Who| Albert, Wesker, Jet, Joan, Leo, Phi, Stephen
What| Planting bombs, putting on their terrorist shoes
Where| The Tribute Tower
When| Evening
Warnings/Notes| Takes place at the same time as the Technology Center

The Tribute Tower. Once a sparkling monument to the Capitol’s might and a residence to rival even the most luxurious of Capitol apartments now stands a silent, empty sentinel to the human (and nonhuman) drama that once graced its halls. Here is where all Tributes were judged, weighed, and valued based on their skills and gumption. Here is where the innocent and the guilty of many walks were kept like pets, the opulence masking just how wicked a prison they were being held within.

Now it stands empty and cold. No longer needed in this time of war, where masks start to slip and a gilded cage is cast aside for a fortified kennel, more honest in its uses even if the Capitol media will still not call it what it is; the place where the dogs of war are kept.

But even dogs must be appeased and so a small group has been gathered - four escorts and three off-worlders - to set foot within the dusty halls and silent floors of the former Tribute Tower under the guise of allowing the off-worlders to retrieve items they’d left behind when the move was made. Clothing, trinkets, sponsor gifts and the like, all deemed safe to possess and therefore a method of appeasement as the war drags on.

The building has only the bare minimum of power. With the dam destroyed in District 5 and many other smaller plants no longer providing to the Capitol, electricity too has become the victim of rationing, and a large empty facility doesn’t need it so much as the residences or businesses in the rest of the city. They will not be watched here, the cameras dead eyes hidden in the walls. The Avoxes are gone too, leaving the Tower a husk of its former self. The visitors leave footprints in the dust as they traverse the building, left in perfect condition but simply abandoned.

It’s the perfect place for what they’re planning.

Who| Jet open, Albert and open and one closed prompt for Jet and Albert
What| Stirring rebellion
Where| All over the Capitol, especially blind and/or deaf spots
When| After Snow's post
Warnings/Notes| Whispers of rebellion. Due to the nature of the log, threads might be short as the intention is to rebuild the rebel network in the Capitol itself and start planning for some kind of action. Threads can be continued or built on in the upcoming breakout or plotted for after!
( And New Lines On My Face )

Who| Leonidas and open to all
What| The Bitchy Hobbit recovers and trains
Where| Various Places
When| Early January, after the D1 Battles
Warnings/Notes| None other than Leo being Leo.

( Your promise is broken, I drank your sacred water )

Who| Everyone who's anyone.
What| The Crowning of Cullen Rutherford.
Where| The new Rutherford Castle.
When| Friday, late afternoon into the evening.
Notes| This event is mandatory for all Tributes to attend. Even if you do not tag in, your character will attend this party. Peacekeepers will be on high alert, so no funny business.
WARNINGS| Please warn appropriately in headers.

( It could be worse. There could be chaos. )

Who| Felicity Yoshida and sympathetic looky-loos you
What| Felicity has herself a great big cry over her dead celebrity crush.
Where| Gary's memorial in the park
When| Week 6
Warnings/Notes| None yet

( ...is your punchline just a joke? )

WHO| Temple and OPEN; Temple and Clint
WHAT| Temple hits the town and goes to a spa.
WHEN| Week 6
WHERE| All over the Capitol
WARNINGS| Temple, so mentions of rape may happen, although anything in-depth will get its own warning.

( Baby I'm speeding and red lights are run. )I. OPEN

When rabbits are cornered by predators, they freeze. Some theories say they go blind from fright, too terrified to even see the escapes before their noses. This would be an apt description for Temple's current state, with her best friend labeled a traitor and the Peacekeepers more than willing to drag her son into the political mess of Mentorhood, but the paralyzing, myopia-inducing fear only constricts her ability to think, not to party. Not to hit the town with a child leashed to an Avox or shopping bags laden with enough goods to dress an entire District for a week.

She's aggressively friendly if she meets you on the street, trailing her Avoxes behind her like a wedding train. Something about it is almost desperate, as if the doll-like facade that she so buries herself under is cracked and brittle and she's just trying to patch the leaks with her palms and her handshakes. She's liable to get your name wrong, since she's been drinking since six a.m. this morning, although these lapses in memory are the only indicator that she's that inebriated. Sometimes she just approaches people she knows and hands them a shopping bag of expensive wares, insisting that she was thinking of them as she was shopping and knew they had to have it. She does this especially to Tributes, although occasionally to other Staffers.

Sometimes she cruises the local restaurants and clubs eyeing up those she might be able to take to bed with her with no concerns, no witnesses. Few people know as many blind spots in the Capitol as Temple Stevens, adulterous to a fault but discrete enough to never have anything caught on tape. There are, of course, clips of her kissing, canoodling, placing her hands in places that daytime airings of the Games would censor, but never anything enough to terminate a marriage on principle. Besides, there are enough open marriages in the Capitol that no one ever bothers to truly look twice at a District hussy in Capitol clothes.

By the beginnings of most nights, she's bubbly, fashionable, charming and more than willing to buy friends and strangers alike a drink. By the end, she tends to be a bit more maudlin, still spending money haphazardly but less out of generosity and more as a prophylactic to feeling poor.

Find her for company, or she'll find you.


( I know you've had a rough time, but here I come to hijack you. )

Who| Emily and YOU
What|
Where| Around the Training Centre
When| A couple of days before the start of the Arena
Warnings/Notes| None inherent, will update as necessary

( under here )

Who| TYP Children and You?
What| TYP Children have the opportunity to look around.
Where| The Tribute Tower main floor.
When| Now through the week leading up to the arena.
Warnings/Notes| TYP children showing up early is not mandatory. This is merely an avenue for those NPC players who were interested.

In part with the President’s wishes, the District children are not training or living in the same building, but rather, a refurbished old Tribute tower as was used in the days before Tributes were offworlders of vast number. Mentors, Escorts, and Stylists alike will need to travel to the new building to work with them, then travel back to see to their offworld Tributes. Public appearances are minimal so long as the Tribute is kept busy with training and private interviews. There is, however, a brief chance to meet a few of them before the arena, should you catch them on a visit to the offworlder’s tower, restricted to the main floor. Through this, the lucky few District children able to show are allowed fleeting glimpses in person of those they will be competing with and possibly even a chance to talk to them in person.

Who | Torin Byrd and you!
What | The Mini Arena wasn't kind to Torin, but Torin is sick of the hospital. Surely wheelchair theft will solve his problems.
Where | Various places, see prompts.
When | Sometime after the Mini Arena.
Warnings/Notes | Discussion of Arena violence/injury/trauma.
( Torin, you're a horrible patient. )

Who| Feferi Peixes and... Anna of Arendelle, Peggy Carter, Leonidas Cora, and Stephen Reagan
What| Tribute Release Program interviews!
Where| various rooms, wherever appropriate
When| somewhere within the Tribute Parade planning fray, possibly a bit after
Warnings/Notes| none at the moment!

( sending big waves into motion )