The Gamemakers (
gamemakers) wrote in
thecapitol2013-06-10 05:09 pm
Entry tags:
- aunamee,
- matthew "punchy" o'connor,
- the signless,
- wesker,
- ✘ alex rider,
- ✘ aliss indigo,
- ✘ anna morasca,
- ✘ asha greyjoy,
- ✘ blaine anderson,
- ✘ bruce banner,
- ✘ callista ming,
- ✘ chris redfield,
- ✘ cinderella,
- ✘ cinna,
- ✘ cuthbert allgood,
- ✘ damian wayne,
- ✘ daniel dreiberg,
- ✘ daniel jackson,
- ✘ effie trinket,
- ✘ enjolras,
- ✘ ian chesterton,
- ✘ jack atlas,
- ✘ jay,
- ✘ john watson,
- ✘ karis needleteeth,
- ✘ lin mayuzumi,
- ✘ marius pontmercy,
- ✘ mickey milkovich,
- ✘ neffa a reyeth,
- ✘ parker,
- ✘ peeta mellark,
- ✘ pepper potts,
- ✘ pruna,
- ✘ r,
- ✘ shion,
- ✘ stephanie brown,
- ✘ tim wayne,
- ✘ tohru adachi,
- ✘ topher brink,
- ✘ venus dee milo
The shocking and thrilling adventures!
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!
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!

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He makes the decision right then to think of it like this. A breakup. A part of a normal teenage experience, like a billion other fifteen year-olds out there, like the ones who aren't him and who aren't half-starved and who aren't fighting to death on the television. Like the ones they base The Breakfast Club on, and the ones they marketed it too.
Good old-fashioned heartbreak. It's easy enough to wrap your head around. There's a script for it, and it's every shitty teen movie he's ever seen, it's every cheesy love song on the radio, every romantic plot tumor in his favorite TV shows. You live, you learn. Or you luh-hearn, in the case of Alanis Morrisette.
"Thanks for letting me talk, man."
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Directly angering the sponsors is a major strike against Howard, and Tim hates himself for even realizing it. He can't willingly seek out a team-up in the Arena, now. If it happens, fine, he can play it as an any-means-necessary alliance, but Tim has made it a point to be nice to Nadir - to all Capitol citizens. He can't afford to be seen as close with someone they dislike, someone who acts out against them.
That's for the future. He's in this conversation now and won't cause an argument again if he can help it.
"Heh, it's no problem. I don't mind listening. Anyway, that might work. The way to win a public break-up is all in how you sell it," Tim explains. "Go to a few parties, if you haven't stolen everyone's boats, have a good time. Every so often, watch a couple for a few minutes and look wistful. I wouldn't get caught flirting with anyone else, though. They still seem to like the two of you together."
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He's certainly not about to tell Tim that he and Eponine were trying to get some alone time so they could develop a coded language to escape the Capitol. That's probably the part that hurts most of all about this entire thing, which is saying quite a lot - he was willing to go with her, if it was true that she left. He was willing to give up being fed and pampered and cared for to accompany her to District 3. None of that meant anything in the end.
"Not the worst idea I've heard. I think I'll manage to keep my Casanova instinct under wraps. I'm pretty sure I'm never going to flirt with anyone ever again." He sighs. A bit melodramatic, sure, but he's a teenager. He doesn't even have to try to hit that bar.
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It was harsh, but Tim had no malice in the advice: it was genuine and meant to be useful. Howard was trying to work out a personal strategy, a means to cope in the absence of his ex-girlfriend. Given how they'd presented Tim's relationship, dating her had probably been one of the only things in the kid's favor, as far as sponsors were concerned. He was tense and sometimes rude - Tim couldn't remember him smiling, aside from when he talked of Eponine. Howard was terribly under-sized. He had his wits left. That was it. They were all working with what they had.
"I wish I had more of a Casanova instinct, to be honest," Tim said, running a hand through his hair. He sounded frazzled. "I can be a little closed off, and, after that, I'm not sure how long that's going to work for me."
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He rubs a hand over his chin. "Not that you should take my advice or anything, but they seem to like the pre-Capitol sweethearts thing. I think. I wasn't paying attention to the whole thing."
He really should have, if only to have a better idea of what plays well with these crowds (asides from the obvious death, death, murder, and more death with a side of killsauce). It's just hard to bring himself to feel too emotionally invested in anything right now. It's like there's a layer that he can see through but can't get past to the rest of the world, something choking off the emotion like a protective shell from himself.
Howard Bassem, the laminated human being. He appreciates that Tim's trying. He can still tell kindness too, in a way, even if it's hard to trust it. "Like. Tell them about the first time you met her. Leave out the brick."