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Entry tags:
- aunamee,
- cassandra marko,
- event: crowning,
- wesker,
- wyatt earp,
- ✘ adel-makim-zalur,
- ✘ alex rider,
- ✘ ariadne,
- ✘ atticus bell,
- ✘ barbara gordon,
- ✘ baron bartlett,
- ✘ blaine anderson,
- ✘ bruce wayne,
- ✘ cinna,
- ✘ clint barton,
- ✘ daniel jackson,
- ✘ dr. grey,
- ✘ dr. holiday,
- ✘ draco malfoy,
- ✘ enjolras,
- ✘ gaila,
- ✘ howard bassem,
- ✘ ian chesterton,
- ✘ john watson,
- ✘ karis needleteeth,
- ✘ lady,
- ✘ lara croft,
- ✘ neffa a reyeth,
- ✘ parker,
- ✘ r,
- ✘ richard b. riddick,
- ✘ tony stark
The Victor is...
Who| EVERYONE. IC participation is mandatory (OOC is not, you may handwave)
What| Momoko's victory crowning
Where| The ball room
When| The Wednesday before the next arena.
Warnings/Notes| None atm.
The party was styled for Momoko.
The tables were covered in lace, delicate dishes and silverware, flowers that fell from vases covered in Victorian paintings. It was the most extravagant tea party to ever be thrown, with tiny, thin china cups and a too many tiny little finger foods being passed around to count. The ballroom has been styled in extravagant Baroque, as the Capitol was fairly liberal with their adaption of historical time periods.
The costumes were just as liberally chosen, from tall, powdered wigs holding birdcages with live birds, clearly hailing in the style of Marie Antoinette to regency gowns gathered under daringly (and occasionally outright) exposed busts to tight corsets and the skeletons of skirts exposed and decorated. A quarter played live music at one end of the room, before a wide dance floor.
At the head of the room there was a long table with a throne for Momoko, as elaborate as anything else in the room. And along the long table, group close to those who they seemed to enjoy, was a place for many of the Tributes, with a small place card that said "Special guest of The Capitol." This table was fed first, received drinks first, and was clearly favored.
Any Tributes not seated at the long table with their peers were dispersed among the the smaller table spread about the room, left to rub elbows with the guests invited from the Capitol, and the reporters covering the event. Security was, if anything, tighter than the last crowning.
These people have seats a the big kids table. You guys are free to decide who sits by who (And if three people sit by one person, don't worry too much about it) but they are, when possible set by their friends:
Atticus Bell
Draco Malfoy
Chibi-Usa
Dr. Grey
Adel
Tony Stark
Howard Bassem
Javert Neeshka
Vanessa Carlysle
Lindsey McDonald
R
Albert Wesker
K
Alpha
Diana
Katurian
Aunamee
Maximus
Blaine Anderson
Alex Rider
Glinda
Gaila
Parker
John Watson
Lottie LaBouff
What| Momoko's victory crowning
Where| The ball room
When| The Wednesday before the next arena.
Warnings/Notes| None atm.
The party was styled for Momoko.
The tables were covered in lace, delicate dishes and silverware, flowers that fell from vases covered in Victorian paintings. It was the most extravagant tea party to ever be thrown, with tiny, thin china cups and a too many tiny little finger foods being passed around to count. The ballroom has been styled in extravagant Baroque, as the Capitol was fairly liberal with their adaption of historical time periods.
The costumes were just as liberally chosen, from tall, powdered wigs holding birdcages with live birds, clearly hailing in the style of Marie Antoinette to regency gowns gathered under daringly (and occasionally outright) exposed busts to tight corsets and the skeletons of skirts exposed and decorated. A quarter played live music at one end of the room, before a wide dance floor.
At the head of the room there was a long table with a throne for Momoko, as elaborate as anything else in the room. And along the long table, group close to those who they seemed to enjoy, was a place for many of the Tributes, with a small place card that said "Special guest of The Capitol." This table was fed first, received drinks first, and was clearly favored.
Any Tributes not seated at the long table with their peers were dispersed among the the smaller table spread about the room, left to rub elbows with the guests invited from the Capitol, and the reporters covering the event. Security was, if anything, tighter than the last crowning.
These people have seats a the big kids table. You guys are free to decide who sits by who (And if three people sit by one person, don't worry too much about it) but they are, when possible set by their friends:
Atticus Bell
Draco Malfoy
Chibi-Usa
Dr. Grey
Adel
Tony Stark
Howard Bassem
Javert Neeshka
Vanessa Carlysle
Lindsey McDonald
R
Albert Wesker
K
Alpha
Diana
Katurian
Aunamee
Maximus
Blaine Anderson
Alex Rider
Glinda
Gaila
Parker
John Watson
Lottie LaBouff
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R shrugs. "I'll...try. Not...your type?"
Because De, that man is totally, totally strapping with a perfectly chiseled jaw. You could slice a jugular open with a jaw that sharp. It's pretty impressive. Probably waxes his chest too. Although knowing this is the Capitol, he's had all his body hair surgically removed.
R flops out a hand at De's direction. Lead on, dance partner.
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Maybe he'd be good looking with all the Capitol scrubbed off, but she wasn't going to trust one of those guys near her bed any time soon.
She took his hand, and took the lead easily enough, picking a slow shuffle. The music fit it, and she didn't think it was very fair to expect R to bust out any fancy dance moves.
"So it the hardware to stop the munchies?"
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It took him a long few seconds of shuffling around with two left dead feet and feeling distracted by her warm hand to realize “hardware” meant the muzzle.
“Never…stops,” R said. He clicked his teeth at De. “For…your…good. Not…mine."
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She eyed the gear. It looked sturdy enough, despite the bling. At least the Capitol seemed to take Zombie outbreaks seriously.
"I'm guessing the gear doesn't follow you into the arena?"
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"Don't...think so. No," R says, thinking about the last time. "Steer...clear."
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Hanging out with a zombie, even a particularly attentive one, still felt wrong outside the arena, but she was getting used to everything being backwards here anyway. But if she saw him inside...yeah, they wouldn't be friends.
"Will do. I dunno if you have an unfair advantage or disadvantage in there."
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He did mean it, even if it was more of a “Sorry” blanketing a lot of stuff: sorry if he bit De in the future, sorry he was reeking of his Escort’s perfume, sorry for that square-jawed guy still boggling her choice in dance partners.
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"Zombie gotta...zombie."
Except at home she'd be taking him out with a head shot. Even if he was a cool guy. Being cool didn't count for much when you ate brains.
This was raising a lot more of a moral dilema then she really wanted to deal with tonight.