Event Log: Party Royale

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Party Royale event
Where: All over the city!
When: September 22nd-29th
Warnings: Paintball, loss of consciousness, and partying!

As is par for the course in Hadriel, at some point throughout the day- waking up, making breakfast, doing laundry- you find an item. This isn't just any item though, it's a tried and true paintball gun, shining and just waiting to be picked up. This gun never runs out of ammunition, never malfunctions, and almost always hits the target that you're aiming at, so say hello to your new best friend for the next week.

Touching or picking up the gun will fill you with a competitive surge, which will likely increase when you find the note that's left with it, saying nothing more than be the last one standing. With instructions like that, how could you lose?

Well, you could lose if someone else shoots you. But never fear, there's a plan for that too! Even if you embrace the throes of unconsciousness, the gods have got your back and will eventually teleport you into a grand party where prizes will be handed out based on how long you survived. Awesome! At this party is also the traditional copious amounts of food and drink, as well as everyone's favorite goddess Delight and everyone's slightly-less-favorite goddess Rage!

Happy paintballing, and may the odds be ever in your favor!

► This log covers September 22nd-29th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well
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Comments

[so_dark_a_road]

"I didn't notice either. I've done a lot of shooting but haven't hit anybody so far."

He considers.

"Shall we go get the ladder truck and use it for an ambulance? Practice our fireman's carrying techniques?" He shrugs his strong shoulders a little humorously. He certainly is capable of hefting a person up on those shoulders. They'll have to get the bodies up on the truck somehow.

[so_dark_a_road]

[ He smiles back. He's not doing so badly himself. Still, it's true that alcohol does not cure all ills. ]

This way, my lady! [ He leads the way to the dance floor. ]

I got the gun. It's a bit antiquated, by modern standards, but well-made. If it doesn't shoot straight, I can tinker with it and make sure it does. But I won't get the chance till they let us out of here! I'm getting a bit restless. And you?

[requiemshark]

Tequila might not solve everything, but it might calm the moment down a little. Smooth out some of the edges for Drake. Ephemera pours out a shot and slides it over to Drake. He's still got his bottle of...whatever the fuck it is. It's sweeter than beer and also a hell of a lot stronger. "Drink up. Lup had me doing shots."

[braveoff]

Drake doesn't hesitate, the shot goes down the hatch with only the slightest grimace. This place seriously needs limes but he's drank way worse than this before. He passes the glass back and motions for another.

"Of course she did." He does grin, then, remembering how he met her. "She make you dance, too? Girl's a menace."

[pocketspa]

[Frankly, Taako would probably hate himself if he could see his own face right now, tilting his head just slightly as Kravitz brushes over a long ear, feeling so utterly adored. Of course, that makes it all the more jarring when Kravitz literally removes his feet from the ground, and he emits a momentary panicked yelp, grabbing at his suitjacket for balance.

(Also, wow, Kravitz can lift him, and it seems easily. That's information to file away for later, when he has time to test the duration of Kravitz' stamina.]

Dude, oh man, you were just dyin' without me, huh? A few days and you just can't get enough of the ol' Taako brand, I get it my man. I'm irresistable.

[He licks at his lips a little, as if there's really only one thing missing from this scene.]

[utulien_aure]

[Curufin can probably see the moment when what that smile probably means clicks into place.]

...You already knew, didn't you?

[requiemshark]

Down it goes. Ephemera gets him another shot and hands it over.

"She did," Ephemera admits. He probably looked like an idiot. "Hell of a woman."

[anoshe]

I think I'll have to learn how to use a gun with more skill. We have similar weapons at home, but not nearly so accurate.

[He has a long list of stuff to learn.]

[braveoff]

Drake just holds this one for a moment, eyes sparkling. "I got you to dance once, too, remember."

[circumitus]

In some ways, it's the same as other Earths. Same history, but most people come from nearly a century and a half ago.

[Even though Rey is old enough to have more than enough knowledge of the old days.

[She blinks.] Three times? How is that even possible?

[restinglichface]

[Lup takes her own shot and mimics his gesture, but simply holds the glass in hand while she speaks, leaning forward to slump against the bar counter, looking up at the man.]

Like everything. Got any siblings? A girlfriend? Boyfriend? A favorite food? Allergic to anything? I dunno, just want to know you better.

[hot_mes]

[Too bad only Curufin witnessed that slick move, that's one for the stories later...

Law bends back to let the shots pass over his head, and then sort of gets stuck there for a moment (he's not as flexible as he'd like to claim), so he doesn't realize one of his shots has found a mark until he hears the slump of a body against the wall. Looking up, seeing what he's done, and suddenly remembering through the confusion that he's just knocked someone unconscious clears his head like nothing else.

Rolling out of it, Law comes up fast and steps toward him, but then hesitates and keeps the gun up. Now's not the time to let down his guard.]

Are you all right...?

[restinglichface]

Six of you?! [And okay. Missing one stray elf in this city seemed like a possibility, but not catching six of them in the last few months they'd been here? How the hell have they managed to do that for so long?]

Don't know how my brother and I missed you guys. [Lup chances it to peer out from behind the tree, just to grab another glimpse of the stranger. Though she's definitely on guard now.] You must be some of those hidden, sneaky kinda elves, right? The kind that live in trees and try to skip out on paying taxes, yeah?

[restinglichface]

[There's definitely a good joke to be made, one that Lup absolutely catches considering the way she dissolves into giggles when Kate's hand wraps around the barrel of her gun. She pinches her lips together to keep from busting up completely, her perfectly manicured eyebrows waggling suggestively at the other woman.] Pretty impressive, uh, barrel, huh? I try to keep that shit well-maintained.

[Don't worry, it's canon she goes to hell.]

'Course not! I'm not that reckless, babe. [Most of the time.] I just wanna party, not here to cause a big scene. [And gently pulling the weapon from Kate's grip, Lup shoves it back into the waistband of her pants, her hands instead shifting to grab at the other woman's hips.] Let's show everyone how it's done.

[restinglichface]

[Sweetie, all of the booze in this place is fucking free. You want to throw back a few shots, go to the speakeasy and get your drink on! You don't have to win a rigged paintball contest to do that!

He says that dancing is off the table, but Lup just grins, wide and showing all of her teeth, like she knows something he doesn't.] Whatever you say, my dude. [She gladly steers the conversation towards drinks, turning to guide the man straight towards the bar.] Whiskey, you?

[requiemshark]

[Down goes the tequila. Ephemera turns the empty glass over in his hands, shrugging.]

No idea if I've got siblings. I was a foster kid. Folks got offed fighting the Covenant.

[It's said simply enough. He doesn't remember his parents at all, died too young to really mourn the loss. It's a common story, anyway. Ephemera found his family later. Found them, kept them, lost them. But that's a conversation for a different time.]

Chocolate anything is awesome. No special friends. Oh. I just got out of prison.

[He makes a face.]

Prison sucks.

[requiemshark]

"You're talented," Ephemera murmurs, looking away. Don't start blushing, idiot. "She's just pushy."

[braveoff]

"Flatterer." And the second shot disappears, with only a little more of a grimace. Drake sets the glass down, feeling the tequila burning in his stomach. "Okay, enough of that. What've you got?" He reaches for Ephemera's hand, turning it to see the label on the bottle.

[restinglichface]

[Lup doesn't always have what some people would consider normal responses. His story doesn't elicit pity or one of those sad pouts of sympathy like most would shoot him. She just listens, nodding along with each new point (though her brows do raise slightly at the mention of prison), finally throwing back her own shot and downing it.

The woman grins, shuddering slightly, delighting in the burn that runs down her throat.]

My brother and I were foster kids for awhile. Until we got fed up and ran away to carve out our own destiny. Dunno what happened to our folks. Elves are kind of shitty parents, apparently, so they probably just dumped us. [She says it like it's a joke. It's been nearly two centuries, Lup really doesn't care. Her brother is all that matters.]

Chocolate is awesome. I'll keep that in mind. [She makes a killer chocolate soufflé, if Hadriel wants to be kind enough to throw her the ingredients.] And shit, can't believe I have a friend who's done hard time. What'd you do? Lemme guess... Arson?

[restinglichface]

[Alphys may be a bit of a sight out there on the dance floor, awkwardly wiggling around to the music in a cat suit, but the look Lup shoots her is just full on elation. The elf squeezes the other woman's hands and lets out a delighted laugh, throwing her head back and soaking in the fun of the moment. No fighting monsters in the arena, no arguing with shitty gods, no fending for their sanity from stupid events. This is just what she needed.

Lup shoots Alphys a wink when she makes a pretty good attempt at copying Lup's moves.]

Look at you go, what a babe! Hey, can I spin you?

[torrefied]

Temperance Brennan.

[He says her name like it's something unpleasant stuck in his mouth. They have a history.]

I wonder which of the gods is responsible this time.

[torrefied]

[Mello peeks his head around the corner, rolling his eyes as he does so.]

The only thing a warning shot is good for is telling people just how much you don't intend to shoot them.

[So that would be a no.]

[restinglichface]

[It was just some gentle teasing, Kravitz! Your boyfriend is absolutely going to say the same thing to you in like ten minutes. Just you wait!

Lup's expression shifts almost immediately at that rather unexpected reaction, her mouth twisting into a thin, unreadable line as her eyes narrow. She looks a little offended.] Gods, you don't have to be a complete dick.

[Says Lup who just shot him point blank a few days earlier.]

[restinglichface]

I guess Luce might have stuck around longer if she'd done the same. [And Lup shoots her brother a very particular look, too serious despite her smile, before she's peering back at Kravitz.]

Looks like we've cleared out this area pretty much. Want to take a break? Make camp and figure out where we should be hitting up next? [Lup's guessing the apartments are going to be full of people for picking off, the ones adamantly refusing to play, just trying to stick inside and avoid this nonsense.]

not a problem at all!

[dragonsgrasp]

[Kain still isn't quite over his own loss, but... well... at least he'd lasted as long as he had? He isn't too good at looking on the bright side, unfortunately, but he knows that it might have ended up worse. After all, that was really the first he'd ever handled a gun like that.]

Have you? [He tone sounds just a bit sarcastic, as if he doesn't quite believe it.] No, I hadn't spoken to anyone yet, but... I didn't see why it was a problem.