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

Re: come at me, bro

[ritualized]

[Tsking, Irisviel tilts her head to the side and steadies her aim She should honestly be insulted that Kate thought it would be so easy to shake her. Like she's the only one who wants to win!

And avenge Henry.

But for every competitive Kate, there's an equally competitive, stubborn Irisviel. She grins, and there's something unsettling about how docile it is, like they'd just met at the corner for tea. It's not even a smirk.]

I'm sorry I'm so persistent. I don't have any intention of giving up now, though, however. So I'm afraid this is the end.

[dedikated]

( Well. Not so much that she was alone in winning, just that she expected Iri to be occupied with things other than hunting her down. There's a whole city of people who need shooting, not just this formerly-pink-haired (when is Delight back, she looks ridiculous with these roots and yellow-blonde hair) woman.

Kate would laugh, if that was a thing she did. As it were, she merely exhales, a huff of amusement. Sure, the smile sends a weird chill down her spine, but she's survived Hadriel, and a whole lot of other things before that. She isn't about to start looking freaked out at a smiling girl. It's a matter of pride as much as it is anything else. )

Right about that.

( Dodge, Iri, she's taking a shot. )

[ritualized]

[She only has one opportunity to use the door she just kicked open as a shield, so she slams it back against her body just long enough to absorb the paint before shooting from the hip around the corner.

Looking at her form and style, there's really no way of understanding how she got this far in the game. There's nothing skilled or polished about how Irisviel is shooting, just raw determination and vigor, and the slightest hint of someone imitating what she's seen others do with no practice. That's probably how she ends up doing such stupid and brazen things as trying to knock the muzzle of Kate's gun out of alignment with her own.]

I should ask you if you're tired of running!

[When she's done with Kate, the remaining city full of sitting ducks will be waiting for her.]

[dedikated]

( Well. That's... something. Perhaps when Rage's compulsion wears off, Kate'll feel kinder towards - after all, she's seen the less than technically correct do very well fighting - but right now the concept of losing here, to someone who seems to be working off a knowledge of guns picked up from bad television, irks her immensely. She didn't spend the beginning of her adult life being drilled on combat just to fall to someone like this. Years away from the front line or no. )

Never get bored of runnin'.

( Kate pls with the smirk you know exactly what she means, you smartarse. But she dodges with ease, rolling to the side and taking aim again. )

Mind jus' letting me shoot you so I can get back to winning?

( ... SIGH. )