Turn in your Tickets! {WonkaBlitzPlot}

[Wonder]

HIBBY b u t h
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[presto]

Mediocre. She sighed heavily throw her fibreglass lungs, it was all amusing but really - everything edible, now what was the point? What high-ranking Capitolite would also want twenty pounds of extra weight added onto to their physique - none of them that Hibby knew, that was for sure. The nerve, the absolute nerve. Mind you, they were all foolish in one way or the other, every little girl had a secret the size of a wooden canister that could be hidden under the bed. Some even larger, she bemused herself with thoughts of her own father's foolishness, what a dull man. Dull as a candy cane with no stripes, twisting the white linen gloves that sported her hands along the rugged patches of candy cane trees - it was all, after all, amusing.

The other guests fled through, idiots grovelling after delicacies. Surely they hadn't even gotten to the good part yet, but here they were. Trotting aimlessly along like children. Hmph. The candy cane aisles slowly filled themselves up with the spectacles of human beings she could call guests, painted in boring and overdone outfits - where were the rich here, where were the stylish? Everyone is simply - average. For christ sake, Hibby might as well cut off her very own tongue and join the rest of the servant boys that had tailored along, following heavy on her trench coat - ah, if only they would do her bidding while she was here. Carrying so much chocolate would get a little tiring - chocolate, "When are we going to get to the creme filled eggs," Hibby muttered to herself, very annoyed, "I didn't come for this dilly dallying."

[/presto]

[Will]

Before Malissa can answer my question, Mr. Twixter comes out, apologizes, and invites us in. Fortunately, I was beginning to believe that he wouldn't.I follow him inside with the crowd of other guests. My jaw drops when he opens the double doors. It's incredible. Gorgeous! He says, nearly EVERYTHING is edible! Did I hear eggnog? The river is made of EGGNOG?! I LOVE eggnog so much! I race over to the river of eggnog, lean over it and start cupping the sweet beverage into my hands and guzzling it into my mouth. I'll have to work extra hard this afternoon at the gym! I'll never forget this day! I think to myself as my taste buds dance with joy.

[Onyx]

“it must seem like a fairy tale” pig teeton-darwin - seventeen - avox The doors open and I'm blinded for a moment by a bright white light. My eyes adjust, and as everything comes into focus I see the source; snow. It covers everything, tumbling from four giant shakers on the impossibly high ceiling. As I step inside with the rest of the eager crowd, the first thing that hits me is the smell. It's so sweet, and so rich, I can't help stopping and taking a deep breath in. Looking around me as the others disperse, I look for a quiet area where I can try some parts of the scenery. Everything is dazzling. Several of the others are already complaining, while some stuff their faces and some their pockets. I roll my eyes, heading away. I'm used to eating alone, and in a place so full with confectioneries as this I'll be most comfortable by myself. A wall of brownies seems like a good place to start, and I trot over keenly. However, no sooner have I crammed the first handful into my mouth when I realise something awful. I can't taste it. Granted, there's some lingering flavour, and the texture as it slides down my throat is delightful by itself, but the thick, warm taste of chocolate that I recall so well from my days before the Capitol just isn't there. I swallow, but suddenly the mouthful has become bitter and I am loath to take another. My nose wrinkles and the corners of my mouth pull down. How stupid I was, to think there was anything in this building, for me.

blitz post 14 // pig+wonka plot
© delusional

[Gone5eva]

Malissa Dawn She did not run off like so many others, nor did she stay put grumpily like so many more. She wandered to one of the 'Pine' trees, her fingers rising to gently stroke the soft needles. Cotton candy would melt the second it came into contact with flesh, and she wasn't one for nude art. Maybe she could do something with wrappers? Her fingers moved along, gently stroking a large, caramel apple. If she hollowed them out, she could make them into a bra for a skinny model. She turned, and noticed most of the others had scampered off like young children, and laughed her melodic laugh. She took nothing with her when she returned to Mr. Twixters, her fingers lacing as her hands fell to her front. (Code nabbed from The Awesome Anzie)

[Kire]

Does, Says, Thinks

He was so enraptured in the display around him that he hadn't noticed the girl approaching him. "Enjoying yourself?" He turned to look at her, wide eyes narrowing to normal as he gazed at her a moment. Nursey had warned about strangers, but she didn't seem bad - the candy in her hands and around her lips betraying her indulgence. He nodded, "Mhm. You look like you are too." He smiled at her sweetly, Nursey always said to be polite. Distracted from his conversation by a tasty looking rock he had just kicked, he scooped up the hard candy and began to lick at it, gazing around at more sweets he might grab.

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[Onyx]

“it must seem like a fairy tale” pig teeton-darwin - seventeen - avox Wandering back towards the eggnog river, I plop myself down on a rock (whose only purpose for me is as a rock, seeing as I'd get no pleasure from eating it). Around me, the others screech with delight, and I seem to be the only one milling around. Will Mr Twixter notice? I glance around me guiltily, ready to hide my sullen expression and smile as I have so many times before at pointless dinner parties or when given some task I'd really rather not do. But he's nowhere to be seen, so with a sigh of relief I slump back down again, idly looking at my reflection in the river. Is all you can eat ever really a good idea? I ponder bitterly, knowing that this bad mood was only brought on by my own lack of privilege. Oh, how conceited I am. That thought makes me laugh, as I regard all the spoiled Capitolites around me. They have everything they could ever want - and now more, too. So why shouldn't I be entitled to a little complaining?

blitz post 20 // pig+wonka plot
© delusional

[Knuckles]

Vladimir Dostoyevsky

This once in a life time opportunity that has been placed before me is amazing. When my master ordered me to come, I wasn't excited because I was being forced to go. I was forced to do his will, but now that I'm here, he can't order me around. He can't tell me what I can and can't eat. He can't tell me anything because I'm away from him, but I know he'd want me to make him proud. He'd want me to represent him well. I slowly walk through the area with a large grin on my face keeping my mouth shut. I'm sure most people have figured out that I'm an avox by now, but I don't want to show anyone. I reach down and pick up a brownie from the road. I know I won't be able to taste it, but I'm going to imagine the taste. I slowly shove the piece of brownie into my mouth. I can imagine the chocolate that floods my mouth. I place a hand over my stomach rubbing it like I'm enjoying it. I look at the river that's made of eggnog. It doesn't seem very appetizing, but nothing is appetizing anymore. I don't like eating. I only eat because I have to. I sigh silently as I scoop my hand into the eggnog shoving some into my mouth. It would be much better if I could taste what I was drinking and eating.

[Sage]

I don't understand how it is that I ended up with this ticket but to a candy factory, it would seem to be a child's dream come true but something seems off as I walk silently towards the large looming building that holds the famous place. As an avox, I am lucky to be able to go to this, normally, I'd be expected to do something that most avoxes do, which is give the ticket to my owner but I am not an ordinary avox. I now have a family which is kind of nice and I'm essentially free, although, when guests come over, I'm expected to help out like most avoxes. My boots crunch up the walkway and I see a big group of people, all of them are older than me, no surprise there. I join the group waiting to enter the place and feel nervousness claw at my stomach. I want to speak to someone but as I'm about to open my mouth, I remember, I'll never speak again. These people around me have rendered me silent for the rest of my life. I close my mouth and instead, try to find other avoxes like me who were lucky enough to get a ticket.

[Rosetta]

Luca Stentori~

If Mr. Twixter expected me to be amused by all this fanfare, I am not.

My leg has begun to hurt. Of course, my master forgot the obvious: my limp and sent me along anyway. The room smells like candy cane and winter. So sweet and it pulls me back to the drafty attic above my former master’s room. The snow used to slide through a crevice in the ceiling and pitter-patter onto my floor and under the rough sheets, I’d draw Velia closer to me. But, like everything in the Capitol, this winter is artificial and edible. It isn’t real and it will melt on their tongues and disappear as quickly as Velia did when her pregnancy showed and Zell when she was absorbed into the television to do interviews and coyly smile as she described her designs.

I spy a Capitol girl drawing away from the candy with a thoughtful look on her face and my heart leaps. It’s the same look Zell has when she’s bent over her work, drawing a new dress or blazer. Suddenly, I find myself limping closer to this girl, but I don’t say anything nor do I make an acknowledgement. It’s not my place.

Instead, I enjoy the clarity of her laugh.

^^directed at skittlekat!

[charade]

For the most part, his guests appeared to be enjoying themselves, but a few seemed uninterested by what the holiday room had to offer. No matter, there were plenty of other rooms for the guests to have fun in and many treats to be hand. Perhaps they had spent too much time in the first room. He opened his mouth to say something, but at that very moment the lights flickered.

And then went out.

** Each of you, please PM me your character’s reaction to the lights going out by 10:00PM EST/7:00PST. Your reactions will determine what happens to each individual. **

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Raven Trenton

Unfortunately for Raven, he never got his answer from the young Avox as Mr. Twixters came in to show them to their first room. It was an obviously time for them to move on as they had way too much time to mingle in his opinion. They we're led into what Twixter called "the Holiday Room". Appropriately named to as it appeared to have been a winter wonderland. "Snow" covered everything from the huge candy canes lining the path to the trees that held even more candy. There appeared to even be a river of a yellow substance that reminded Raven of eggnog. Eggnog, no it can't be, he thought as he walked further down the brick pathway. Twixter proves him right as he announces that everything in the room is edible and that the brook is in fact eggnog. Well this is cool. Raven bent down and took a piece off from the path, finding that it was in fact chocolate, his favorite. He then broke a candy cane off from the path and decided to use it as a cane.

The old man Raven was soaking in the room, taking in the wonder that it beheld. How is everything edible? How does it stay in form and not deteriorate? he wondered as he carried his weight onto his new makeshift cane. When Mr. Twixters was about to speak however the light flickered out. At first the thought that it was too coincidental ran in Raven's head; but he quickly brushed it off as he thought how many "coincidences" happen in the Games. Mnay more thoughts filled his head like the power going out or that it was part of the tour. But who really knows? Raven stood with his trusty new cane in hand and waited for the light to return.

[charade]

Reaction results:

Anyone who grabbed a candy cane is safe from harm during the end of round two event:
This affects Vail Regina Greene,Raven Trenton.Vladimir Dostoyevsky,

Anyone who walks backwards, walks near, or interacts with the Eggnog River in some way will fall in, thrashing around for the full duration of the light being off.

Anyone who fails to send in a reaction in time will also stumble into the river.

This affects Aelius "Lee" Prejduo, Luca Stentori, Juno Veranda,Pig Teeton-Darwin,Chrysanthemum Byrd, Hibby Buth.


The lights were off for a total of four minutes before the back-up generator kicked in. During the blackout, Mr Twixters frantically tried to reassure everyone not to worry. A couple splashes reached his ears and he guessed that a few of his guests had floundered into the drinkable river. When the lights returned, he saw at least six people at varying depths of the river. Luckily, it was only four feet deep. Mr Twixters helped each of them out of the eggnog in turn, apologizing profusely to each of the capitolites and avoxes in turn, before stopping and sucking in a shocked breath. One of his lucky winners was slowly drifting face down in the nog. One of the Avoxes, a girl named something something Darwin. Upon pulling her out of the drink, he gulped nervously and shook his head. She wasn’t breathing; she must have drowned, because a candy cane was jammed between her teeth. She must have been eating the treat and went under, unable to keep her mouth closed. Mr Twixters laid her out carefully on the bank and apologized to the the rest of the ticket holders. He would have to call the avoxes owner and let them know they needed to get a new one, but hoped that this unhappy circumstance would not stop the rest of them from enjoying the rest of the tour.

END OF ACT ONE
**Breathe a sigh of relief, if you survived, because its only going to get harder from here. Enjoy today’s ratmas gift while I get things ready for act 2. A new thread will be up sometime tonight! **