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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.
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[what does she have to do for the second one?]

I tried? Just my luck I run into someone who's a much better shot than I am. Did you play?

[she wanted to win, or at least outlast everyone else. and she never ran into Jo throughout the game. which is good, at least in her opinion. she sees Jo as the big sister she never had and wouldn't have been able to pull the trigger on her]

[ She could always try roll over. It seems to work for dogs. At her question though, he just gave a short, derisive laugh. ]

No such luck. I thought I was getting a good deal teaming up with Jo and then she went and shot me in the back. Guess you can't really trust anyone, huh?

[ see, this is why he's hording the beer. He's still drinking his sorrows away. Also, she should be glad she didn't run into Jo. Because Jo certainly wouldn't have held back. ]

[she's not going to do tricks. she might ask. nicely. but that's as far as she'll go]

Seriously? She shot you in the back? That sucks. Aren't you guys from the same world?

[understandable, then. George only hid from people and that's why she made it as long as she did]

[ :( at least he didn't ask George to bark ]

Y E P. To both of those. For a time there, I actually thought me and Jo were friends.

[ well, they still are. but it just got one heck of a lot more complicated. ]

[that would've brought on a question about what other kinds of weird kinks he's into]

It's just the gods fucking with her head. She probably feels even shittier than you about it.

[complicated as in complicated or complicated as in It's Complicated?]

[ let's just hope no one ever asks that question. Dean barks out a laugh. ]

Maybe, but I have a feeling she'll rebound pretty fast. It's kind of what we do.

[ because if you don't, then the guilt just eats one alive. Still... ]

So who's your best bet for winning this game? [ he paused ] Other than Jo of course.

[ because his bet would always be on Jo. she did survive getting kidnapped and locked up in a sewer by a freaky serial killer ghost with a vendetta. And that was just her first hunt. Oh, and for the record, with Dean it's always It's Complicated. ]

[...you can't dangle something like that out there and not share]

'Cause you both hunt monsters?

[guilt comes with being a Reaper, too. at least if you're George]

Probably the guy who nailed me. He seemed to know what he was doing.

[ghosts don't exist in George's world. lucky? and seriously, always It's Complicated?]

[ he raised an eyebrow ]

Does everybody know what we do for a living?

[ way to keep it under wraps Jo. Not that any other Dean could've spilled the beans. It's just unlikely ~~not~~ ]

Ah, right. The jerk with a pistol. I suppose he would be a good bet.

[ although really, that could be anyone. ]

[George shrugs] I don't know about everybody. I only found out 'cause of what I am.

[being a Reaper, George sort of falls within their jurisdiction?]

Here's what I don't get. We'd talked a few times before and it was friendly enough. But he was fucking determined to take me out.

[ he barked out a laugh ]

It's called being brainwashed, honey. [ he shook his head ] I don't know about you, but I certainly felt like a million bucks thinking about nothing but winning the game. Just couldn't help myself.

[ Well, he could. He wasn't the one that ended up shooting a friend in the back. But still. If he'd been in the game long enough, the odds weren't in his favor. Even if he understood that, it still didn't make it right. ]

I guess so. [she bites her lip for a moment and looks down] We really can't trust anyone when the gods are up to their tricks, can we?

[though, she is surprised he never asked about what she is. most people ask]

[ he's learned not to ask questions ]

Well, considering this is my first rodeo, I'm pretty much saying yeah, don't trust anyone when the gods have your goat.

[ he shrugged ]

At least they've got a sense of humor. The teddy bears were an especially nice touch. Just what we needed to console us while we waited here.

[ Dean's gonna name his Radio just because he can. And then make sure no one ever finds out he's got one. ]

[he'll have to find out eventually~~]

The last two things weren't like this. They just--made us think we were all living in some happy-crappy suburb. Then, they made us see the future--a bad one--in reflections. This was my first time with people, y'know, competing.

I got a leather jacket? Not a teddy bear.

A jacket, huh? At least that's practical.

[ although he's rather fond of his own coat, so. There's no love lost there. ]

And what was up with the crappy suburb life? Was it anything like Stepford Wives? [ you know, the movie with Nicole Kidman and all the robots? Actually, that might make some sense for a place like this. ]

Definitely practical. And green. My favorite color.

[his coat is nice, that's true]

It was just--we were all happy. Like, ridiculously happy. And we all had families. I was Jo's little sister, which was--kinda nice, actually.

[ makes a mental note on the green and then completely forgot the second she mentioned that sister bit. ]

Wait. You were Jo's little sister? [ he had to chuckle ] Who picked on who more? You or Jo?

[ because, you know. These were the important details. ]

Sure was. [she laughs] And neither of us picked on the other. It was a happy suburb, remember?

Yeah, and that usually means getting up to no good. You can't tell me you two were perfect angels.

[ he glances over at George and then shakes his head ]

Yeah, no. I wouldn't believe it in a million years.

[George's expression turns a little naughty]

Well . . .I did take in another person here. She'd been drinking and doing graffiti. Didn't tell Jo about it, either.

[ his grin is wide and endless ]

So you were a naughty girl. Did you get hit on for your trouble?

[ well, she had mentioned the other gal was drinking. It's a fairly common thing in Dean's fantasy world. ]

[her grin is equally wide]

I might have been. Haven't seen much of her since, but let's just say that I'm hopeful.

[George is not used to admitting to people that she likes girls, too. this is probably the most honest she's been about it]

[ and Dean doesn't even notice the struggle because half of his boyhood fantasies are of women making out. Of course, he does lean back in his chair and grinned. He can't help himself. ]

Well maybe you should give her a call and invite her out for a drink. I can just as easily sit in the corner as sit here.

[ he winked ]

Of course, now you have to give me a name for this girl of the streets.

[ you know, so he can keep an eye out for her ]

[so have half of George's, to be honest. she also likes guys, but girls are just. girls and this particular girl, she really likes]

I haven't seen her around the party. I guess she got lucky and missed out on the current god weirdness. Probably for the best, she hates the gods.

[she blushes!]

Sharon. Her name is Sharon.

[ he clinks his glass up against hers ]

Well, I guess that's one silver lining. Anybody who has the sense to avoid the gods is probably in a much better place then I am.

[ he's a bit more confrontational by nature so. he's always gonna be in the thick of it. ]

Her last name ain't Stone, is it?

[ because if so, maybe he should warn her about that movie, Basic Instinct. Just to be safe. ]

[she grins at him]

Yeah, I know. I have no fucking clue how I got into this mess. The party's nice, be the rest of it sucked.

[George tends to avoid conflict. and avoid much of everything]

No, da Silva. She is a blonde, though.

[George snuck-watched Basic Instinct when she was twelve]

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