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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Raidou Kuzunoha | Open

[the_fourteenth]

[Paintball times!]
[Raidou is a quietly competitive type. He's all for healthy competition, but he's not one to gloat or push people around. Once he picks up that paintball gun, mostly out of curiosity (what the hell is "paintball"?), all he knows is that he's definitely in. Raidou's good with a pistol, but something like this is new territory.

Instead of running around in the paintball chaos, Raidou has parked his black-clad self in dark corners of different areas - near the shops, in the park, in the shadows by the clinic. People passing out when shot was unnerving, but Raidou finds himself willing to push on for some reason. If you're out in town, playing or not, you're being stalked and fired at from the shadows. Hope you're fast!]


[Party times!]
[Raidou made it as far as to the 27th. He's a little disappointed that he only lasted so long, but he's more relieved to see all of the people who fell unconscious are okay. And look, prizes! He's curious to see what he gets, but is dismayed by what he gets. It's a black cat kigurumi, specifically, one with familiar green eyes. He has no idea what to make of this.]

Is... Is this some sort of costume or something?

partay

[hot_mes]

[as much as he really dislikes his prize, Law is extremely glad that he didn't get a kigurumi. This seems like the perfect time to talk shit to someone who did]

Better be careful putting it on, in case it turns you into a cat or something.

[the_fourteenth]

[All that work for cat pajamas. Raidou should know to expect this by now from Hadriel. It's just seems a little unfair compared to some of the other prizes!

He's not sure what to make of Law's comment. That sounds pretty ridiculous, but Hadriel is a pretty ridiculous place.]

It wouldn't surprise me if that was the case. I wasn't planning on putting it on in the first place, though. Maybe I can trade it in.

[hot_mes]

Are you into firearms? I won't trade but I'll give you what I got.

[he pulls the fancy gun from the back of his waistband and offers it, grip side out. The last thing Law wants is an actual working gun.]

[the_fourteenth]

[Well that's a surprise.]

I am. I haven't been using mine since ammo is rare here.

[Raidou can't help but smirk a little, though.]

As long as you're fine with handing a gun over to a random teenager.

[To be fair, he is carrying a sword already.]

[hot_mes]

[precisely - in Law's eyes, anyone who's armed is already capable enough]

I learned to shoot a pistol when I was twelve. If you're older than that, you're old enough. There's two boxes of bullets, I'm just not carrying them on me right now. [with a thumb over his shoulder toward the rooms behind the walls]

[the_fourteenth]

I'm a little older than 12, yes. [He grins when he says that, but it's technically true. He's 16.

Raidou will gladly take it, and gives Law a polite bow in thanks.]

I really appreciate it. Despite all the weapons in the armory, guns and ammo are pretty rare. I'm surprised to see them getting handed out as prizes.

[hot_mes]

I had wondered about that. But I'm not defenseless, so an extra weapon is wasted on me.

[that, and he really doesn't want to remind himself of getting shot every time he handles it]

Enjoy.

[the_fourteenth]

Thanks. So did you actively participate, or did you just wait it out and end up with a gun?

[Raidou's thinking the latter, since he doesn't sound like the gun type, but now that he knows of the compulsion that happened...]

Ah. I'm Raidou Kuzunoha, by the way. It's nice to meet you.

Party!

[doctoral_bird]

[ Malkus approached from the side, the edges of his mask caked in frosting and other sorts of jams and look he's a mess of food. Thankfully he's only mildly buzzed at this current time. As interesting as that costume was, he was delighted to hold onto a small pot of tiny bluebells. A delicate little flower that he begrudgingly accepted from these parasites. ]

Pajamas, perhaps. Seems... comfortable?

[the_fourteenth]

[A plant seemed much more useful than this. Though Raidou can't deny that fleece seems pretty cozy.]

I suppose. But it also seems like something for children. It's also, ah...

[It looks just like Gouto-Douji.]

It looks familiar. I feel like I'm having a trick played on me.

[Gouto would find this pretty funny.]

[doctoral_bird]

Familiar? Like a set of childhood pajamas you'd had once upon a time?

[ Malkus looked down at his flowers curiously. It did feel oddly personal. ]

It's strange that I would find my favorite variety of flower upon waking up. I don't trust it. Our captors seem to deal in cursed objects, so this bluebell will likely make me... envision my loved ones as plants, or something equally as absurd.

[the_fourteenth]

[He grins a little at that. His family is hardly so whimsical.] No, not that. It's the fact that it's a black cat with green eyes. I know a cat just like this.

Cursed objects... [He looks to Malkus's plant, then back to his kigurumi.] You could be right. The harmless things that show up tend to be in the coliseum. Although, there was all that weird furniture. I'm pretty sure that was harmless, despite how it all looked.

[doctoral_bird]

You... know a cat like- [ That struck him as odd, as Malkus could very well say the same thing. But he had a feeling they weren't speaking of the same cat. Maybe it was a pet of Raidou's? ]

Harmless! Says you! I- okay... I suppose it was my fault for climbing on a bookcase, but I had gotten myself stuck under one of those suddenly-appearing-furniture pieces.

[ In hindsight, Malkus couldn't help but let a sharp chuckle crack out from under his attempt at a serious facade. ]

Maybe... I guess I've been alright with the things here. Lord knows with all I've eaten, if any of it was cursed I'd be feeling it by now.

[the_fourteenth]

[Raidou bites his lip in thought, trying to figure out how to make this all sound not totally insane. But this is Malkus he's talking to, so he figures, if anyone is going to be accepting of weirdness, it'll be him.]

My mentor-- he's a cat. Currently. He wasn't always a cat. He's known as Gouto-douji. And he's a black cat with green eyes.

[Just like the kigurumi he's now folding up so that he can put it somewhere and never deal with it again.]

The food in the store is strange, but you're right, none of it's hurt us yet. But maybe it's something I should stop taking for granted.

[doctoral_bird]

[ That was weird. Malkus looked down at the soft looking gift then back up to Raidou. His judgement was spot on as far as Malkus' own opinion of oddities went. ]

Has he... taught you well? Ah but yes, I'd recommend perhaps eating from the orchard some. Or at least supplementing your diet somewhat. Fresher food, if nothing else. But anyway- as- er- as for that first bit.

I have to admit, I have-... Well I suppose a black cat would be as good a mentor as anyone when it comes to magic and demons and such. Those seem to be grouped in the same category of... "scary things"...

[the_fourteenth]

[Raidou gives a small sly grin.] He does like to dart across people's paths and see their reactions. So many people are superstitious.

[In a world crawling with unseen demons, could you blame them?]

He is a good mentor, yes. [Raidou hesitates for a moment. Sometimes it's hard remembering that he can discuss this stuff here, especially with people who aren't from the same time or place.] He was actually the first Raidou Kuzunoha.

[leashed]

[He senses it before he even sees it, and Rome moves on instinct, turning rapidly in place as a paintball whizzes by his cheek, so close he can feel the rush of air from it.

It takes only a fraction of a second to calculate the trajectory of the shot, assume where the target is aiming from, and duck behind the nearest cover- in his case, a nearby store. Rome presses his back against the rough wall there, tilting his head toward where the shot had come from, reaching for his own gun and holding it at the ready.

He's listening for movement. If there isn't any, he'll make a move sooner or later- but for now, he's cautious. It's rare that someone can sneak up on him like that, after all.]

[the_fourteenth]

[Aiming with these things is a hell of a thing. From Raidou's rooftop vantage point, he honestly thought he hit Rome, but obviously not. Once Rome poked out again, he fired immediately, then tried to duck down and hide as to not give away his position. But the buildings around here weren't too tall, so that was probably harder to do than he thought.]

[leashed]

[He hears the shot again, slamming himself back behind cover. Whoever this is is good, and they've got him pinned, but thanks to the two shots aimed at him so far, he can get the approximation of Raidou's location, if not the exact spot.

He sneaks around the other side of the building he's hiding behind, eyes narrowed and focused on the buildings around him, above him. It came from higher up, so likely a rooftop... but whoever it was is hiding now. He'll have to either wait for the other man to show himself or expose himself again.

He crouches down at the corner of the house, on the other side from where Raidou had last seen him, and waits for the other man to look again so he can try to get a surprise shot off on him.]

[the_fourteenth]

[Right now Raidou is cursing his lack of long-range weapon experience, or whatever sort of guns these might be. He should have had this guy! He waits for a minute or two, wondering where his target was now hiding.

Despite all appearances, Raidou isn't always the most patient. He creeps out quietly, staying low, looking for any sign of movement below. Once he does, he'll shoot a round or two in its direction, then try to hide again. He feels like a sitting duck up here. Maybe the roof wasn't the best idea.]

[leashed]

[At this point, it's becoming clear that neither of them are likely to hit anything at this range- he needs to close the distance somehow, but he lacks any kind of cover in reaching where Raidou is. The smart choice would be to walk away of course, but he's feeling too competitive for that.

He fires off when Raidou moves to shoot, aiming three globs of paint his way, but the range and the weight of them make his bullets fall short while he narrowly gets missed by the counter fire.

This is going to take all day at this rate.]

Hey!

[He finally calls out, from where he's hiding- curious, maybe trying to distract him a little.]

How much ammo do you have left?

[the_fourteenth]

[There's a moment of silence as he debates whether or not to speak up at all. Especially now, since he has a clearer idea of where Rome's hiding.]

Enough.

[He's getting a little low, but he's not going to say that. He follows this up with another shot in Rome's direction. See? He's got lots of ammo!]

[leashed]

[Enough to burn on warning shots, apparently. He doesn't have the high ground, doesn't have any kind of grenades or percussive weapons, so it's looking pretty bad. He frowns to himself, frustrated.

Well, he can't run, but poking his head out would probably be suicide. Rome decides to wait it out for the time being, trying to listen for any sign of movement or further shots nearby.]

[the_fourteenth]

[Time to get off the roof and scare out this target. Rome will hear the sound of doors opening and closing as Raidou makes his way out of the building. But as he sits there waiting, Rome will notice a small spritely creature that's looking for something or someone - presumably Rome. When Jack Frost spots Rome, he gets excited.]

There you are, ho! It's probably best if you sit still, hee ho.

[That's when the little demon lets out a blasting ice spell towards Rome, trying to impede any escape attempts.]