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.
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Comments

[occupiesvitalregions]

Oh yeah, I've been here for... [It's hard to keep track, for a few reasons.] Eight months? Nine? Whatever. Did you here about the time the city got split in half? What a shit show. They tried to make it up to us with a whole week of stuff afterwards. Party 'n food, scooters, a maze, all kinds of stuff. [It was pretty awesome, actually, but he doesn't want to admit that.] I guess that was acceptable too after like a week and a half of hell.

[toiletseat_girl]

Because unless you're a fucking Reaper, it's impossible to live that long!

[yeah, she's scrambling backwards as fast as she can, but some paint gets on her ankle. she immediately starts to feel the effect, but is too damn stubborn to go down that easily. she raises her rifle and manages to get a couple of rounds sent towards him]

[roseofthetyrells]

I suppose they think they're doing us a favor, giving us festivities instead of further torment. [she raises her empty wine glass] I think I could use one as well.

[danseur]

Whatever. I am totally not jealous of your sparkly unicorn onesie. [ morgan hesitates, and then - ]

You could've shot me a day earlier, though. The booze would've been even cooler.

[evocation]

Cooler than a purple jacket?

[Kyna reaches out to tug gently on his sleeve.]

Bullshit. Too bad it didn't come with a dog version.

[danseur]

[ he recoils defensively, trying to seem like he's offended - but he's not. he's not even good at pretending he is. he's grinning too hard. ]

I'm not a dog!

[evocation]

I know you're not, but they don't make jackets for wolves. It would be cute.

[requiemshark]

[She doesn't give him one of those sympathetic looks, which Ephemera appreciates, and pipes up with her own story. Or pieces of it, anyway. And this isn't so bad, now. It's a party. Ephemera grins. He likes Lup. She's easy to understand, even with all the weird magic shit.]

Go Team Foster Kids.

[Look at them succeeding in the world. Or...something.]

Treason, actually. And then I got armed robbery, gross and willful acts of sedition, murder of a superior officer, dereliction of duty, theft of military hardware, and ton of other shit.

[He counts them off one by one.]

Me and my squad, we were busy.

[danseur]

Well, good.

[ he's gonna nod over to some seating, flopping down into a chair with his full plate still in hand. ]

Wolves aren't mean to be cute.

[evocation]

[She joins him, flopping down next to him and rolling her eyes.]

Are you trying to be ferocious and terrifying or something?

[dedikated]

( It's part of the reason Emily's so missed, alongside her early morning coffee runs. Her sewing shop made this place a lot more bearable, but as far as Kate knows, no one's taken over the duty since she left. )

Wonder who won.

( She's still a little... sore about the subject of losing, to be honest, and those words are slightly bitter. Alicia would kick her ass if she were here. )

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Hey, Curufin and his whole clan have respect for Law's kind of slick move! It's the kind that got most of them killed in their own world. XD

He continues his slide down the wall until he's lying at its foot. But his eyes are still open as he sternly resists the the powerful waves of sleepiness that sweep over him. His gun is still clutched in his hand. He hears Law's steps and thinks of raising the gun and popping him, but somehow, it doesn't happen. ]

Yeah. Sure. I'm fine.

[ His eyes close. His breathing settles down to the slow tides of sleep. ]

[dedikated]

You wish.

( He could have been up here since the first second the paintball guns dropped and Kate would still say this though, so it's not personal, it's just her place. Superhumans belong on the rooftops, the same way birds belong in the sky (and boy, does Kate wish she could actually fly, but hey). )

Hear th' ground's just as nice.

( It makes people really nice targets, too. )

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Strange city, in which one's own distant kin are so easy to miss! ] Yes, we live in Delight's Housing.

Who's your brother? And I don't know how the six of us managed to miss you two! We're usually much more on the ball. [ He peeks out from behind the tree, quickly, for the same reason as she does. To get another glimpse of the unknown Elf. ]

[ Small laugh. ] We can be sneaky, but we don't live in trees. Stone fortresses were more our style in our own world. And as for taxes? -- I guess in a way. If you consider obedience to authority to be a kind of tax, we were definitely tax-evaders.

But what about you? You don't live in a tree, do you? [ Smile. ]

[restinglichface]

[Oh shit, it's her sweet criminal boy!

Akira pops down from a tree like he's a practiced rogue and Lup immediately meets his grin with one of her own, the paintball gun in hand falling to her side, a show of a (at least momentary) truce.]

Stealth's for thieves. Nothing about my magic is very stealthy. [Her fire is pretty much the opposite, really.] Besides, I like making an entrance. Makes it hard for anyone to forget me. [Which is a bit of a sore point lately, especially after the last event.] You, however, were clearly born for being sneaky. You make it work.

[braveoff]

Drake turns when someone nudges him and can't hide the rush of relief on his face when he sees that it's Liv. No wonder he couldn't spot her -- the distinctive white hair was covered up.

Hopefully she's got a good grip on that drink because he's now hugging her within an inch of her life, Pooh kigurumi and all. Just leaning down and wrapping his arms around her and holding on because the end of the week totally sucked for him, worrying himself sick.

"Liv." The relief is in his voice, too. "What the hell are you wearing?"

[dedikated]

( What is with all you people getting guns? First Lup and now Curufin. :| She's a little jealous, really, because her gun is stashed safely back home, since she didn't think she'd need it on the night she got dragged back into this place.

Protip: Always carry a gun, even if you're just going out.

But to answer his question, Kate stretches out her arms, gesturing at the jacket. )

This thing. Beginnin' to think I got shortchanged.

[hot_mes]

[Well, shit.

Law stands over him a moment, contemplating picking Curufin up and hauling him out of here to a much more comfortable space, but this late in the game? Before he can even find a place to set the gun to free his hands, the unconscious elf just disappears. It's the first time Law's seen that, so it takes him aback, and the wave of confusion from the temple hits at the same time, leaving him just standing there staring. What do?

Go to a party, he guesses.]

[dedikated]

( Well, if this isn't hell already, they can at least go to hell for ridiculous innuendo. Kate just snorts with amusement and watches the gun go back into Lup's trousers with a slight wave of relief washing over her, because she's not sure if there's a cure - superpowered or not - for blown off buttocks. )

Hope so, if you're gonna wave it around like that.

( Who said being terrible was reserved solely for tall elves? But for now, Kate would rather enjoy the dancing when the music changes, naturally coming a step closer as she feels hands against her hips. It's a good night, even if her prize is less exciting than Lup's, and there's drink and dancing.

She finds she minds this shit less the older she gets, the self-consciousness of enjoying things wearing away, letting her dance more freely, losing herself to the rhythm. )

Least their idea of music isn't too different.

( People talk about music being universal, and Kate's never understood that notion properly until Hadriel started trying to throw parties. At least she can still dance to this. )

[toiletseat_girl]

[George would not be the one to ask. she failed Home Ec]

This guy, Tucker, made it all the way through. I dunno who else, though.

[George is mainly surprised she made it as long as she did. hiding for much of it is probably why, though]

[fracturedbeauty]

Defeated? [Yukari clicks his tongue in playful disapproval, allowing Kain to push back.] Of course not, Knight-chan. I intend to play the game~ After all, isn't that why you're here?

[There's a crackle of Green Electricity that dances along Yukari's blade before he swings it, sending the charge at Kain at a high enough voltage to darkly singe the ground in its wake.]

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Curufin was working on making a gun, but gunsmithing is an exacting art, and though he's done it before in another world, the work is going slowly here. Besides, he has so many other priorities now.

He admires the jacket, and the way Kate looks in it. (Of course, she's always beautiful.) ]

Oh well, it suits you, anyway. I wouldn't have minded having one of those for myself.

[ Slow dance or fast dance? Curufin's good with either. ]

[restinglichface]

[While Taako loots, Lup reaches over to rest a hand on Angus' head, giving his hair an affectionate ruffle. The kid's only been with them a few weeks, but she's already so damn charmed by his everything, which is pretty opposite of how the rest of their housemates treat him.]

Don't worry about it, Angus. They're all bound to wake up after we take out the rest of the competition. Just means the faster we work, the faster everything goes back to normal. [Again, she assumes.

After another ruffle of his hair, Lup removes her hand and smiles down at the boy, head tipping to the side to give him a quick once over.] You thirsty, hun? Taako, throw the kid a juice box.

[so_dark_a_road]

That. . . ah. . . private call that wasn't a private call might have had something to do with it. But seriously, you and Maitimo were close when we were still children, and even later, when things got difficult. And even the burned ships and the Grinding Ice and Angband itself did not divide you for long. So, no, this does not surprise me. But forgive me, I did not mean to intrude.

[alabasterbadass]

"Caught Winnie the Pooh. Wearing him as my trophy. How do you like it?" She's laughing when he hugs her, though she's hugging him back just as tightly, using her free hand to catch the back of his neck and give it a fond, apologetic little squeeze.

"Hey. It's good to see you. You escape unscathed?"