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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► If you fall and break your neck or something because you can't die in paintball, please let us know here.

Comments

[armcollector]

[Magnus, meanwhile, woke up with his gun pressing an angry red imprint into his face that is still there when he texts back, still sort of blinking blearily at his phone's screen. The notification woke him up, but it's about time he got up anyway.

And it looks like he's found out what the next god-hosted event is. Some kind of fucking battle royale. Great. He's very not into it, as he's assuming at this point that the guns are the regular kind, which he's much more familiar with now that he's got a whole host of memories of other worlds at this point.

Anyway, Carey seems extremely excited about something, which means Magnus is excited.]

i'm awake!!!!! not in my bed! very up!
are you at your apartment???

[fliplizard]

I'm right outside my building. It's one of those spindly tall things and it's got a 2 on it. Get outta bed and meet me out here!

[While she waits, she starts shooting crude graffiti onto the outside wall of her building. If you squint, you can maybe make out that it's supposed to be a buff orc woman.]

[armcollector]

[He squints at the text, then thankfully has the clarity of mind to glance back at the gun. He doesn't know for sure if other people got their own, and the streets could be full of people looking to be the last one standing.

He grabs it before he can talk himself back out of it, then rushes over to Spire 2. When he finds Carey, he blinks at the graffiti.]

You-- Wait, these are paint guns??

[He can be clueless sometimes, but he's not a complete idiot. He can put 2 and 2 together to make Jackson Pollock's answer to Killian.]

Holy shit.

[fliplizard]

Hell yeah they are!

[When he arrives, Carey's just finished her masterpiece. She blows on the firing end of the gun as one would a real gun with smoke wafting out of it. ... It looks cool.]

Wait—are you telling me you haven't tried shooting it yet? You gotta try it, Mags. You gotta.