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etcircenses) wrote2014-03-06 03:08 am
etcircenses) wrote2014-03-06 03:08 am
THE FINALE IS OUTSIDE
WHO| The remaining Tributes
WHAT| The finale
WHEN| Week 7
WHERE| First floor, outside
WARNINGS| There will probably be death.
There's nothing more than a mechanized click when the front door on the first floor opens. Tributes who venture out will see that unlike the inside of the museum, the outside is perfectly curated and kept. Lush green grass spills out onto the lawns. A fountain with a copper statue of Cruentus spits fresh water.
A patio with outdoor seating fringes a fancy restaurant. Each table is set with something inside a doggie bag with 'Theodor Roosevelar Museum of Natural History' printed on its brown-paper side. Inside each bag is a long leather whip and a stick of dynamite. The intended purpose is fairly clear.
And there are steeds. The prehistoric animal fossils from the fifth floor, primarily ancient species of horses, ground sloths and deer, stand at alert with little saddles on their backs and reins dangling from their muzzles. Their bones seem dry and dull in the bright sunlight. They all behave as horses would, nickering despite their missing lungs, startling at loud noises. Only very close inspection reveals that they're actually robotic. They make little hydraulic squeaks as they paw the ground, and one, a massive prehistoric deer with a twelve-foot antler-span, makes a tiny beeping sound whenever anyone approaches. They're testy, and when spooked have a tendency to run people down.
Most interesting, however, is what lies at the very far end of the lawn, a good half-mile from the door and nearly impossible to make out. It's a helicopter, piloted by a sole Avox, sitting on the grass. There is room for only one passenger, and the small crown sitting on the seat indicates exactly which Tribute that will have to be. No one else will be getting further than today.
In the background, modern Tributes will be able to make out a dilapidated skyline that once must have been New York.
WHAT| The finale
WHEN| Week 7
WHERE| First floor, outside
WARNINGS| There will probably be death.
There's nothing more than a mechanized click when the front door on the first floor opens. Tributes who venture out will see that unlike the inside of the museum, the outside is perfectly curated and kept. Lush green grass spills out onto the lawns. A fountain with a copper statue of Cruentus spits fresh water.
A patio with outdoor seating fringes a fancy restaurant. Each table is set with something inside a doggie bag with 'Theodor Roosevelar Museum of Natural History' printed on its brown-paper side. Inside each bag is a long leather whip and a stick of dynamite. The intended purpose is fairly clear.
And there are steeds. The prehistoric animal fossils from the fifth floor, primarily ancient species of horses, ground sloths and deer, stand at alert with little saddles on their backs and reins dangling from their muzzles. Their bones seem dry and dull in the bright sunlight. They all behave as horses would, nickering despite their missing lungs, startling at loud noises. Only very close inspection reveals that they're actually robotic. They make little hydraulic squeaks as they paw the ground, and one, a massive prehistoric deer with a twelve-foot antler-span, makes a tiny beeping sound whenever anyone approaches. They're testy, and when spooked have a tendency to run people down.
Most interesting, however, is what lies at the very far end of the lawn, a good half-mile from the door and nearly impossible to make out. It's a helicopter, piloted by a sole Avox, sitting on the grass. There is room for only one passenger, and the small crown sitting on the seat indicates exactly which Tribute that will have to be. No one else will be getting further than today.
In the background, modern Tributes will be able to make out a dilapidated skyline that once must have been New York.