Ratmas Day 10 Boneass: Draw an arena!

Cornucopia
This year's tributes rise from the ground facing away from each other. Across a clear wall, a rapidly darkening abyss greets them; a few catch a cluster of bizarre fish or a solitary ominous shape drifting by, but beyond those, there is only a few yards of desolate sandy plain and empty water before the world plunges into darkness. When they turn, they find a pink and orange cornucopia decorated with oversized coral carvings and shining all the brighter for the darkness surrounding it. A few tunnels around the edges of the room, lit by the same electric lights and haunted by the same hum that will be found throughout the Arena, lead away into the unknown.

Residential Spheres
This network of small orbs holds rotating apartments with balconies that, depending on the time of day, face either inward toward open park space (complete with lawns, swing sets, and simple game courts) or outward toward the expanse. The single largest orb, toward the center, has larger buildings with the look of storefronts. Any exploration finds the buildings empty shells; there is no furniture, no food or cookware in the kitchens, no shelves or goods in the would-be stores, and no running water. This is not a city abandoned, but a city unfinished—which makes it impossible to miss each tap and scrape of someone or something else's footsteps.

Generator Room
By far the largest piece of the Arena complex, this cylindrical room houses a towering, buzzing machine and the labyrinthine network of opaque tubes surrounding it, some of which extend through the walls into water. Astute tributes will notice the sounds of water rushing in through the tubes at the top and bottom and out through those in the middle. Unlike other areas in this Arena, this room does not have platforms connected by ramps; instead, it is navigable via a series of scaffolding, ladders, staircases, and catwalks, not all of which feel steady beneath your feet as you climb.

Desalination Plant
Another, smaller network of tubes sits here, at the highest point of the complex. Most are opaque, but clear pipes run into and through the tops of all the tunnels exiting this room, except the one leading to the generator; in those, tributes can see clean, rushing water, evidently pumped in from the surrounding ocean for purification. The transportation pipes are out of reach and impossible to break, but intrepid tributes will find drinking stations around the room.

Aeroponic Towers
After the sterile, empty environment of most of the other rooms, most tributes will find this garden a breath of fresh air, but a strange breath indeed. Towers of shelves suspend the plants in midair, leaving their roots exposed for periodic sprays. Despite the lack of sun or soil, the plants thrive; dark leaves and flowers of every color stretch as far as the eye can see. Each platform in this room has several wheeled ladders for reaching the higher levels of plants.

Fish Farm
The huge tanks in this room ripple peacefully. It takes a patient eye to notice the pattern changing here or there as a fin sweeps across—until, twice a day, machines above scatter food into each tank and the surfaces erupt with fish rushing to eat their fill. Catching food seems trivial, here, but you never know what else might come looking for a meal, or whether the creatures in those vats will agree to being eaten.

Docks
Arcing around the back of this area, from one tunnel to the other, is a waiting area with uncomfortable chairs, empty food kiosks, and desks topped by huge, easily visible Information! signs. The carpet is comfortable, but the pattern takes a certain eclectic taste to appreciate. Across a wall of booths and turnstiles wait the hangars; most sit empty, but a few house small submarines. Security is absent, but the submarines are all locked, and it's probably best to not mess with the airlocks.

Disposal and Recycling Center
Considering the empty city and the unused docks above it, it's hard to say where the piles of refuse in this room came from. Whoever dumped it seems to have been in no hurry to adhere to the clearly marked containers; they proclaim things like Glass and Nutrient Recycling in bold letters, but each holds the same unsorted mix of unidentifiable debris, broken tools, and spoiled food. The stench, noticeable but not unbearable when the Games begin, becomes worse with each passing day. Useful things might await, but even if you don't disturb something trying to make a home here, finding them won't be easy or pleasant.


Water: Desalination Plant (does not need to be purified), Fish Farm
Food: Fish Farm (fish), Disposal and Recycling Center (requires spoiled food roll; tributes may be unharmed or become mildly, moderately, or severely ill)
Edible Plants: Aeroponic Towers
Medicinal Plants: Aeroponic Towers
Firewood: Disposal and Recycling Center, Docks, Generator Room, Cornucopia
Trappable Game: Residential Spheres, Disposal and Recycling Center


Day Four – Generator Room
Late in the fourth day, all lights throughout the Arena flicker ominously for twenty to thirty seconds before resuming their usual steady glow. Tributes in the Generator Room may realize that something has gone wrong with the generator when escaped ammonia vapor, denser than air after reacting with ambient humidity, settles through the room, burning their eyes and throats for five damage and limiting transit to or from the Cornucopia and Disposal and Recycling Center until the vapor dissipates the next day.

[After this event, Anthems note that the lights flicker at irregular but increasingly frequent intervals before giving out entirely (with low emergency lighting taking over), and the temperature begins plunging, eventually causing overnight damage to anyone without a way to warm themself. Like the emergency lights, the Arena's air circulation is on a separate emergency power supply and is not affected.]

Day Seven – Desalination Plant
Early in the morning of Day Seven, the desalination system springs a leak or five. At first the malfunction is subtle—a drip echoing here, a mysterious puddle there—but as the day wears on the floor of the room ends up covered in a shallow layer of water that begins trickling down to the areas below. With the system's seals compromised, water collected here now needs to be purified.

Finale
Overnight, the deteriorating structural integrity of the Desalination Plant comes to a head. Several of the external pipes burst from the walls, allowing water to pour in. Tributes wake to rapidly rising water levels and are driven to the Generator Room, where they must continuously climb to avoid drowning.

ATLANTIS

Deep beneath the sea, there lies a secret city that once thrived. Built within the confines of an impenetrable glass dome, the city has seemingly remained forgotten for centuries, unchanged and, to the naked eye, untouched. Though it looks that way, your tribute eyes know better. Within this dome awaits traps of unspeakable torture, mutations bred specifically to spill blood, even the people sleeping in this very building will be hunting for you. Though the oceanic sky is a beauty all on its own, you know the night will still hold the same terrors. As if to answer your thoughts, when you lay your head down on the sandy terrain, you can hear the ocean rushing past somewhere deeply, deeply below.

CASTLE
At the center of the arena lies a sprawling castle, containing towering fountains that spray marble courtyards with salt water, gardens of underwater plant life growing vibrant in knee-high pools of water. Only a single set of doors can be found on the castle, three stories high, and absent of a lock. Upon the bloodbath, tributes will find themselves dropped into the arena from above rather than rising from below, in glass tubes just big enough to hold a person, via parachute. Each of the tributes will form a half circle around the castle's entrance, and if anyone wants any good items, it's clear they'll have to go inside.

SPRING
As big as a lake, the spring is crystal clear. In fact, you could probably see all the way to the ocean hundreds and thousands of feet below if you wanted. The water is warm and sweet to the taste, and any bacteria that may have formed has been cooked out, making it safe to drink without boiling or purifying. However, you notice several clouds of fog within, completely obscuring the areas. You make a mental note to steer clear of them, less something dangerous be lurking within.

SEAWEED FOREST
Tall as trees, seaweed dances tall and pays gravity hardly any mind at all. You could reach out and touch a stalk to be sure, but it would softly bounce back to its original place. It could be good shelter or an excellent hiding place from things that might be trying to find you, but the things that dwell within may be just as bad.

RUINS [sub-area]
Deeply within the seaweed forest lies the ruins of something that must've once been great. Pieces of stone structure still remain standing while others have tumbled over. The walls have grown slick with algae and moss, and you get the feeling that this place is not as abandoned as one might first think. If nothing else, it sure is pretty to look at.

CORAL FIELDS
You'd be wise to watch your step here, no matter if you're in a hurry. One foot in the wrong place, and it may no longer be attached to your body. Though colorful and sweet-looking, the vast fields of coral are razor sharp and unforgiving. If anything, navigating the fields could make it more difficult for things to chase after you, but is it really worth it?

MINEFIELD
Like the seaweed forest, these mines seem to have taken gravity as more of a light suggestion than a law. They float freely in the air, large masses of slate gray, with heavy chains hanging below, dragging the ground like strings of a deflating balloon. Would you like to take one with you on your travels? Sure! They seem to all be deactivated, but whether or not you trust that is up to you.

SHIPWRECK GRAVEYARD
At least a dozen of the biggest ships you've ever seen can be found here, half-buried in sand. Their hulls have warped with age, wood cracked and splintered, sails ripped and torn. They offer shelter, certainly, but even the ships themselves seem to be distraught with nostalgia, constantly yearning for their days of sailing the seven seas. This is a deeply dark place with a haunting air almost tangible, almost enough to make you cry. Sleeping in a place so scary might not be the best idea, but at least you'll be shielded from prying eyes.