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Happy Holidays in Panem!

It’s the holiday season in Panem! With winter settling in Panem, it brings in the holidays with the cold and snow. Much like Halloween, The Capitol has gone all out in its decorations around the city and Village and spreading the holiday cheer. Citizens mostly celebrate Christmas much like in the old world, putting up festive decorations and exchanging gifts with friends and family. Of course, different Districts celebrate in their own ways when they can. And if they can afford to. 

How do the Victors and their families celebrate the holidays? Do they exchange gifts and decorate their homes too? Or do they have other traditions from home or within their own families? It’s entirely up to you how they celebrate the holidays!

Much like the Halloween event, this is not a plot heavy event! Starters can correlate with the holiday event, otherwise, threads can be continued or started within the winter season. This is just a fun, festive “event” for the players to have their characters take part in for the holidays coming up, if they would like.  Current threads may still continue through this “event”, but the fall and Halloween event threads should be wrapping up soon.

[flickermansays-blog]

“Ladies and Gentleman! As you know, mere weeks ago we welcome a new member into our family, our hearts, and our lives. Now...? We welcome them all back in what I must say is glamorous fashion!” Caesar gave an little excited hop before he continued.

“Tonight, they join us for a party thrown by none other than President Snow. As usual, he knows exactly what we need to cheer us up going into these autumn months.” He folded his hands. “Tonight we’ll see not only what they’re wearing, what they have been up to, but we will be asking all your burning questions.”

“Lets go to the red carpet and get this party started, shall we?”

[ultimavolatusrpg]

It’s two o’ clock in the morning.

The 96th Annual Hunger Games has been concluded for five weeks. Summer is trickling away at the end of August, leading into the interchanging weather patterns of September. Almost every house in Victor’s Village is quiet. Barely any lights are on through the windows. Everything is somehow peacefully quiet.

So much so that not even the Peacekeepers noticed the shadowy figures lurking in the darkest parts of the Village -- strangers that no one knows, faces unseen, with cans of paint hidden inside of their attire as they turn to the back of the Victor’s mansions. With their quick work, they work quietly and tirelessly for an hour to do what they needed to do, their message facing both sides of the Capitol on different back doors of different mansions. A way for the shadowed figures to speak for their quieted, bullied Victors, imprisoned in a cell they never wished for. 

Then the clock strikes three o’ clock and every television in the country flares to life in bright, loud static, startling every home with one awake. No face appears on the screen. Just the continuous static, and a haunting, distorted voice comes through.

“People of Panem,” it begins, deep and crackling. “To those who stand with us, we are your champions. To those who stand against us, we are your nightmare. You have allowed imprisonment of our country’s greatest treasures, barring them from the homes that made them who they are, making them into puppets and actors for entertainment. The blood they spilled from their bodies and ripped from innocent children have not been in vain.

“Tonight, we have shown our first marks. The Crownless Games has meaning. It means the Capitol can bleed. It means that the people of Panem have the power to show them we have control over them. Those who have died for our cause will live on forever in the fear of what the Capitol loses. 

Fear your Victors, President. Fear the power of the Mockingjay. The Mockingjay will live on forever.”

The transmission ends, the static and the noise replaced by silence and a red mockingjay symbol on each screen, stuck and unable to be changed no matter which channel they turn to. 

On the back of six random houses in the Village, the same symbol is painted on each back door with the words THE MOCKINGJAY LIVES. 

As dawn breaks, Peacekeepers and Capitol authorities descend upon the Village for interrogation, to see who had seen what and who had anything to do with it. The Victors, randomly chosen by a generator, are the ones with houses that have the symbol:

Alexander Knight of District 2 Lucus Terran of District 7 Valor Rosier-Archer of District 1 Carina Minuet of District 1 Aspen Fields of District 9 Ridley Harker of District 4

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SURPRISE! Welcome to our first event drop! The players above we selected by a random generator. This will happen with each event drop that involves the homes or people in the Game, so there will be opportunities for other players to have their names drawn for an event to have more participation. The other players not listed above may still be interrogated, but in a less intense way, due to their houses not having been graffitied. 

If you are wanting the interrogation to have a little bit more intense effects, please let the admin team know before you do it so we can approve it. If it involves excessive violence or like incidences, this needs to be run by the admins to make sure it fits into the story. 

If you have any questions, contact the main!

Happy event day!

[ultimavolatusrpg]

TRICK OR TREAT

Halloween has come to The Capitol and The Victor’s Village! Depending on District tradition, Victors celebrate the holiday in their own ways, whether it is more festive, or if they even celebrate at all. Or they had taken on the more Capitol approach of dressing up in costume. Most of the kids around The Capitol would go trick or treating in the busier areas of The Capitol, though for the most part, in light of recent events, the market square is still very quiet. But the Victor’s Village is open for the kids of the Village to dress up in their costumes and trick or treat around the multiple houses. But with the treats always come the tricks, and there’s bound to be some mischief afoot on this Halloween night! It’s a night of shenanigans and spooks, but mostly fun!

This is not a plot heavy event, this is just a fun, festive “event” for the players to have their characters take part in for the Halloween holiday coming up, if they would like. Feel free to create edits of your characters’ costumes if they are dressing up, or post starters relating to the holiday. Current threads may still continue through this “event”.

[ares-carnahan]

Ares had been having a relatively good week. 

After the Ball, after everything had unfolded between him and Serenity, that was the picturesque version of bliss for him. While he had one client a few days ago, that one wasn’t entirely bad. It was an older woman that was getting tired of her husband being out of the house all of the time. He didn’t care if he was causing affairs to happen -- that wasn’t his prerogative. 

Still, his and Serenity’s relationship had gotten visibly and emotionally better. She had moved a few of her things over to his mansion just in case they had yet another “sleepover”. Not that her mothers were none the wiser to what they were actually doing, it felt right that things were moving at the pace they were going. They had been dating for nearly three months. While she wasn’t quite at the place Ares was with her, it was good enough for him. 

Still, he had to take a day out of the Village for once since Persephone had asked him if he’d be able to watch Mason and Lyssa for the afternoon. He wasn’t going to turn down some Uncle time with his niece and nephew. While he wasn’t the biggest fan of his oldest sister, he did love them with all of his heart. He wanted to spoil them for the day. However, as he went to go meet with Persephone and her husband to pick them up, he found out that Alex was going to be heading into the Capitol with his mother. Not that he desired anymore company, he felt that it might make handling the eleven and nine year old a little easier with more than him around. 

Ares had gone to pick up the kids and they immediately latched to him. Lyssa wanted to see if she could sit on Ares’s shoulders, to which he did oblige the nine year old after a few minutes of begging. She was having a blast, shouting about how she had never been that high before. Ares found it amusing, but he heard all of his life how tall he was since he hit the spurt. Even Fell hated it when he started to reach over six foot and he needed new clothes and a new bed and new shoes -- everything that Fell could afford but Ares could not since he had been disowned by his mother by that point. 

They had been in the market for over an hour, having already bought Lyssa a new doll and Mason had gotten a game for his console. The kids were a little bit more spoiled than Ares admitted, considering they were Capitol bred, but Ares wasn’t much different from them. He just came squealing into the world inside of a mansion in the Village rather than a Capitol hospital. Regardless, he adored them and he wanted them to have fun for the night. 

“Hey, don’t wander too far from me, okay?” Ares called to his niece and nephew as they were hauling their new gifts around in shopping bags. 

Alex and his mother had gone somewhere a little bit behind them, but Ares started to notice something was wrong. He heard people shouting ‘I don’t know what that is!’. He stopped and turned his head, calling for his niece and nephew to come back to him. Once he saw people beginning to panic and back up, Ares caught sight of what looked like a briefcase simply hanging out next to one of the pillars on the outdoor market area. As soon as he heard someone say ‘it’s beeping!’, he knew something was off.

“Get back!” Ares shouted to them before he grabbed a hold of Mason and Lyssa and turned his head and tried back pedaling with the kids. “Alex, run back--!”

As he warned the younger District Two Victor, the deafening roars of explosions. He felt the powerful gust hit him in the back and he thought quickly, throwing himself around Mason and Lyssa as they screamed in terror, trying to get them out of the way from the chaos as more eruptions came from further down the market area. The entire place went up in clouds and flames, Ares finding it harder to breathe as he tried to navigate the crumbling and flying rocks. However, as he tried to get them away from the area, the overhang that he had sought shelter beneath had begun to crumble from a smaller blast. 

“Get down!” Ares shouted as he threw his body over the kids.

They fell to the floor, huddled and Ares put his body over them. As he went down, the overhang began to come down as debris that was being held on top of it came crashing down and Ares felt a sharp pain rip into the side of his head. As rocks and remnants of the market came down around him, Mason and Lyssa, blood gushed from his head and he blacked out, his body holding up most of the rocks that he and the children were buried beneath.

[ultimavolatusrpg]

IF WE BURN…

The Presidential Ball was a success. Plastered across the televisions of Panem, things had been relatively quiet over the last week since it ended. No sign of anymore agents, no more contact, no sign that there was any activity at all. The Rebels had fallen quiet again. 

It’s early October in Panem. The trees are beginning to change color in the Capitol and the air is becoming crisp with a little bit of biting cold. Halloween is around the corner and the costume shops and candy stores are bustling with crowds. Still, life carried on for the Capitol, Panem, and the Victors. For once, it felt quiet. Peaceful. 

Until it wasn’t.

It was a busy afternoon at a busy Capitol market street. Capitolites were bustling around, buying the latest fashions or any knick-knacks that they needed. Avoxes were gathering groceries for their families that they served. Even a few Victors and their families were making their rounds in that particular area. After all, it had everything there. The Village didn’t have everything. 

Then, people began to cry out, unsure what was happening. 

Suddenly, there was a deafening boom, wicked heat, and flying rubble as three bombs detonated along the market street. People screamed, people immediately died from the explosion, others were buried under the rubble. It only happened in seconds, but the chaos that ensued was palpable. The government deployed the majority of their Peacekeeper forces to the rubble, keeping the Capitolites and the Victors safe in their homes and putting the city on complete lock down for several days.

No one could get in or out of the Capitol or from the Village for two days. 

Along with several Capitol casualties, there were six Victor’s Village residents caught in the chaos:

Indie Hollis Alexander Knight Rhys Rosier-Archer Vista Delaroux Sierra Fletcher Ares Carnahan

All six of them were taken to a Capitol hospital and placed under medical watch to assess their injuries and treat them. After the two day quarantine ended, the Villagers were able to come into the Capitol to see the damage brought on by the act. The President has said little about what had happened, the news kept under wraps even from inside of the Districts. Unsure of who the perpetrator was, no one wanted to make conclusions too fast. Not even the President himself. 

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As of now, the Presidential Ball has been ended for a little over a week! We will be playing out the aftermath of the bombing until October 19th, 12 PM EST before we add one last piece to this puzzle and have an extended week of further aftermath from there. This will be our last Rebel Plot Drop until November, so get the most out of it while you can! 

Any of the characters that were listed above that were caught in the bombing can have as severe of injuries as they’d like. 

If anyone has any questions about this event, please contact the main or the admins on Discord. 

[ultimavolatusrpg]

The party in President Snow's mansion was going very well. The Capitol citizens mingled with the Victors, Caesar making his rounds to ask the special guests a few questions. It felt like the message of unity and peace between The Capitol and its Victors was coming across. Everything was falling into place.

What The Capitol wasn't aware of, though, were a small number of rebel agents that had made their way into the party.

Disguised as Capitolites, the agents had been keeping an eye on a few of the Victors and their family members, silently observing and waiting for the right moment to approach and have a conversation with them. When the tedious conversations with the Capitol citizens would cease, the agents would take their turn to talk with a few of the Victors and family members, subtly inquiring about their views on these affairs, life in the Village, their thoughts of The Capitol-- anything to gain an accurate opinion on their stance for the rebel cause.

The following characters will be visited by one of the rebel agents:

Pixel Delaroux

Fell Vasile

Glitter Rosseau

Cambric Batiste

Hudson Rosier-Archer

Sierra Fletcher

The players chosen can write out a self para of their interaction with the rebel agent, or allude to their interaction in threads. Current event threads can continue until next Saturday, October 12th.

As usual, if there are any questions, please ask the main!

[ultimavolatusrpg]

YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED...

The graffiti in the Victor's Village had caused quite a stir in The Capitol. The Peacekeepers had scrambled to try and find their culprit[s] among the Victors, but to no avail. All they could do was tell the public it was a meaningless act of vandalism and hope that the public would forget that any of it ever happened. But to solidify that there was nothing for the people of Panem to worry about, that there was no fight or discourse, President Snow would hold a party for the Victors and their families at his mansion.

Each Victor was sent a mandatory invitation to President Snow's mansion for a night of celebration. A night to show that Panem and its people have never been more united and at peace. Family members are also welcome. The party is mostly outdoors, people gathered just outside the front doors on the grand staircase, as well as in the Presidential Garden. The ballroom is adorned with only the finest decorations and tables line along the walls full of food and drinks. A space is open in the middle of the floor for dancing to the music playing courtesy of a live orchestra. Caesar Flickerman is even making the rounds and interviewing the party goers.

However, The Capitol's search for the vandals has not ended.

There is still suspicion, especially among the six Victors with the paint on their homes. Peacekeepers are ever vigilant throughout the events of the party, watching for any suspicious activity and reporting immediately to President Snow. The Capitol citizens are none the wiser, merely assuming the Peacekeepers were there exactly for that: to keep the peace. It was a nice touch of the night's theme.

The event will begin immediately and will run until Saturday October 5th at 11:59 am EST. Then, a poll will be made to vote on the outcome of the festivities and possible rebel activity in the party. Please make sure your ask & submission boxes are open, as Caesar may stop by and ask your character[s] a few questions for a quick interview! If there are any questions, please ask the main!