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thecapitol2015-08-01 03:47 pm
expurge) wrote in thecapitol2015-08-01 03:47 pm
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Who| The Batter, OTA
What| Roller coasters? Nah, Duck Hunt and Pong.
Where| in the Capitol, exploring the carnivale and arcade.
When| July 30th
Warnings/Notes| TBA, nothing of note yet.
This isn't exactly what he had in mind. He supposes there's only so much training and exercise one can do over the course of a few days, and he still hasn't managed to change his preference from blunt instruments to something a little more efficient - a blade, perhaps, something sharp for a quick and efficient end. But practice is practice, and when the time comes, he's more than prepared for the task.
The world here is strange, but he's accustomed to it. The rules are different, but he will abide by them. It is not his place to question, to have cause for concern, he simply follows and does as higher authority commands. He can sense the darkness, the impurities tarnishing a once great land, and if it is his duty to cleanse it and prove his worth in the arenas, he considers it an honour.
But the arcade and carnivale is a little more than unexpected. It somehow reminds him of home, as he walks along the pier and watches the roller coasters zoom by. He almost wants to go wait in line for it. But that would be ridiculous.
He's in the arcade now, a plastic, bright orange handgun in his hand and a pixelated brown dog congratulating him on his kill - the Batter has never seen real purple ducks, but it's a possibility in this world. The game isn't difficult, but he's more than half tempted to shoot the damn dog whenever it laughs at him for a missed shot. Stupid thing.
There's evidence he's been there a while. A collection of trinkets and plushes are gathered at his feet, toys that he has no use for and will not keep. But dammit, he's going to beat this game and every game in the arcade if he has to. A waste of time, but no video game is going to laugh at him and get away with it.
What| Roller coasters? Nah, Duck Hunt and Pong.
Where| in the Capitol, exploring the carnivale and arcade.
When| July 30th
Warnings/Notes| TBA, nothing of note yet.
This isn't exactly what he had in mind. He supposes there's only so much training and exercise one can do over the course of a few days, and he still hasn't managed to change his preference from blunt instruments to something a little more efficient - a blade, perhaps, something sharp for a quick and efficient end. But practice is practice, and when the time comes, he's more than prepared for the task.
The world here is strange, but he's accustomed to it. The rules are different, but he will abide by them. It is not his place to question, to have cause for concern, he simply follows and does as higher authority commands. He can sense the darkness, the impurities tarnishing a once great land, and if it is his duty to cleanse it and prove his worth in the arenas, he considers it an honour.
But the arcade and carnivale is a little more than unexpected. It somehow reminds him of home, as he walks along the pier and watches the roller coasters zoom by. He almost wants to go wait in line for it. But that would be ridiculous.
He's in the arcade now, a plastic, bright orange handgun in his hand and a pixelated brown dog congratulating him on his kill - the Batter has never seen real purple ducks, but it's a possibility in this world. The game isn't difficult, but he's more than half tempted to shoot the damn dog whenever it laughs at him for a missed shot. Stupid thing.
There's evidence he's been there a while. A collection of trinkets and plushes are gathered at his feet, toys that he has no use for and will not keep. But dammit, he's going to beat this game and every game in the arcade if he has to. A waste of time, but no video game is going to laugh at him and get away with it.
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"I've not let anything stop me in the past," he answers firmly, resting a hand on his hip. "A crown holds no meaning to me. I will reign victorious no matter what reward is offered."
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"A crown here is a symbol for the people you will be fighting for. You would be recognized as a Victor among the past, maybe remembered for centuries for your dedication to Panem. Are you willing to kill anything that stands in your path, including children?" Not one of the palatable topics in an interview.
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"It's not stopped me before," he answers without hesitation. Adults, children, monsters, and any variation between were of no issue. "I'll not let anything stand in the way of my victory. I can assure you of that."
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His answer about sums up everything there is to know about the Batter. He wants nothing, he feels nothing, his only purpose is to accomplish his mission and in the end remain the victor. Everything he'd done in his home world was a means to an end, and little more than that. The comment about his public relation skills has one eyebrow arching, but the Batter shrugs it off.
"If it is a necessary step on my path to victory, I will learn," the Batter continues, folding his arms over his chest. "Otherwise, I see no point."
think it's a good place to wrap up?
"If that commitment has any weight to it, then I'll set you up with a public relations expert and you will pay attention to what he has to say. I, on the other hand, can only ensure your needs in the Arena are met, especially with the weapons and supplies. Whether you want it or not, you'll be getting food drops as well. Impress the sponsors and the Capitol, they will further your trek into the Arena."
He then added with a hint of caution, "But remember this, your survival depends on the odds. Nothing can account for sheer bad luck. Are we clear?"
works for me!
"So it shall be," the Batter answers, more as a confirmation to himself than anything. This is officially his next mission, and while not divine or holy in any form, it isn't as if he has a choice in the matter. If he has to suffer through public relations training first, then fine, he'll do what he must and excel in the arenas like he expects to. Luck, bah, he doesn't believe in the stuff.
"You will not be disappointed."