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[archiveofaffinities]

White Castle, Addison at Kedzie, Chicago, Illinois

[sidewalkgotme]

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[notverybrighton]

Damien awoke to what sounded like an avalanche. Well, not that he'd had much experience in what an avalanche sounded like, but he imagined if he had it would sound something like this. He scrambled out of the ice cave he was sleeping in, lest he be buried alive, only to see the entire sky ablaze. What was this?

A chunk of the sky - the force field, Damien presumed - fell not twenty feet from Damien, and then he was running. But he didn't get far before he spotted another red suit, and now he was faced with the choice between sky falling and a potential enemy. More shrapnel made the choice for him, and he ran to the suit.

@kedzie-kensington

[notverybrighton]

When the force field around him fell with the final tone of the countdown, the first thing Damien noticed was the wind. He was buffeted by it, nearly prevented from leaping off his platform. Then he was running. He went directly into the fray because he knew that if he was to stand a chance in so desolate an arena it would only be with the aid of the tools found within the Cornucopia. But if Damien were to play this smart, a weapon couldn't be his goal. He was an older man. His body wasn't as resilient as it was when he was in his twenties. Training had taught him that much, and this wind was confirming it. He would need something to stave off the cold.

He snatched up a lighter first - small and likely with only a very limited supply of butane, but necessary - and then looked around him, careful to avoid the other bodies, already fighting, already killing. He spotted a bundle of firewood. Damien didn't know much about starting fires, but he knew wood and flame together could keep him warm. He reached for the strap that tied the logs together, but he wasn't the only one who had gone for it.

@kedzie-kensington

[greer-morgan]

Greer stared at Kedzie, already drained from just the thought of having a conversation with the tribute. She needed to know him, though, if only to get a sense of who would be going into the Arena in a few days' time. The more information she could get, the better. "Alright," she caved, striking up a conversation as she leaned into her palms on the table behind her. "You got three days of trainin' before you gotta show off to the gamemakers. What're you good at? What d'ya wanna work on?" She might not be able to help him, but at least she'd know where he stood.

@kedzie-kensington

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[mrcargill2019]

Esmeralda, Kedzie overpass on I-90, Chicago. 

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[chemaskandal]

#Mural is finished! Come over to #Avondale ( #Belmont & #Kedzie ) and take a picture with the #Monster Family. Use #AvondaleHalloween / #LoganSquareHalloween and the 69th to do so will get a special treat ( #OriginalArt ) by yours truly. Happy #Halloween 👻🎃🧛‍♀️🧟‍♂️💀/// ¡ El mural está terminado ! Ven a Avondale, en la intersección de Kedzie y Belmont y tómate una foto con la Familia #Monstruo. Si usas las etiquetas #AvondaleHalloween / #LoganSquareHalloween, la 69a persona ganará una pieza de #ArteOriginal. ¡ Feliz #NocheDeBrujas ! 🧛‍♀️🎃💀 #Chicago #PublicArt #KeepFamiliesTogether https://www.instagram.com/p/BpmlPhJHvba/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=umbjcm95bplv