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

[evocation]

I'm Kyna. And yeah, he's totally a condescending douche, but he keeps us alive, right?

[Apparently Kyna's bar is low.]

Everyone says Delight is cool too, I guess.

[toiletseat_girl]

I guess? Even brings us back from the dead. Which is pretty lucky.

[George will grant him that since it means she doesn't have to do her job. she hates doing her job]

Delight would kind of have to be, given the name.

[evocation]

Yeah, sure. Unless she wanted to screw with us or something. Who's idea do you think this was?

[toiletseat_girl]

I can see the party being her thing, but not the paintball guns. They weren't exactly frightening, so I don't think it's fear. Maybe Rage?

Pls ignore my phone tag autocorrect typos :')

[evocation]

God. Why couldn't whoever pulled that mirror shit do something fun? Assholes.

Re: Pls ignore my phone tag autocorrect typos :')

[toiletseat_girl]

[George groans and briefly puts her hand over her face]

Oh, fuck. The mirrors. I'd almost managed to forget about those little bastards. I couldn't even drink to feel a little better, I kept seeing my vision reflected in the liquor.

[evocation]

God, right? I covered all the shit in my apartment like I was in some cheesy horror movie or something. That shit sucked.

[toiletseat_girl]

So did I. Had to cover all the shit at the clinic, too. But at least this has drinks. [lifts a shot glass of whiskey in salute, then takes the shot]

[evocation]

Wait, you had to cover everything at the clinic? How did you even get anything done?

[toiletseat_girl]

Very carefully. But seriously, the place was full of reflections, from the trays to the windows. It sucked.

And I should probably introduce myself, right? George Lass. Hi.