I don't know why..." He starts in a voice too small, "We all just seem to go that way. HIM AND ME. I don't know what did it in for him. DOESN'T REALLY MATTER MUCH, NOT AS BY YOU. Can't say motherfucking nothing really of apology since he ain't me. IT AIN'T GONNA CHANGE NOTHING." Not even if he manages to save Gamzee, keep him here, keep him from living that it won't stop no one else from having lived it, it's how it worked, he knew. "...None of us are going back. FAR AS I'M KNOWING, WE ALL GOT INTENTION TO STAY HERE. You lived through shit. BUT GOOD THING OF ALL THIS? We can keep living. CAN DO A LITTLE BETTER."

[crabmunicator]

If Initiate were to ever ask, Karkat would be fine explaining about the Scratch, about their plan, and where it got them. It's all distant now, and there's not much point in trying to keep it secret from the Capitol. They probably know anyhow.

But here and now he's more focused on the entangling of past feelings and relationships, how it all led to the violent end. It's strange, admitting this much to Gamzee's own ancestor, and it still feels weird to think of who the Initiate became. He might call him Makara, but it doesn't feel the same when the guy's maybe a sweep or so his elder.

"He got tangled up in his faith," he says, voice neither bearing judgement not softening the blow for him. "He dumped me for it, they got together, and I kept my hands out until it was too damn late."

He hasn't missed the rest, though, and it's not a foreign subject to him. He remembers talking to Nill in the space arena, and again once he came back from this one. He talked to Signless, who told him different things than he expected, but who helped just the same. And last to Dave, who went through his own doom in the same frame of time.

It takes a moment before he says, "I know." He sighs out heavy and looks up. "I've got nothing to go back to even I wanted to."

Here at least he stands up from his chair. "Where did you get this from? I'll take it back." And he motions that he might follow.

[carnagecarnival]

'They probably know' is how he tends to live these days. Aside from quiet rebellion, he figures it a given that his whole damn life story is and will always be on display. Spent sweeps alone to come here, then he couldn't get the fuck away from no one. Ironies.

But still, now doesn't feel the right time to ask about that. Maybe another time, who knew. Now was rather heavy up on its own. He didn't feel like trying to carry more weight tonight, or maybe in a long while.

"Faith don't cull motherfuckers," He says automatic. Because it doesn't. No following does, that's their own will. He's learnt that here, learnt it all from the Disciple and Signless, then turned as much so back at Signless.

But he doesn't argue otherwise. "SORRY TO HEAR ON IT ALL. But hey, from what at I hear, back there fucking sucks anyways. AIN'T LIKE WE NEED IT."

He rises up to his feet, following easy after. He points on the direction of the bars and all suchlike where the chairs are scattered about.

[crabmunicator]

Karkat gives him a look, one of someone who plainly doesn't care much for faith and doesn't really want to hear it. He doesn't argue, though; he's not in the mood for something he has no interest in budging on.

The Initiate continues and his look softens, but his mouth still stubbornly holds a frown.

"There were things back there I wanted to do." Taking hold of the chair, he starts off the way directed. "There were Lord English and Jack to defeat, and the whole issue of making another universe, and how to keep from extinction." There is the slightest edge as he says, "You don't know what it was like. It was still important, but I'm from the wrong timeline."

[carnagecarnival]

He expects that look. He pretends he doesn't see it. Better that way for the both of them cause he's no more to budge than Karkat.

"Naw, I don't know what all that's like, you're right." He's not a chosen one anymore. He's just a cast aside. A product of failures he can't even have recollection to. His one chance to serve his Messiahs means leaving everyone else. He knows he is a sinner.

"AIN'T KNOW SHIT ABOUT NO ENGLISH OR JACK. Ain't got concerns as for keeping from extinction seeing as I'm meant to go down with them all what's rest. I AIN'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE." He shoots Karkat a glance now. "But I do know what is to fail in what was meant duty. I DO GOT A LITTLE BIT OF MOTHERFUCKING KNOWINGS TO BE OF THINGS WANTED AS WHAT ARE ASH." C'mon Vantas, remains unsaid there.

[crabmunicator]

The Initiate's discretion does them both a world of good. With a pair like this, avoiding certain subjects is a necessity, and better that they both know when to do so.

"I'm not doubting that," he says as he drags the chair up to the bar and sets it square. He caught that tone. "But you will cut me a little slack if I'm still mourning what I don't have anymore, won't you?" His eyes sling back.

"You've had time to build up something here, longer than this version of me has known you. I only went and died a few weeks ago. I'm going to make something - I don't have any choice - but it's not going to happen all at once."

He motions again, if he'll follow, to step away from the bar and back the way they came.

"Come on. You wanted to look at that skydiving thing before I flipped out, didn't you?"

[carnagecarnival]

"Hey brother," He says, hands going up defensive. "AIN'T NOT NEVER SAID NO MOURNINGS COULD BE BEING HAD. You're the one what's picking up right along as all it ain't a thing, yo." Brother certainly seems to be taking it in well enough stride by his perceiving. Maybe he already hashed that shit out beforeways.

Maybe he just ain't prone to reactions ballistic as like his own self is in the worst of cases, despite the temper. He's not going to ask.

"I AIN'T DOUBT YOU'LL GET ABOUT IT. I don't know, get the sense it's not something what you couldn't up and do." He shrugs his shoulders.

Then grins wide, following after of course. "FUCK YEAH I DID. I ain't letting nobody stop me from that shit, had enough of these flight bound motherfuckers getting their brag on at to me."

[crabmunicator]

"Then pardon me for not broadcasting it," he returns, and his eyes roll.

But he does have a base here to make it easier. There's Nill and the Signless, whom he spoke to first, and who have made friendships and supports for him he wouldn't have had otherwise. There's Dave, who after the harrowing wait for his return reported that he'd met a similar end. While not glad for that, the understanding made it lighter to bear. Besides, he's his best friend; he'd rather not be parted from him.

That's the only interjection he gives, though. With Initiate eagerly taking up the change in subject, Karkat moves right along, even letting his face pick into something more positive.

"God, you don't know the half of it. Back in Sgrub literally everyone but me got to fly at some point. Everyone, eleven assholes, all ready to tongue their own nooks about how great it is, how fun it is to give the finger to gravity, just hurry and wake up, Vantas!" He tosses his hands up. "Sorry I was too busy leading to sleep! Excuse me if I've got important quest shit to do instead of alchemizing a rocket pack! Go shoot yourselves into the Furthest Ring, why don't you?"

Huff.

He motions at the station they're nearing. "Do you reckon it will be anything like the real thing?"

[carnagecarnival]

He lets the motherfucker blow whatever how air he's wanting. Seems to suit the younger Vantas best as for how he got about the wicked shit. It's almost funny when all the brother really gets on going. He can sit by and just listen without a word, like he might have in the very very early days of knowing Kankri, only with more amusement for the bite, fight, and ire.

He can't say he'd been much all aware of flight being a thing up in the game so rarely spoken of. It's surprising, but only a little. Seems as them motherfuckers got on about doing a whole lot of shit miraculous. He doesn't pretend to know how it all works, but he wonders if his other didn't get a chance to fly too.

When Karkat finishes off, he finds himself pausing for a bit. He stares it all down, wondering the same of what Karkat's asked aloud.

"WASN'T MADE ON FOR FLIGHT. Was made all for land most and a little bit of sea," He muses. "AIN'T GOT A DAMN CLUE FOR IT'S MAKING TO BE." He shrugs and turns a lopsided grin on the Vantas. "But we ain't going at to find out nothing none standing here now are we?"

He laughs, and while careful not to walk backwards this time, he angles himself just enough to see if the motherfucker's going to follow him in.

[crabmunicator]

Karkat lets out a soft breath, a lighter sigh than the huff of before. He'll follow, yeah, and he falls into step as Initiate looks back at him.

"I am as land as land gets. I fell off the bottom of the chart into a pit in the ground, and it is only sheer bugfuck determination that has made me climb out and swing the middle prongs around to any nookwipe who would sooner see me buried in it." He looks proud of it, and he is. It takes a special kind of determination to fight back against that spot in life, and while part was just hiding his blood, it took dedication and ambition to get himself the respect and leadership he's claimed across his life.

"I didn't get any cool powers for it, either. Those psionics? Special communion crap? Not one. Not even in Sgrub. I still don't know what a Knight of Blood does," he complains, walking alongside him now. "But you get the fancy indigo shit. You're cheating, you know that? Cheating."

They should be at the line for the sky diving rig soon enough, but Karkat is Karkat: he's always gotta complain.

[carnagecarnival]

He's nodding along. It's a thing to be prideful for. It's what he used to believe in too, fighting one's way up to survival, victory, some god forsaken worth. He could never respect the seadwellers for how he thought shit handed to them. He can start to respect Kerkat, imagining someone low as Kankri without no jadeblood defender.

He barks a laugh. He can't help himself when he hears that.

"YOU GOT ANY DAMN IDEA HOW ALL MANY MOTHERFUCKING TIMES THAT'S GONE ON SAID TO THE LIKES OF ME AND ALL INDIGOS ALIKE TO BE?" He poses to Karkat, all hypothetical. Smirking. "But let me ask you, brother. IF YOU HAD IT, WOULD YOU NOT UP AND MAKE FOR MOTHERFUCKING USE? Course you would. EVERYONE WHAT'S TO BE MAKING OF DIFFERENCEWISE IS A MOTHERFUCKING FALSETONGUE." A little more soberly he adds, "'Sides, everything comes at price."

He settles right in line, oddly at ease considering his company. He feels pretty damn alright, even with the downer news, and it shows on him.

"MAYBE YOU COULD MAKE ON OF GUESSES, SEE WHAT ALL COMES CLOSE. You know at any other knights? YOU GOT SIGNLESS UP AS TO TELL WHAT ALL THAT BLOOD NOISE BE FOR SEERING. He's being all tied up with that other Kankri and all. I AIN'T FUCKING KNOW. Doesn't much matter for climbing out of holes initial now all does it?" He throws a grin at Karkat, some small silent manner of, I know how shit being is, looks like we got something in common.