Boneass: Make me a Map, Mapmaker!

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yolo and entering all 3

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entering silliest

cato infested district two has a bunch of lance's flying out of the career centers to get tributes into the spear-it

Of course, you start off in the Cornucopia Caverns. Each player starts on their platform and they can either enter the darkness of the cave, blind - meeting anyone but taking good items, or climb to the top where some there are some mediocre prizes. (If you dare enter blindness, you don't know who you be fighting.)

Then you may enter the lava pool Lake, where you'll be sweating each step across very narrow pathways throughout the whole thing. Of course, you could stay on the outskirts where its safe but open to fights. Good place for getting fire naturally. ;)

The Bloodstained mountains are surrounded by the icy lake. Some food options are available by fishing (Trapping/lures is a good part here!) The mountains harbor vicious animals and snow creatures galore. Temps can get pretty cold, but be aware of the blood. Someone has died there. :O

At the top, you have the Vine Snap Maze. Lord, you better be good about getting through the snags. It will hold you back if you don't have the right tools. Various small game can be found here. Good hiding place and camouflage is a given.

To the left of that is the Mossy Oaks. Full of moss covered trees and lush vibrant life. Fresh water decorates the area, but be careful of amoebic possibilities. (Devil Smiley) Connected is the rocky pond that connects by a stream to the Icy Lake.

I: APOCALYPSE NOW

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CORNUCOPIA [Infinite Skycraper]: A crumbling tower that seems to go into the sky forever. Podiums sit around the edge of a circular plaza, which may once have been pristinely laid tarmac but is now nothing more than crumbling asphalt underfoot. The Cornucopia is in the Lobby; a large, open space with cracked marble tiles underfoot and damp crawling up the once-beautiful walls. Stay here long enough and the tributes might discover one of the stairwells in the corners of the skyscraper is still fully intact - but daring to ascend and search for aid further up the tower is at their own peril.

OVERGROWN ROADWAYS: Vines and weeds choke the concrete paths to the point that in some places they are barely visible. The air is unbelievably humid, full of the sounds of birds and insects. The trees, having grown without human encouragement or limitations, twist and turn and block out almost all the sunlight in the thickest places. Tributes may search the ground and find what could be evidence of the civilisation that once used these roads - bent pieces of bicycle frames, old car tyres, pieces of glass or mirrors - but it's very clear that nature has since seizes this place back for itself. (NB: Tributes can stay in the Overgrown Roadways or can use the roads to reach the areas beyond in one movement.)

SCORCHED ORCHARDS: Whatever happened here, it happened in blazing fire. Charred skeletons of trees reach upwards like bodies trying to crawl from the Underworld. The orchards carry on as far as the eye can see, the horizon obscured by the ash that swirls sordidly in the air. Perhaps the tributes will be lucky and find something still edible amongst the desolation - or perhaps they'll be unlucky and stumble across whatever it was that caused the fires in the first place.

STEAMTRAIN GRAVEYARD: The inhabitants of the industrial Districts should know better than to get too close to the twisted remains of these rusted engines, with their razor-like edges and potentially explosive fuel containers. It's clear to see that these are the remains of the Old World, before mag-lift trains and hovercrafts, when people were still so wasteful with the earth's resources. Some carts are still in-tact, and may even be able to roll over the pieces of track that criss-cross over the dry ground. Some are nothing more than piles of splintering wood and crumbling metal - still useful, if one could avoid injuring themselves trying to fashion something out of it.

ABANDONED HOSPITAL: The vastness of these old buildings suddenly give a sense of how immensely huge the arena must be. Finding a way inside the wards isn't difficult considering many of the walls have been reduced to rubble, but finding a way back out once a tribute has explored the endless corridors may be harder. Rooms full of empty beds line the corridors, some with an unsettlingly sinister feeling about them. A curious tribute may be lucky enough to find some useable medical supplies within the laboratory-like chambers... or unlucky enough to make their way into a room where anaesthetic gas has leaked inescapably into the air.

FLOODED VILLAGE: This might have been a happy place, once, where markets bustled merrily and fields full of crops brightened the landscape like a patchwork quilt. The floods changed all that. The visible roofs of the houses are just close enough together amongst piles of driftwood for tributes to navigate delicately across. The top floors of some buildings may even be accessible, though the water would have soaked so far into the mortar by now that any journey inside is immensely risky. If the storms that caused the floods were to return, the tributes would soon realise the village is not a safe place to stay; aside from the buffeting winds and terrifying thunder, all sorts of creatures could be lurking in the depths below.

INFINITE WATERFALL: The tumbling falls descending into the void below may look like an illusion to disguise the edge of the arena, but the keen-eyed among the tributes would be able to notice a dark cavern behind the curtain of silty water that hammers past - and the lucky might also be able to see the suspiciously convenient footholes that mark a way to climb down. The cavern certainly seems like a good idea, hidden, dry and warm, but a group of tributes wouldn't want to find themselves backed into a rocky corner by another alliance that happened across the place. And, furthermore, tumbling to your death from seeming hundreds of miles up is not a tidy way to go.

THICK SMOG: Don't breathe too deeply when you don't know what you're breathing. The air is sickeningly bitter and makes every object you can see (which isn't saying much, with such low visibility) seem to glow with a dark yellow aura. Staying here more than one day at a time is bound to cause some sort of respiratory problem, but with enough stumbling around in the blind daylight, one could find something they desperately needed.

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CORNUCOPIA: As soon as the podiums rise into the space, something feels different about this arena compared to the ones that have come before it. Looking up, there's no sky, no sunlight - just harsh artificial lights in a high, domed ceiling. The uncanny way it slopes to the ground behind you with no visible corners or edges gives a sensation of intense claustrophobia. Moreover, there's the fact that the tributes have no doubt they're being watched. Rather than secret cameras hidden in trees or on tiny micromuttations, the room is littered with brutish metal CCTV cameras, too high to reach with one's hands and certainly protected from damage with a high-current forcefield, but nevertheless recording intensely high-quality images of the tribute every minute of the day. The cornucopia itself looks like a large perspex cube, much like a quarantine chamber, the corners at odds with the smooth curving walls around it. It's seemingly sealed on all sides bar the sliding doors that mark the entrance. and which the Gamemakers can operate at will.

WATER-LOGGED CORRIDORS: The adjacent rooms to the Cornucopia chamber are connected on by a significant step down, and for an obvious reason. The floor of the corridors is covered in around a foot of slightly milky blue water which appears to be flowing in one direction around the ring. The current in some places is strong compared to in others, but the speed of the flow means that tributes should be careful not to drop anything important as they attempt to traverse the space or make camp there, and it could end up floating right into the hands of another tribute. Night and day appear to be controlled in this room simply by the glaring artificial lights turning on and off, totally due to the choice of the Gamemakers. Every once in a while, a thick glob of some sort of ooze or slime may drift past the tributes, perhaps with something they want stuck inside it. But... it must be their imagination that it seems to be breathing... right?

OMINOUSLY GLOWING CORRIDORS: Although the climate in these maze-like corridors seems no different from the ones before or after it, with their obvious CCTV cameras and eggshell-smooth ceilings, the tributes may have the odd sensation of their skin starting to itch and burn if they stay still too long. The walls, floors and ceiling glow sinisterly green, even through the night - making it difficult to tell how much time has passed until the tributes themselves begin to feel exhausted. Yet, it does prove quite difficult to get to sleep when one can hear that maddening hum of energy in their head all the time. At least the tributes can console themselves that it's just paranoia which has got their thoughts fixed on radiation poisoning... or at least they hope.

DIMLY LIT CORRIDORS: The light levels in this labyrinth might once have been controlled in the original arena design, but when the flickering started, sometimes casting the rooms into pure darkness, sometimes brightly illuminating them to the point of blindness, the Gamemakers must have decided it would pose an enjoyable psychological trial for the tributes. Not enjoyable for them, of course. The strobe effects cause hallucinations, and the tributes could even begin to experience aural illusions or the sensation that the floor is moving under their feet, as well. 

OUTSIDE?: Is that... no, it can't be... sunlight? Plants, streams, wildlife? After the nauseating effects of the rooms past, the tributes might think they're imagining this paradise by the time they reach it. That probably won't stop them from indulging on the fruit and sweet fresh water that spills around them in abundance. And, as long as they pretend they haven't noticed the CCTV cameras still glaring at them from overhead, the filaments heaters glowing from under pockets of mossy earth, and the spotlights giving the effect of daylight high high up above, they really might be able to believe they've reached relief. The arena might not be so bad after all.

CRAWL SPACES: Although the rings of the arena are connected by almost invisible sliding doors, which open totally silently when movement nearby is detected, the keen-eyed among the tributes might be able to spot the teenager-sized vents which can act as shortcuts between rings. Although the crawl spaces are easy to traverse for groups of any size, they certainly aren't large enough for whole alliances to camp in overnight; however, one tribute alone might be able to manage it. There is a risk of using the vent system as a shortcut, though - the twists and turns can be difficult to keep track of, so while the tributes may be intending to end up in one place, there's a risk they could come out somewhere completely different. (NB: When using the crawl spaces to reach another area overnight, a dice must be rolled with a large chance the tributes end up somewhere random rather than their intended destination).

III: DIMENSIONS IN TIME AND SPACE

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CORNUCOPIA: The soles of the tributes' shoes begin to sizzle the minute they're off their podiums. The cornucopia sits on the centremost chunk of earth floating in a bed of hot lava, which the tributes must navigate if they want to make it towards or away from the treasure alive. The edge of the cornucopia island bubbles with rapidly solidifying magma, and is lapped at by a vast, pitch black ocean. Tributes can just make out each of the islands over the surging waves. [Potential RE Natural Disaster: The floor is literally lava]

Every tribute's podium has a small boat harnessed to it, with oars shaped like solar panels which give the impression of the boat as a person-sized satellite.

MERCURY ISLAND: Rising out of the black ocean, this rocky island doesn't appear to yield much in the way of food or water, but also seems void of any wildlife, too, which could be a relief for tributes trying to flee a bloodthirsty muttation. Watch out, though, this Island's proximity to the Cornucopia means it's susceptible to sudden blistering flashes of heat which could come at any time. [Potential RE Natural Disaster: Blistering heat]

VENUS ISLAND: A pale island which seems to be covered in a low mist very close to the surface. Its white, reflective surface means the light can become unbearable at midday, so be sure to pack your sunglasses if you want to be able to watch out for whoever - or whatever - is sneaking up on you. [Potential RE Natural Disaster: Glare-induced blindness]

EARTH ISLAND: Abundant with plants, and you could swear the air almost tastes sweeter on this island, too. A safe haven where it seems like nothing bad could happen; but we all know that that's never the case with the Games, or with our planet. The tectonic structure of the island means that earthquakes could strike unexpectedly, but definitely devastatingly. [Potential RE Natural Disaster: Earthquake]

MARS ISLAND: Red dust spirals into the air as soon as the tributes drag their boats up onto the island, settling on everything it comes into contact with. Tributes will need to keep their breathing shallow here to avoid coughing and giving away their positions. However, not even shallow breathing could stop the tributes getting into trouble when strong winds blow off the black sea currents, causing buffetting sandstorms that could tear a tribute's skin to pieces if they don't find shelter. [Potential RE Natural Disaster: Sandstorms]

JUPITER ISLAND: Although at first the sulphurous steam that absorbs this island may make it an unappealing stop, putting up with the smell and the humidity will prove valuable for the tributes as the island provides both a source of water and a place to bathe. Watch out that you pick the right pools for it, though, as some of the springs are boiling due to the magma chambers extending out from beneath the cornucopia, and disturbing them could set them shooting hot steam and water angrily into the sky. [Potential RE Natural Disaster: Geysers]

SATURN ISLAND: The circular sandbar that separates the black sea from the main island has caused a sort of moat to form around Saturn Island, which over time has become a fairly effective filtration system, making this a source of drinkable water. Tributes will also be able to find food on the island thanks to the tropical plants and trees that grow all over this natural beach scene. However, of course, with beaches come beasties, and the tributes might become victims of the many flying insects which live around the mostly stagnant freshwater. [Potential RE Natural Disaster: Swarms]

URANUS (lol) ISLAND: This island seems strangely... quite. Its pale blue surface is unnaturally smooth, and seems to echo underfood. Could it be that the crust seems eggshell-fragile for more reason than there's simply an empty chasm below...? [Potential RE Natural Disaster: Massive Fucking Mutt hatches out of its egg and fucking EATS YOU]

NEPTUNE ISLAND: Rather than being a piece of land, this swirling fountain of water just starts where the black sea finishes. Tributes may have to stay in their boats until the blue tides recede enough to reveal any sort of landing, but they should take this as a warning, too - water always draws back just before a huge wave hits. [Potential RE Natural Disaster: Tidal Wave]