#cotcarena

[callofthecapitol]

The Finale

As you gather your breath from the killings, the walls go down and the platforms raise up. What was the top of the arena now became where you stand…. and it is an crowded Colosseum! For the first time in the Hunger Games history, people of the Capitol are allowed to view the Finale live! People are shouting your names, your names are on big screens and people are even dressed like their favorite tribute (with fake scars and all!)

While you realize where you are, some platforms elevate with a fence with spikes. (See picture below) Then we hear the -too much- cheerful voice of Zenovia saying: Ladies and gentlemen, let the Finale of the 26th Hunger Games begin!

Your tasks: 

#1: Write a status update with your final weapon. You are allowed of 1 weapon and 2 objects. 

#2: Write a Kill Story for each tributes you are against, separate from one another. Tell us the order you want your kill story to happen (it might not be taken into consideration but we will try to make it happen.) 

You have until Wednesday October 7th, 5 pm (EST) to send it to us. 

May the Gods be ever in your favor

[victoriariver-blog]

Nature is Calling || Arena Day 2|| Solo

Although it wasn’t that late yet, the high walls caused the sun to disappear rather quickly.  The shadow was a blessing after the heat of mid-day. I wondered whether that might exactly be why Gaby was seemingly lagging behind. I was after all pretty resistant to temperatures, so the heat must have been stifling to her. It would get dark soon enough, and then the temperature would probably drop. I hoped it wouldn’t get freezing, but more for Gaby’s sake than my own.  “What do you think about finding a suitable place to camp?” I asked. Although we had walked quite far, it was not as far as yesterday. We had used a lot of time trying to double back, something that now appeared to be wasted energy. There was no going back, and we had reached a part of the maze that was completely unfamiliar. I didn’t want to cut up my fists like Nick, so I just hoped to memorize as much of the maze as possible.

Trudging on for half an hour I found a suitable dead end and decided that it was a decent spot and easily defended.  I cut down some vines and peeled off the outer layer. Had it not been for the easily accessible vines we would have been a lot worse off… I threw some to Gaby with a smile, while I pulled the vine pack off my back to sit on it. We chewed in silence, none of us sure of what to say. I considered saying that this went better than expected, but I had learned from my mistakes. I would never take a single thing for granted.

Dusk fell and everything went silent. There was something eerie of how the maze seemed to swallow all the sounds. I had volunteered to take the first guard shift, and was currently scraping in the ground with the tip of my sword. There was no way that I would be able to sleep right now, so I might as well let Gaby get the sleep she dearly needed.  With a sigh I forced myself to stop cutting the ground. I just knew too well how it would blunt the razor-sharp edges of the sword. A breeze was swirling through the corridor, and I closed my eyes as it ruffled my dirty hair.

Half an hour later I had decided that there was no imminent danger, and that I could safely take a walk. Nature was calling.  Glancing back at Gabriella that still slept like an angel I turned the corner into another corridor. It was still light enough for me to see where I was going, but I hurried so that I would be back when the anthem started playing. Why did it have to be a maze of all things? I was a guy, but was a bush honestly too much to ask for?  As I was about to unzip my shorts something extraordinary caught my eye.

On the wall in front of me was the letter C printed in big red letters. Curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to take a closer look.

[victoriariver-blog]

I have no idea anymore || Arena Day 2 || OS

Tired of roaming the maze I sat down to catch my breath. I wiped my forehead with my already soaked t-shirt in an attempt to wipe off some of the sweat. It was like being slowly boiled alive, and we had no protection against the blazing sun. Looking at my shirt I could not help but chuckle darkly.  Camp-fucking-half-blood. The Game Makers must have had a field day while making them.

I still wasn’t too sure of exactly what had happened. When I woke up we had been separated from the rest of the pack. That much was obvious. But where were they? I had risked yelling, so that they would definitely hear me, but there had been no answer. Had they been relocated during the night? Or more importantly, had we been relocated during the night? If so, I had absolutely no idea of where we were.  I shook my head in an attempt to clear it of the pessimistic thoughts. I just had to assume we were still southwest of the cornucopia and hope that I wasn’t too far off.

We had already tried to double back, but it seemed like the Game Makers were determined on keeping us separated. Every time we tried to go east, the passage led to a dead end. That only left us with the option of going westward. Now being separated from the Career Pack we had to figure out what to do. We could try to reunite, but at the same time I wasn’t too happy that they had left in the first place. You don’t know if they left voluntarily, the rational side in my head argued, but I stifled it. It was easier to let irritation fill my whole body from my toes to my head. It gave me some extra energy to fight my way through the endless corridors. The air was after all so moist that we might as well be swimming.

I had no idea whether I could trust any of them if we ran into them. They might jump the chance to kill us if they even saw us, but I could not help but hope otherwise. I still felt some sort of loyalty to our pack, but I had to remind myself that not everyone was as loyal as me. I slowly chewed on the vine that tasted like nothing at all. Gaby had almost caught up with me now. It would be cruel to walk on without letting her have a breather, so I decided to remain seated in the little shadow the wall provided. 

And there was the whole Ayla matter. Frustrated I let out a groan and supported my head in my hands. Every cell in my body screamed at me to find her, and the logical voice in my head was wondering exactly why that was. I had no answer. The only thing I could think of was that we needed to strengthen our alliance, and Ayla would be the only tribute that wouldn’t jump on us as fast as we showed our face. At least that was what I was hoping, I could pay with my life if I was wrong.

[victoriariver-blog]

Dawn || Arena Day 2 || Gaby & Leo

The last thing on my mind before I drifted asleep was the faces that had lit up the sky. Resting on my newly made mat, slash backpack, I had stared at the stars, feeling almost giddy with relief.  Not only had it felt like a heavy burden had been lifted off my shoulders when I found out Ayla was still alive, but the one person to die after the bloodbath was Arlene of all people. She had been a huge threat, but I could not help but wonder what could have killed her in this maze. Whatever it was, I had no intention of running into it.

Although the mat I had plaited was nowhere as comfortable as my bed, I was so exhausted that I did not notice the ground digging into my shoulder, and the aching of my bruised rib. Gabriella was sleeping close by, and for a moment I felt bad for not sharing my mat or body heat. She was bound to get cold, but I was balancing on the brink of conscious and unconsciousness, so the commands to move my limbs just didn’t create any result. As my eyelids dropped I smiled drowsily. I had survived my first day in the arena, and so had Ayla. We might have a chance to find each other,

I woke up as everything seemed to lighten up. I was feeling groggy, my shoulder and side aching, and I could barely open my eyelids. I let out a groan and rolled over on my other side, something that caused me to bang my forehead into the cold stone wall. Purely by instinct I jumped to my feet, drew the sword and backed away until my back was pressed against another wall. My pulse was throbbing in my ears as I let my gaze swipe the surroundings in front of me in search of danger.  When I found none I let myself relax and step closer to the wall that definitely wasn’t there when I fell asleep.

 My hands trailed over the smooth surface of the wall. There was no evidence of it being placed there over the night; it looked like it had stood there for centuries.  In vain I pushed against it, but I knew that there was no use. I was separated from the pack and all by myself. Lovely. That was when I noticed Gaby, still sleeping, further down the corridor.  Thank god I wasn’t alone.

“Gaby! You have to wake up!” I poked her shoulder “We’re separated from the rest of the pack!”. We had to get a move on, and figure out how to get back to the pack. This is your chance to go and find Ayla, idiot, a small voice inside my head argued. My resolve was swayed by it.

[liliahwinters-blog]

Alliance: None :(

Weapon/Pack: Pickaxe

Position in the arena: In the Field (North of the Cornucopia)

Important events of the day: 

Survived the bloodbath and headed North

Ran into a shadow, but moved on as it disappeared.  I tried to get a good distance away from it, I didn't want to be too close to anyone.

Made camp in the field.