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 Area 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 off (wings, etc), but otherwise it's gone.




CORNUCOPIA

Tributes are raised on pedestals into the Arena; they are all dressed in the Capitol's tacky and historically-inaccurate idea of ancient Aztec clothing, with jewel-toned robes, sandals and feather-strewn headdresses. Before them stands the Cornucopia, atop a four-tiered pyramid that rises so high the sun glinting above it may blind some unlucky Tributes to the rewards at the top: machetes, atlatls, bows and quivers of arrows, machuitls, clubs with heavy stones at the end. Lower tiers have progressively less impressive weapons, until those on the first level are nothing but semi-sharp sticks. Likewise, the higher tiers have excellent foods and supplies, including nonperishables and traps, while the lowest levels have foods that are bound to go bad any moment now.

The countdown begins. The Tributes are permitted ten seconds to devise a plan, to steel their nerves - and to look their foes in the eyes as the mechanical voice calls off smaller and smaller numbers before the gong.

Three...

Two...

One...

The Games have begun.


ARENA

There are multiple places in the Arena for Tributes to find themselves in trouble. The most obvious and tortuous location is inside the pyramid, which is filled with Indiana Jones-style booby traps and can be accessed through trapdoors on the second and third tier of the pyramid. The corridors are lit by torches and dusty, full of cobwebs and unidentified skeletons, and a careful search around the walls could reveal rooms of 'treasure' (valuable supplies) or deadly traps. Poison darts might shoot, toxic gases release, or walls press in. Gold lines many of the chambers, but becomes superheated enough to burn down to the bone.

"Zombie Aztec guards" patrol the edges of the pyramid - these are ghastly muttations with the faces of old Tributes, dressed as ancient Aztec kings, and they can only be killed be decapitation They don't move quickly but their grips are ironclad.

Around the pyramid lies a humid, lush jungle, circled by a wide and muddy river. The jungle is so dense that there are places where the ground can't be seen, and the canopy is thick enough that the light is dim, and throughout there are croaks and cheeps from wild animals. There are clusters of shallow caves throughout, filled with vines that seem to have a mind of their own. Though there are sounds of elephants and wild cats, your greatest foes will be the snakes, insects and tarantulas skittering around, as their poison packs a punch. The jaguars, monkeys and pachyderms will leave you alone - for now.

The humidity and heat of the jungle makes finding water and keeping hydrated a priority. Unfortunately, the river needs to be purified to be potable, and is prone to sudden floods. Even worse, the river is filled with piranhas, which could make a good meal - or make a meal of you.

An abandoned village sits not far from the pyramid, with adobe huts and thatched roofs, none of which provide very sustainable shelter. Tributes won't find any food or water here, but they will hear voices calling them, sometimes from loved ones and sometimes from their greatest foes.


THE CAPITOL

At the Capitol, the theme's the same but the stakes are a little less deadly. The entire ballroom is full of edible gold decorations, and it seems that anything that isn't a television screen is gilded or plated. Golden chocolate fondue fountains cater to every type of sweet tooth, while Avoxes with exaggerated and inaccurate "Aztec" body modifications flip "grilled hearts" on a barbecue (artichokes and beef).

Cages are set up all around the ballroom, filled with exotic animals, miniature quetzacoatls and huge panthers and jaguars which snarl and swipe at anyone walking nearby. Capitolites have come with pets, beautiful birds of paradise or parrots or monkeys that will likely be abandoned by tomorrow. Love is in the air; two-person teepees have cushions for 'spicy' blind dates, and for the less inhibited, bloodplay is encouraged.

Towards the end of the night, the party congregates around a game of "Human Sacrifice", which is like musical chairs except that the loser is dumped into a vat of red wine at the end. All the participants must be virgins, although they are free to argue technicalities. No one's really keeping track, after all.