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
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If you fall and break your neck or something because you can't die in paintball, please let us know here.

Comments

kravitz | open + closed prompts

[knockthemdead]

23rd | closed to: taako + lup + lucretia

[It's pure coincidence that he ends up frequenting the same areas as the twins, really. Pure coincidence that he seems to aim his fire at the same parties they do, and end up involved in all of the same scuffles. Definitely.

It is a very, very deliberate choice that he stays at all times behind cover at an exact angle that protects him from Lup. No, he will not come any closer. No, nothing can convince him it's safe over there. He'll say here, in the shadows, like a creep, thank you very much.]

26-29th | open: party time!

[Everything happened very fast, and Kravitz wakes up a little dizzy and confused on the 26th. Being surrounded by food and presented with an adorable little pot of purple irises does nothing to change this.

He sorts himself out quickly enough though, and spends much of the party enjoying the spread, hovering over the food tables like a particularly handsome vulture. Kravitz doesn't need to eat, not at all, but he's a big fan of it all the same. He keeps an eye for familiar faces as they show up, and can also be found skulking around the edges of the party. What a loser.]

party time with the sis in law

[restinglichface]

[A familiar face slides up to Kravitz while he's perusing the appetizer selection, the elf quickly reaching right in front of him to pop a grape in her mouth before she's turning her curling smile up at the taller man.]

You're not just gonna hover over this shitty spread all night, are you? Don't tell me my bro is dating a wallflower.

[Which is hilarious coming from Lup, but Kravitz doesn't know her!]

yessssssssssssssss

[knockthemdead]

[He rolls his eyes, but stutters over his reply all the same, because the fact of it is, wallflower is the perfect word to describe him. Kravitz doesn't know how to argue it. He can't.]

It isn't that shitty.

[Incredible. As if trying to make his stupid point, Kravitz picks up more food he doesn't need to eat and pretends to be enjoying it a great deal more than he is.]

[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.]

[knockthemdead]

[Oops. Uh. He didn't meant to annoy her that much. Kravitz opens his mouth with the intention of settling things, but then remembers exactly why he's annoyed with Lup in the first place, and gives her a look.]

The last time I saw you, you shot me at close range.

[restinglichface]

Yeah, but that wasn't about you.

[Gosh, keep up, Krav.] Taako straight up murdered Luc in cold blood, so I had to get him back. And hey, surprise, you're his boyfriend so it was an easy target. It was brother revenge, not anything against you, dude.

[So now you can say you are sorry.]

[knockthemdead]

[He opens his mouth and closes it again, then presses his palms into his eyes and groans loudly.]

Right. Well. As long as me getting shot wasn't about me, then we're all fine, I suppose.

[restinglichface]

Natch. [And with the way she smiles, Lup seems to think that's somehow an acceptable answer.]

So, you gonna apologize for the 'tude or what?

[knockthemdead]

[Despite himself, Kravitz feels his mouth stretch into wry smile. He's starting to realize what Lup wants, Lup gets.]

I will apologize.

[Exception incoming in 3, 2...]

In exchange for precisely one embarrassing Taako story.

battle royale

[restinglichface]

Does he do this a lot?

[Kravitz would have been impossible to miss from the moment he joined the twin's party, albeit from an obvious distance. Lup doesn't quite understand why he's staying so far away, talk about trust issues, but she absolutely sees no reason in keeping her voice down while she talks about him to her twin.]

Kind of ridiculous, huh?

[pocketspa]

[Honestly, Taako couldn't even begin to reassure Kravitz that Lup wasn't gonna take a shot and not directly at his head, so he hasn't even bothered trying at this point. He snickers at Lup's statement, though, perfectly intent on getting in on the bullshit while the getting's good.]

It's all about the aesthetic, sis. You know how it is. He's got a brand to keep up.

[He tilts his head behind him a little towards Kravitz.]

You okay back there babe? Need some drinks, a snack?

[knockthemdead]

[He's petty and distrustful and borrowing a page from Taako's book to be Good Out Here. In response to the double team teasing directed at him Kravitz just sniffs and dusts off his already immaculate suit.]

No, I'm quite comfortable standing back here being foreboding and all.

[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.]

[pocketspa]

[Taako makes the biggest grin at her, batting his eyelashes as if to say 'who me?' as he flicks a piece of hair off his shoulder. He's an angel. An actual angel who has never done anything wrong, ever, in his entire life, and certainly didn't pick off Lucretia in petty revenge. Why would he ever?]

Yeah, I'm in for that. Could use a break to sort through all the new stuff we got.

[You mean all the new stuff you stole off of people's unconscious bodies, Taako. That new stuff.]

Anyone bother to bring any food out here or are we conjuring something again?

[knockthemdead]

[Reluctant as he is to get closer, Kravitz doesn't want them going hungry for this game, and if they use magic on food, they might not have it for something they need later on. It just makes sense to help out.]

I can get us to the stores. Although stepping through a portal will likely mean a brief moment of vulnerability.

[restinglichface]

[Taako's posturing just gets a scowl and irritated huff from Lup, who takes a few much needed steps away from her brother and crosses her arms. That distance between them is needed before she ends up smacking him. Or shooting him back. Either or.

Kravitz chimes in from his safe space some paces away and Lup barely turns to acknowledge him.]

Not the worst idea you've ever had, though I don't know how we can trust you when I can't even trust my own brother.

[pocketspa]

[Taako puts a hand on his chest, mockingly pretending to be offended.]

Not trust me? What have I ever done wrong in my entire life. Name ONE thing.

[Not giving her even a second to answer, he looks back towards Kravitz.]

Hey hun, be a dear and don't shoot my lovely paranoid sister, will you? Thanks babe!

[He looks back at Lup, one eyebrow raised.]

See? He's fine.

party boys

[nonscriptum]

[Nate, a naturally competitive person who takes any opportunity to be a dickwad in the spirit of crushing other people into the dust for the sake of a game, manages to eke his way to the finish line of the paintball extravaganza with his excessively talented wife. Of course, now that they're all free and clear and one gun heavier with rewards, they've parted to catch up with personal friends and get better acquainted with new ones.

Despite being charismatic in his own way, he isn't particularly fond of social events and is therefore really in it for the food. Lurking around the outskirts he sees a kindred spirit in someone who is doing the very same thing, drink in hand.]

I never was big into these shindigs.

YES sry im so late

[knockthemdead]

[Kravitz shifts uncomfortably in place, and takes a rather large gulp of his drink, mostly for the sake of having something to do while he constructs a reply.]

Yes. It's been a long time since I've attended one, truthfully. Although I don't know if you can still call it attendance when you have no choice in the matter.

how very dare

[nonscriptum]

[Nate finally casts him a sidelong glance that assesses him with a more critical eye, concluding that the man is a handsome goth in search of a venue more suited to his Creature of the Night tastes.]

Somebody twist your arm?

[Speaking of arms, Nate holds a hand out for a shake.]

Nate.

im..............the worst

[knockthemdead]

[Look, just because that's accurate doesn't mean it's not offensive.

Mere seconds later, Kravitz gives Nate a similar glance, and assesses that he's hot as shit.]

Oh, no, I- I simply mean the way in which we were all confined here until the game ended. And now, I... well, I would rather stick around until someone in particular shows their face, I suppose.

[Oh good, he actually knows how to do this. Kravitz shakes Nate's hand firmly. Very firmly.]

Kravitz. Delighted to meet you.

EYEBROW WAGGLE

[nonscriptum]

[Whoa there, buddy. Firm handshake you got there.

Nate has to wonder how quickly Kravitz got knocked out of the (quite literal) Hadriel arms race to have spent so much time shuttered away in the Losers Circle Lounge, but since he's recently lost that forced competitive edge he won't rub salt in the wound.]

Likewise. Who're you waiting for?

[knockthemdead]

[Yeah please don't ask him about it. It still stings.

Kravitz's expression softens when Nate asks that, and he seems to exude a mixture of pride and embarrassment. It'll be the first time he's introduced Taako this way, even if he's not actually here right now.]

Ah. My boyfriend, Taako. I haven't seen him yet, so my assumption is that he's done rather well for himself.

[nonscriptum]

[Nate is preparing to listen with rapt interest, his glass lifted to his mouth for a good swig of delicious spiked punch - the kind he might have had at a party in college, if he went to college - when Kravitz continues, and the man can't get his entire sentence out before Nate chokes on his drink.

Lifting a hand to his chin to wipe away the sputtering excess Nate coughs, an ungainly and astonished sight, to clear his throat before addressing the crux:]

You're dating Taako?

[God help you.]

[knockthemdead]

[Kravitz starts backwards as punch goes flying, because he is not getting that on his suit. ...Even if he can clean it up with a wave of his hand, he doesn't wanna have to, okay? Already ruffled, the question throws him off, and he misses the true source of the incredulity behind the words.

On one hand, he gets it. Taako is- well, Taako. Beautiful and wonderful and glamorous and not someone you would expect to be dating the gloomy wallflower. On the other hand...]

Do you have something to say about it?

[on the other hand, shut up, why shouldn't he be]