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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2017-09-22 11:43 am

Event Log: Party Royale

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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► 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.
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Mewtwo | Open

[personal profile] readytobe 2017-09-27 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
[a]

[Mewtwo was not one to play games, but he did, admittedly, have something of a competitive streak. The note left on the paintball gun did intrigue that part of him, the part that strove to be the most powerful being in existence (that knew he was the most powerful being in existence), and after a few hours of mulling it over he decided to give it a go. It was most certainly some stupid trick or "party" thought up by their captors, but what was there to lose? If they wanted their victims to go along with them, why not let them have their way, and see how much chaos he could cause along the way?

His fingers were not suited for using a traditional trigger, but fortunately it was simple enough to use through telekinesis. And surprisingly entertaining, if perhaps a bit juvenile.

Many of his fellow captives proved rather adept at dodging, so after the first few days he formulated a new strategy. The paint balls were small, so it was easy to avoid them, but what if they could be collected together...?

So, one fine Hadriel afternoon, a giant conglomeration of paint forms at one side of the town and begins slowly but steadily rolling down the street, gaining speed all the way.
]

[b]
[The contest's end feels abrupt to Mewtwo, perhaps because he did not, in fact, seem to be the "last one standing", but at least there's...a party? Actually, he doesn't care much for parties, and his 'prizes' are all but useless to him. Perhaps he can trade them with another captive for something more interesting. In the meantime, he wanders around the Coliseum, looking slightly lost, and carefully examining the small rooms that have been constructed for the event, inside and out. If someone happens to be in one when he enters, he'll leave, but that doesn't mean he's not up for conversation, right? Sort....of?]
so_dark_a_road: (#189 -- #)

[a]

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2017-10-04 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Curufin most definitely was one to play games, and he got involved as soon as he toted that gun out of the house. He was so adept that he was still standing, days later, and in fact, would still be standing until the last day of the game when Trafalgar Law would ping him after a hard-fought battle.

But today, he was still feeling himself to be invincible.

That is, until he saw that mass of paintballs coming down the street, aiming right for him. ]


WTF????