Anthem - Day 2

He's always been a bit of a night owl, comes with the starving artist territory and the fact that Kelsier lives alone. There's never really been much reason to keep a schedule before now.

When they started all of this, Kel could barely stand to spend longer than an hour as a hologram. Georgia would adjourn their meeting and he'd tear the headset off before Sloane could coo her usual goodbye. Since the tributes arrived however, he spends more of his day in the training centre than back on solid ground. He's getting used to it, sort of, just constantly being around people.

He could be better at it, he could have more patience and he could stand to be a little kinder. Fortunately for Kel, he wasn't hired for his social skills or his complete lack of them– that's what Sloane's for.

Six twenty-four in the morning and he's perched on a chair in the control room, gaze fixed on the large digital clock protruding out of the control panel. The four flips to five and Kel looks over at Sloane, "Open the gate." She presses a glowing red button on the wall beside her, it goes green and Kel turns to look at one of the screens on the wall. He watches for a quiet moment and then nods, "He's going North."

"Oh, that'll be a great start," says Sloane.

The clock face reads six thirty and Kel leans forward, "Okay, Georgia."

Georgia starts the sunrise by slowly pushing two dials up on the console in front of her. A few weeks ago, the three of them spent hours programming sunsets and sunrises up to ten days worth, just in case. "It needs to be completely real to them, all of it," he'd said.

And Georgia had understood right away, "Each one has to be totally unique."

It begins with a slow brightening, as if a veil, dark as midnight is being pulled away from the arena, leaving a dull greyish blue colour in its rippling wake. Slowly, that brightens further and at the same time, Georgia spins another dial gently. The discordant chirping of birds begin to fill some areas of the arena. Cascades of burnt orange overladen with golden hues start to build around the rim of the western edge of the arena, until finally, a honey-yellow sun rises swiftly from behind the crumbling tower. The colours fade into each other and at long last, the sky deepens into a cornflower blue.

Kelsier rests his chin on his knees. "Perfect," he breathes. He lets the moment last for a little while longer and then stands to get a better look at the miniature version of the arena in the centre of the room. Fog rises up slowly under the crisp, early autumn sun and lays a blanket over the areas that connect to the throne room.

"Now," Kel says softly, "Let's hope that they've been paying attention."

〰️

Congratulations on surviving Day 1!

...odd.

None of you have fallen yet which means that there are still twenty-three tributes left between you and victory.

Hmm... Perhaps you had better get a move on before things get... ugly. After all, you don't want your story to end at chapter two now, do you?

✧ Due to the 98th Day 1 Movement mechanic:
all of you spent the night in the throne room / the area around the throne room. Before posting in your mandate, please refer to this RE.

〰️ General Information
✧ Day 2 ends on Oct 25th, 2024 @11:59PM PST.
✧ Maint, initiative & locations are due by Oct 24th, 2024 @11:59PST
✧ Posting is mandatory for all tributes. The 24hr rule is in full effect.

〰️ Mandated Fights

CLIMBING TREES
7:00 AM
The Darlings [Wealth]: Florentine (87), Eulalie (45), Andromache(37) vs. i̴̤͕͍̙̗͖̐̽͝n̴̛̠̫̭̲̬̩̮̐͊̃̓͆̀̌̽̚͝p̸̧̣̲͌̑̅͆́̽̊͌͑͘u̴̡̢̥̺̪͈͙̿̿͋͐̾͐͌̚ͅt̴̡̛̛̺̘̭̯̦͖͎̺̯͙͊̅͑̈́̔̄͆͆ ̷̞̾ȩ̷͉̻̳̼̖̹͕͕̝̭͋̽ṙ̵̨̭̘̩͇̖̆͊͊̉́̄͐͘r̸̹̬̜̹̈͆ô̶̠̺̻̟̜̽̂̾̽̽͝ͅr̴̨̛̺̪͍̼̩̟͉̺̠̜̂̏̀͐̏̚ [@ ]
Posting Order: ▇▇▇▇, Florentine, Eulalie, andromache

7:45AM
ghost boys!: brad (83), Maverick (78) vs. ȇ̵̖̉̆́͐̑̕r̴̭̗͕̭̗̺̹̓̓̊̌͠r̶̲̜̺͎̗̙̋̓͘͜͜͠͠o̶̢̢̟̹̝̜͈̽ṙ̴̨̠̹͎̖͍͈̫̹͎ ̵̠̟̪̲͈̽͐̒̇̓ͅe̵̝̳̟̐́͒̕͘r̸̩͓̃͠r̵͕̬͉̺̎̈̓͆̀̊͛̊̄̚ͅó̶͉͉̭͓r̸͍̳͉̫̐͌ͅ
Posting Order: ▇▇▇▇, brad, mav

8:30AM
something rotten: August (48), Thompson (23), Tsiuri (5) vs. t̸̗̖̠͎͑͋̅́͋ŗ̷̰̮̟͎̅̈̅̽̎͒͘͜͝a̶͍̳͚͑́͛n̵͇̙̰̝̣͆ṡ̴̲̞̪̥͎̪͇́͑̇͛̈́̆͠m̷̧̪͐î̸̢̻͖̠̘̱̳͕̍́̐s̵̠̓͐̈́͒ş̷̥͙̭̦̹̘̰̐̉̄̊̏̈͋̾̓̀i̷̡̩͎̺̥̾́͛̾̀̂o̵̤̰̫͙̔̂͊͝n̸͕̭̺̩̖̜͔͙͐͝?̴̧̢̝̜̪͉̖̮̖̤́̑̀̀̏̇͛́͆͋
Posting Order: ▇▇▇▇, august, Thompson, tsiuri

9:15AM
skiplaurel (44) vs. e҉n҉d҉ ҉t҉h҉i҉s҉
Posting Order: ▇▇▇▇, skiplaurel

THE PONDS

9:45AM
gingersnaps: cynder (75), izzabel (63) vs kristof (49) vs m̸̡̛̠͔͔͔͙̩̫̳͖͊̚a̸̟̤̫̮͉͎̲͑̌̇͆̿͜y̸͓̦͙̭̼̦̙̹̼̓̽̾̓͛͒͘͘͝ ̸͈̹͓̱̩̪͓͚̈̑̿̎̐̎̓͐̚ĥ̷̗̘̟̻̺̹͇̽̃͗͊͋͝e̶̢͙̫̘̱̥̅̓̽̾̌͆͝͝ͅ ̵̢̢̛̯͔̘͗̈́̈̋̓̃̎͝ͅr̶̹̠̋̄͂̀̇̂͝͝e̵͉̝̺̻͔̖̼̦͛̌̅̊̀͒s̵̢̲̜̱̟͈̻̾̓͐̄̉̑̎̄̈́t̵̻̟̩̖͇̅͋͋̚̚
Posting Order: ▇▇▇▇, cynder, izzabel, kristof

10:30AM
baby (73) vs revel (41) vs esther (11) v ▇▇▇▇
Posting Order: ▇▇▇▇, baby, revel, Esther

11:15AM
trad wives: lucian (38), tick (52) vs p̶̺͎̘͇̰̘̎͐͐r̵̡̲͙͕͊̐̈́͑̔͜o̵͇̗̗͕̮̙͊̾̓͐͛̚ṭ̷̢͕̯̔̎͠e̶̥͕̱̘͈̅̈́͊͑͜͝ç̶̜̭͐̕ṭ̴̛̹̜̊̊̂͘͠o̴̢̥̻̱̓̒̚ř̶͈̳̩͙̜͛̈́̀͛̎
Posting Order: ▇▇▇▇, tick, luci

THE RUBBLE

12:00PM
d'arcy (53) vs andres (48) vs ▇▇▇▇
Posting Order: ▇▇▇▇, d'arcy, Andres,

12:45PM
pearl (29) vs kingston (20) vs. r҉e҉v҉e҉a҉l҉ ҉h҉i҉m҉ [@ ]
Posting Order: ▇▇▇▇, pearl, Kingston

MERMAID BAY*

1:45PM
noah (64) vs s҉t҉o҉n҉e҉ ҉k҉n҉i҉g҉h҉t҉
Posting Order: ▇▇▇▇, noah

2:30PM
wild things!: georgie (20), umber (9) vs ḁ̶̯̋t̷͙͗ ̸͚͍̊l̷̖͇͊̀à̶̦͔͑s̵̺̤̾̉ ̸̞̆̃?̴̙̫̌ ̷̘̄?̷͙͙͋͘ ̵͓̾͘?̸̜̹̀ ̶̲̈́?̴̫̑͑
Posting Order: ▇▇▇, georgie, umber

〰️ Additional notations:
*tributes used endurance to reach mermaid bay
✧ Please pay attention to your specified IC mandate time.
    - This is not when your fight will be posted but when your opponent will make their approach.
✧ A gamemaker will be starting all fights on this day.


CLIMATE
The days still cling to warmth even as autumn sets in, the nights are cool, and the cold seeps into your bones. Until the early afternoon, a blanket of fog lies over all areas connected to the throne room, coming up to about chest height. This does not affect vision.
Temperature: 57°F | 14°C
Humidity: 95%

Tributes must drink water and eat food or they will take damage.
A continually updated table can be found here, on the HG Engine