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TEST DRIVE MEME

Welcome to Panem. You have been selected to participate in the 75th Annual Hunger Games!
Premise: This Arena is designed to be a small mock arena not all that dissimilar to the in-game arenas we run here at The Games. The party is similar to some of the gathering logs we have inside the Capitol when an Arena begins. Our hope is to give new and prospective players a place to get their feet wet, and get a feel for the fun (and bloody) mess that goes on around here.
This meme is open to anyone and everyone who would like to play. Current cast members, veteran and new, as well as anyone just wanting top drop in and have some fun!
How To Play.
Current cast members - you may tag into this Arena in any way you choose, even cast members who aren't or are no longer tributes.
***An important side note, as it is within the confines of the Arena in-game, all powers are lessened/nullified to bring any character down to a vincible level. (i.e. make more magical/super-powered characters easier to actually kill for a normal person). Rule of thumb: If it's a physical difference, the Capitol will not mutilate it out (wings, etc.), but otherwise it's gone.
The Arena.
A thick mist rolls over the pedestals, sending shivers down the spines of every Tribute. It's heavy, wet, the kind of mist that leaves you soaking wet and trembling. You could swear you can hear teeth chattering from every side of you.
Clad only in long underwear, it is of utter importance that you find someplace to warm up and dry off, but looking around, there aren't many viable options. In the darkness, the trees are hard to make out at first, but once there's enough moonlight to penetrate the fog, it becomes apparent that they tower over everything, trapping the Tributes in like a prison. The woods are utterly silent, completely still.
It's unnerving.
Then... the countdown starts.
5...
4...
The Cornucopia is at the center of the pedestals, tempting with an array of weapons, camping supplies, warm clothing, and freeze dried food. There are not enough of any for everyone.
3...
2...
1...
With the sound of the gong, the Arena has begun.
-/-
The Party.
Back in the Capitol, the Cornucopia run is the talk of the town. A lavish party is underway in the local botanical gardens, with the Avox waitstaff dressed as different types of trees. The food is plentiful and excessive, and the drinks even more so. There are plenty of sponsors to rub elbows with, so now's your chance to make some good connections.
Anyone who's anyone is invited.
Premise: This Arena is designed to be a small mock arena not all that dissimilar to the in-game arenas we run here at The Games. The party is similar to some of the gathering logs we have inside the Capitol when an Arena begins. Our hope is to give new and prospective players a place to get their feet wet, and get a feel for the fun (and bloody) mess that goes on around here.
This meme is open to anyone and everyone who would like to play. Current cast members, veteran and new, as well as anyone just wanting top drop in and have some fun!
How To Play.
Current cast members - you may tag into this Arena in any way you choose, even cast members who aren't or are no longer tributes.
***An important side note, as it is within the confines of the Arena in-game, all powers are lessened/nullified to bring any character down to a vincible level. (i.e. make more magical/super-powered characters easier to actually kill for a normal person). Rule of thumb: If it's a physical difference, the Capitol will not mutilate it out (wings, etc.), but otherwise it's gone.
The Arena.
A thick mist rolls over the pedestals, sending shivers down the spines of every Tribute. It's heavy, wet, the kind of mist that leaves you soaking wet and trembling. You could swear you can hear teeth chattering from every side of you.
Clad only in long underwear, it is of utter importance that you find someplace to warm up and dry off, but looking around, there aren't many viable options. In the darkness, the trees are hard to make out at first, but once there's enough moonlight to penetrate the fog, it becomes apparent that they tower over everything, trapping the Tributes in like a prison. The woods are utterly silent, completely still.
It's unnerving.
Then... the countdown starts.
5...
4...
The Cornucopia is at the center of the pedestals, tempting with an array of weapons, camping supplies, warm clothing, and freeze dried food. There are not enough of any for everyone.
3...
2...
1...
With the sound of the gong, the Arena has begun.
-/-
The Party.
Back in the Capitol, the Cornucopia run is the talk of the town. A lavish party is underway in the local botanical gardens, with the Avox waitstaff dressed as different types of trees. The food is plentiful and excessive, and the drinks even more so. There are plenty of sponsors to rub elbows with, so now's your chance to make some good connections.
Anyone who's anyone is invited.