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[gamemakers]

Who| Everyone
What| The Capitols oh so exclusive interviews~!
Where| Primarily the common areas, but the interviews would be on every TV everywhere.
When| This evening, at 6 pm sharp
Notes| Use this post to ICly react to the interviews (if you don't make plans of your own!)

The advertisements hit hard today. Tune in at 6 o'clock, you won't want to miss this special! Everywhere a person could look, it was there, and the city was clearly excited for whatever this mystery event was.

As if that wasn't enough, escorts were encouraging Tributes to be in the commons, and a small feast of finger foods was laid out along one wall, extra avoxes available for drinks.

And, as promised, at 6 pm sharp, all the TVs flickered to the ever flashy Caesar, on an equally flashy tabloid-tastick reality style "interview" of the tributes. All the TVs in the common area light up with it, as well as the Districts suites, even if the TV had been off before.

Hope you all enjoy your dose of fame!

Comments

[shambler]

R stopped, his fingers almost trapped in the muzzle as he turned at the voice. Bert. One of his almost-maybe friends. To his credit, R managed to choke down the vintage cheese he'd been shoveling in there instead of drooling it out in front of Bert. At the very least he was polite enough not to talk with his mouth open. Maybe his mom told him that. Or his dad. R would never know, so maybe it didn't matter.

"It's...always...on," R grunted. "Your...safety. Not on in...Arena."

It was the closest thing to a warning R could gasp out when he was trying to be sociable. That and he didn't want to puke up black ooze on someone as cool as Bert. The cheese was making that last part a little hard. The muzzle this time was a lot more in-your-face than earlier; his Escort's personal favorite because it looked like it could take someone's finger off. She'd wanted it menacing in case they had any good footage.

R moved away from the table to stare at Bert, trying to remember that blur of the interviews. He thought he remembered seeing Bert and Karkart. A troll and a human? Didn't see that one coming. "You're...follow-ing...your advice? On...love?"

[tis_allgood]

"I don't fear being hurt by thee. You don't seem the type to bite."

He smiled at the idea, like it was silly. To him R was no more intimidating than a kitten. He was still assuming R wore the muzzle because his stylist thought it was a good scare tactic.

"I've been trying, but 'tis a pity I haven't had much luck."

He had tried to hit on several women already that night, and been let down by all of them. But that wasn't going to get him down, tomorrow was another day and he was still having a good time otherwise. He didn't realize that he and Karkat might be starting some rumors.

[shambler]

Was he joking? He had to be joking, R hoping Bert didn't find out the hard way just how much of a bite he could pack. The zombie dropped his eyes, embarrassed, unable to look Bert in the face. The sad thing was awhile ago, R would've probably taken advantage of Bert's trust and he would've regretted it after, but by then it would've been too late. The hunger coiled in his corpse would've shrugged and eventually so would he. Now R stood there, thinking he was nauseous, maybe, and not just from the cheese he couldn't digest.

He was still searching for a way to show Bert he was serious when the human went on before he was ready. R's eyes came up again, fixing on Bert's mouth moving and then his whole face.

"Maybe...one day you'll...find...someone? Be..." R trailed off and shrugged. "Connected."