Who| Everyone.
What| Ariadne's public execution.
Where| Execution is in the public square, threads in the Districts
When| Mid-morning the day before the new arena.
Warnings/Notes| Within the first cut is an execution with nerve-attacking toxins, as well and gore and gun violence. Everyone is still locked into their districts.

Starting at 9:30, in every bedroom in the training center, an alarm has started. Everyone is to wake up, everyone is to see this, and anyone who hasn't wandered out by 9:45 is awoken by an Avox and escort into the suites common area.

The TV's turn on exactly at 10.

( It's not anyone's favorite TV show today. )

When the viewing is over, a Peacekeeeper appears to sets a box on a table set up just for this. Opening it, within each box are several wrist cuffs, the names of Tributes carved on the inside, one for each named Tribute, a simple motif relating to the District on the outside. A neat hand-written note from Cruentus sits in the white satin in the middle of the box.

A gift, for those among us who need to remember where they are.

It is clear the Peacekeeper is there for anyone who objects to putting their cuff on. After receiving the cuff, the Tributes are permitted to wander, although those with cuffs are given 'special attention' by their Escorts.

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!

Who| Daniel Jackson, Eva, R but OPEN to any others
What|  Daniel's headed for an "I told you so" from Eva and finding out R is a "smart" zombie, which makes their interactions in the Arena have some added fridge horror.
Where|  The park
When|  Shortly meeting Ele (Sometime after his death in the Arena but before the victor's crowning.)
Warnings/Notes| No idea yet, will change if anything comes up

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WHO | Ele [OPEN]
WHAT | Ele is hanging out in the central commons.
WHEN | Sometime after Arena 06.
WHERE | Central commons
WARNINGS / NOTES | None.

Growing bored of her quarters, the young grue has finally mustered up the courage to creep her way down to the central commons, avoiding people as best she can. Grateful for the room's higher ceilings, she's taken over a loveseat as far from people as she can get, so that she can watch from a safe distance. Occasionally, she casts the TV a curious glance.

Ele wonders where Some is for a moment before scowling with realization. Most likely with his pet humans. He smelled of them, spoke like them, moved like them, he even talked like them. But he was the only grue here, her only connection to her own kind. She would teach him to be a grue again.

Who| Every tribute.
What| Interview time!
Where| The training center.
When| Through out the week after the arena's end.
Warnings/Notes| You can either reply in prose or action, but please use the text area box and leave the questions bolded for mod ease. Also, nothing will be left private, she's lying. We're not sure when part 2 of this plot will happen, so feel free to take your time responding.

Through out the week, each tribute is escorted to an office room. It is a nice, posh comfortable room, with light food and drink to the tributes preference set out on the table.

A screen comes on, showing a very friendly looking, but strangely generic female. Although it is too minor to truly be noticed, the avatar is geared to subtly reflect the tribute to put them at ease, and their style is very simple for the Capitol.

The avatar speak in a calm yet friendly and engaging voice. Again, pitched to a tone similar to the tribute being interviewed.

"Hello! Given the influx of new tribute, the Capitol would like to get to know you, one by one, in your own words. Everything shared here will be between you and the screen, so feel free to speak freely!"

The woman goes through her questions, waiting for a response from the tribute. If a tribute doesn't respond, they are left in 10 minutes of silence before the next question is asked. Anything, no matter how it relates to the question, is treated as a proper answer.

<b>What's your favorite thing about the capitol?</b> <b>Least favorite?</b> <b>What do youthink of the newest winner? Who else could win?</b> <b>Who do you consider allies in the arena? Who do you consider targets?</b> <b>What do you miss from home?</b> <b>Anything you would like to add?</b>

Who| Draco Malfoy and the Peer Review Team (Eva Salazar, Bruce Banner, Daniel Jackson, Sherlock Holmes, and Gretel)
What| once upon a time, Draco applied to become a Capitol citizen.
Where| throughout the tower
When| backdated to the day before Momoko's Crowning Ceremony
Notes| each member of the peer review team will have previously received a letter in regards to the process. Each member may find Draco wherever they choose; he'll have made himself available for them.

( Draco had been waiting a little while to see what exactly the Capitol was going to do about his little proposal )

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.
( Those given places at the big kids table )

Who| Gaila and anyone who comes across her
What| Discovering the Capitol and her room
Where| District 11 suite and around the Capitol shops
When| After her arrival
Warnings/Notes| Mentions of death, eunuchs and harems.

She had died. That much she was certain of. The feeling of heat and the silence of space was unforgettable. This certainly wasn't the afterlife that she'd been promised as well.

It was definitely better than the darkness of space though. She'd even had a personal stylist to dress her. Thankfully they seemed too happy to comply with her requests about as little fabric as possible. This was all still an out of body experience. Nothing seemed real. So, just as whenever Gaila felt out of sorts she did what she did best and went shopping.

It was odd seeing people of colours that weren't just human colours; welcome but odd.

Seven pairs of shoes, a cute hat and a small mountain of underwear later she was feeling somewhat better about the unfairness of this whole situation. Gaila had no remorse about passing it off to an Avox - creepy silent people - with express orders to take it back to her room. They were just like the harem guards back on Orion. Though she did have to wonder if they were eunuchs as well. Strolling back to the tribute centre and into the the suite that had been assigned to her and the other tributes of her district, she had no issue with kicking off her shoes at the door and flopping onto one of the couches. Her feet hurt from too much walking. She needed someone to rub them for her.

Who| Daniel Jackson and you! [Open]
What| Daniel arrives at the Capitol, after thinking he and SG-1 were going to be sent off for "justice" after inadvertently aiding a criminal. This isn't what he expected. He begins to poke around.
Where| Close to the Tribute Training Center, wandering around outside.
When| Evening - he's arrived sometime after curfew is over.
Warnings/Notes| I'd like to avoid Daniel getting spoiled on the part where death isn't permanent in the Arena please.

( This morning hadn't started out so bad... )