Test Drive Meme

[etcircenses]

Welcome new Tributes!

The Capitol has gathered a good crop of you at once, and to help morale, and to ease you into Capitol society they are throwing a banquet, just for those who work with the Games. Stylists, Escorts, mentors, a few of the Capitol elite, and of course, you all, the Tributes.

Instead of waking up in the normal way, new Tributes awake in lush beds, in a very posh ski lodge. Elegant but simple clothes are laid out for them, in a warm grey, and a note to come down as soon as they are ready. And if they linger too long, a peacekeeper appears to escort them down.

Those from the Capitol, are brought in on chartered party buses, one for each District, which are about as posh as a bus can get. It's a roughly 45 minute drive, well out of the Capitol's city limits.

Although the party is "mellow" by Capitol standards, it is still pretty damn extravagant. Alcohol flows freely, and banquet tables are kept fully stocked by silent avoxes. The whole ski lodge has been cleared out, and guest can hit up an ice skating rink, or pick out a swim suit and jumped into the huge, natural hot springs tubs.

As the night drags on, however, all does not go as planned. Half way through the night, there is a tremendous roar, and the hotel is plunged into pitch blackness. There is chaos for roughly 10 minutes, till low power emergency lights flicker on. However the generators don't have the power to keep the heater going.

A first aid station is set up, and the avoxes start pulling in blankets to the main lobby, lighting a fire in the fireplace and doing what they can to keep everyone warm. It is quickly communicated that there was an avalanche, and although the hotel remains in good shape, the power and the road to the Capitol has been cut out.

It's going to be a long night.


OOC INFORMATION

Welcome to the test drive meme for thegames!

We are both a jamjar and a Hunger Games AU character game. You can choose to either have your character ported in from their world or AU them into Panem. Detailed knowledge of the Hunger Games is not required. We accept just about any character and character type that we can work into the world, including AUs, OCs, and up to 3 multiples (however, each versions of a character must be significantly different from the others.)

All the information you need can be found in this post, which can always be found at the top of the mod account. And if you don't find something you need, the FAQ is here, so drop us a line!

Welcome, and may the odds be ever in your favor!

Comments

[youbarium]

[Carlos is attempting to mentally categorize Some and is finding it difficult. There are normal humans that react normally to the supernatural, like himself and his scientists. There are human residents of Night Vale, who are normal except for their unquestioning acceptance of the bizarre, like Marcus Vansten. There are inhuman residents of Night Vale, like the City Council, who can be spoken to and even reasoned with to a degree but who sometimes break into screams and chittering and are not sane by any normal standard. Then there are the sentient phenomena, like stone spires, that speak but whose motives cannot be comprehended. Finally, there are the monsters. You don't stick around long enough to find out if those can talk.

Honestly, Carlos is reminded most of the angels. Clearly inhuman, rather monstrous, but polite enough. He doesn't consider himself safe around Some, but at least Some is apparently reasonable.

When he gets close enough, Carlos begins to circle around Some, trying to get a better look.]

Does your kind have a name?

[gruesome]

He lets him circle, but doesn't turn his back on him, the upper, upright body able to twist nearly completely around. There's a lot of him to see. He'd be nearly twelve feet long, taken from the crest of long fur atop his head to the short, fringed tail.

"I'm a grue. And I am not going to be a threat to you, we aren't in an arena. Do you have a name?"

[youbarium]

It comes out before he can help it:

"You have got to be kidding."

Carlos isn't the right kind of nerd to know what a grue is in popular culture. However, some of his friends in university were. Don't go in there, it's dark, you'll be eaten by a grue! Carlos distinctly remembers arguing heatedly with Daniel Sheever over this. Grues don't exist, Carlos had said. This is a scientific investigation, not a game. If we ever want to find anything real, we have to stop superimposing fictional boogeymen onto our results!

It wasn't that he didn't believe Some. It was that Carlos has specifically argued against Some's existence before. It figured.

"I'm sorry," he adds belatedly, because Carlos realizes that his outburst was rude. He's not sure he believes that Some won't harm him, but Carlos does have the light. Light protects against grues, right? And it makes this one uncomfortable. "It's just that, until now, I didn't think grues were real. But a year ago, I didn't think angels were real either." He takes a deep breath, balancing healthy self-preservation with curiosity, disbelief with evidence. "My name is Carlos. I'm a scientist. Which is basically why I didn't believe in grues until now."

[gruesome]

The outburst, apology or not, makes Some smile, all his eyes popping briefly wide. The tapetum lucidum in all eight catch the light, making an array of green-gold discs for a moment.

"You've heard of grues, though. I hardly ever hear that. We work very hard to keep humans from believing in us."

[youbarium]

Carlos notices the flash of reflected light. It makes sense, since all the evidence points to grues -- just thinking it seriously makes him groan inwardly -- living in the dark. Still creepy but also really interesting. Carlos wonders what other adaptations grues have for living in lightless environments. It's certainly worth study.

"We think we made them up," Carlos explains. "No one really believes in their existence, no more than we believe in, say, Frankenstein's monster. You're actually more of a joke to us than anything."

Wait until Carlos meets Frankenstein's monster.

[gruesome]

"I know, I've heard about it. The vidyo game. I don't know if that's actually from the same Earth as we are, though. I've never been to the surface there." Some sits, or half-sits, just folding his hind legs. It puts him closer to eye-level with the human.

"I still did not get your name."

he would be so excited to meet Frankenstein's monster are you kidding

[youbarium]

Carlos, though not exactly relaxing, has at least calmed his right or flight instincts for the moment.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought I gave it. It's Carlos. Now, what were you saying about other Earths?"

That is much more important than his name. Much more interesting, anyway.