gamemakers: (surprise.)
The Gamemakers ([personal profile] gamemakers) wrote in [community profile] thecapitol2013-09-27 07:39 pm

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Who| Everyone
What| A chance for the teams to meet, mingle, and, lets be honest, for goodbyes to be said.
Where| The common area.
When| Evening before the attack, about a day after Creuntus' network announcement.
Warnings/Notes| Time is going to be a little more wonky then normal, if you haven't noticed. They will be going out to attack "tomorrow" but that thread will not, likely, be posted tomorrow, to give people time to play in this one, etc.

There is food and drink, plenty of it, but no decoration, and it is clear this "party" is no sort of celebration. There is the small spattering of Peacekeepers still in the Capitol, those not on duty at the edge of the boundary.

A long table at the front has a set up for each team. Everyone has a folder with who is in their team, who is watching their team, a list of the various weapons they will have. On the list is a flame thrower, a handful of small explosives, and an automatic weapon for each team member. There are no weapons laid out for the Tributes to handle, however - those were waiting for them elsewhere, for when the mission truly started. Nor does the folder mention that the weapons all switch off outside of the combat area, but it's also not a secret, or a surprise.

Each folder also includes the rather useless stats and images they have of the creatures-the photos are blurry, the stats mainly stack up to "they are very deadly" and a collection of the various bits of information put forth by other tributes who seem to know more then the Capitol. Last, a detailed map of both the neighborhood, and the tunnels for them to study.

Another table has folders for the intel, with much of the same information. Last, a third table is set up for those that are staying at home. Those folders contain some basic first aid information, and a list with what sort of basic medical supplies and food stuff is in the training center.

Each table set up has an Avox or two to hand out the folders. Creuntus is no where to be seen, and you would be lucky to catch any of her team. She knows where she doesn't want to be. The furniture has been dragged to facilitate the conversation of small to medium sized groups. Say, about the size of a team and their Intel.
gluteus: (wait)

[personal profile] gluteus 2013-10-06 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"You and I both," He murmured, glancing at the list, then at Karkat's waist, raising an eyebrow. "You'd be best to hide those. If the peacekeepers find you with them..."
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[personal profile] sleeplessinalternia 2013-10-06 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Karkat winces. "Good idea."

He quickly removes them and re-secures them on the inside of his trousers. Luckily, they're loose enough that the peacekeepers probably won't notice.
gluteus: (amused)

[personal profile] gluteus 2013-10-07 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
He couldn't help it, a slight tug at the corner of his mouth though he did his best to smother the smile.

"You've been in battle before?" He asked, thinking he'd at least seen him on the screens at some point, which meant he'd been in an arena.
sleeplessinalternia: (22 So you think I'm alone)

[personal profile] sleeplessinalternia 2013-10-08 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," Karkat says, shrugging. "Mostly little skirmishes and shit, but the night before they yanked me in here, me and eleven of my friends took down the Black King of Derse. These aliens or xenomorphs or whatever the fuck they call them can't be any worse than fighting him. And we're troll. Alternia hasn't conquered most of the known galaxy by having schoolhive socials."
gluteus: (over shoudler)

[personal profile] gluteus 2013-10-17 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Maximus understood perhaps less than half of what Karkat said, but he had been in the arenas long enough to have a vague idea of trolls, even if he'd never really spoken to one in depth, and he was very very used to not understanding things about the future and other worlds, so he took it in stride. So he only nodded, a small little smile coming to his lips.

The lad was brave, he'd give him that.

"Good." He wouldn't have a fifteen year old on the front lines if he could possibly help it, but if Karkat had been in battle before than the chances of keeping him alive were higher. He waved the paper. "Are you familiar with anyone else on our team?"