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

[hot_mes]

[even with the ability to sense him, Law can't calculate trajectory physics on a dime so when the shots come at him, he simply drops to let them pass above his foofy hat and then swivels around to take a couple of retaliatory pot-shots. They miss by a mile but eh, as long as it keeps his opponent moving.

Up comes the Room again, even though he knows full well he ought to be conserving energy and not wasting it on a game. He's prepared to either chase or dodge, at least until Curufin escapes the confines of that Room]

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Who can calculate on a dime? -- no one. Curufin drops into a crouch as he runs, avoiding the retaliatory shots.

He sees the blue aura. ]

Oho, going to cheat, are you? [ Another grin. ]

[ He raises his own power up a notch, and Law might possibly feel that or even see it as a faint shimmer of white light. It doesn't function at a distance without a physical medium or weapon, and it isn't easily quantifiable or definable, not even by its user. But it is something all the First Age Elves have in spades, and all Elves of any era have to one degree or another. A blow of his fist carries extra punch because of it, and a blow from his already deadly sword becomes extraordinarily deadly. It also affords him considerable protection from injury and resistance to magical interference. But he won't use it, any more than he would use a weapon other than the paintball gun, unless his adversary breaks the rules first. He gets a pass on the pebble trick, since Curufin considers himself swift enough to compensate for that one. ]

[hot_mes]

[Oh yes, with his observation haki he can definitely feel that - an active burst of the otherwise muted sense of power Law always senses around these elves. Probably why he finds them so interesting, but also why he can pick out Curufin against the landscape without needing his eyes.

As his opponent is just about to leave the confines of the Room, Law swaps himself with a stone again, in order to put him right alongside the elf]

Is it cheating to use your own abilities?

[Running alongside him, his shot is even more errant, but he can't not take the shot. Everything is an attempt until he can get control of the situation again.]

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Curufin would chuckle over that. Nice to know he's a lamp! XD

And clever Law, to be able to perceive this. This kind of acuity automatically makes him interesting to the Elf in return. ]

[ Turning his head and his gun swiftly toward Law. ] Damn rocks! I knew I should have taken a broom to these porch steps a week ago!

Of course it's cheating. But the gods don't forbid it, so I suppose it's up to us. It would be up to us anyway.

[ He ducks, weaves, and swivels to shoot back. Bang! And then he runs through the wide-open doors of Confusion's temple. He throws a provocative laugh back over his shoulder before vanishing inside. ]

[hot_mes]

[Whoa, that one got a little close. Law jerks back to avoid paint in the arm and then jogs to the side to prevent an ungainly faceplant into the doorjamb. He plunges straight into the temple on a pursuit course without thinking, not even caring whose temple it is.]

Forget the gods, this is just us!

[using his ability is a lot harder on the run, he'd have to create a room as large as the cave and that's just not happening right now. So for now he trains his senses on Curufin and doggedly follows]

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Curufin has no intention of asking the god for help. In fact, he would prefer it if she isn't home.

Of course, this being Confusion's temple, anybody who enters begins to feel confusion. How strongly affected the person is depends on many things, including circumstances and personal attributes. And the Elf is aware of this, and intends to use it strategically, if possible.

Curufin begins to feel a little foggy in the head, but he possesses a powerful will and many years of experiences resisting the effects of extreme fatigue, prolonged battle, freezing temperatures, pain, blood loss. . . and let's not forget alcohol.

And so he blinks away the fog -- for the most part -- and darts around a corner. He ducks behind a statue in an alcove. He hopes Law will follow, and if he does, when he comes past the alcove Curufin will jump out and try to tackle him to the floor. ]

[hot_mes]

[He wasn't expecting the effect at all, so for a moment Law is thrown. Unpredictable situations are his downfall. He at least does the smart thing and screeches to a halt in the middle of the main floor, going into a crouch with the gun used as a shield, until he can sort this out.

His head swims and he doesn't trust his eyes, but closing them, it seems his haki still works just fine. The embodiment of his will, it tells him where the movement is and where Curufin's heart is beating. It's probably not wise to use his ability in here, he can't be sure he won't teleport himself through a wall. Keeping his eyes closed, he rises and stalks slowly toward the statue, less foggy but still impaired, trusting his inner sense rather than anything physical. Now, how to flush out his hiding prey?]

[so_dark_a_road]

[ By the sound of his footsteps, Law seems a bit taken aback but not completely disoriented. Which is something, though not as much as Curufin was hoping for.

The footsteps are coming from the right. Curufin stays quiet and waits for his opponent to come alongside the alcove. Then it occurs to him -- this guy is homing in on him, as though he knows right where the Elf is. His footsteps don't sound doubtful or exploratory. They sound certain. Well, earlier he did suddenly appear where there was nothing but a pebble before that, so go figure. Special powers.

Curufin lifts his gun and positions himself with his right shoulder against the wall of the narrow alcove. He'll wait until Law is just about to come into the field of view he has at this moment, then he'll pop his head around the corner for the instant it takes to fire. At least, that's his plan. He keeps getting interference from that idea of physically tackling his foe, which is not in the game plan but keeps occurring to him, for some reason. Confusion. ]

[hot_mes]

[The confusion extends to Law as well - he can't decide between jumping right out in front in full view of the alcove in order to openly take the shot, or find some much smarter way to flush him out of there. It doesn't matter that he knows throwing himself right out there is probably going to get him shot, the idea still appeals because hey, it's faster and looks more badass, right?

Not smart, though.

He backs up against the statue in order to sidle a little closer, inch by inch, fighting against the mental fog as best he can. At last he can't stand the inability to think and just goes for it, dashing the last few steps and sliding on his knees into view. He just starts firing as he does, from below eye-level.]

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Curufin's eyes open wide as he realizes that Law has actually sneaked up and is now hiding on the other side of the stature. How'd he manage that?? Confusion.

And then Law leaps into sight, like a real badass, slides on his knees and starts firing.

Curufin hasn't got any place to go. The large stature is taking up most of the space in the alcove and he can't get behind it. There's no other cover inside the temple except for the alter, and that's way the hell on the other side. And so he whips his gun around and starts shooting back. Snap, snap, snap, snap! He grins and darts out of the alcove, and lets off another volley.

And then he feels the smack of a paintball against his chest. At this close range, it causes more than a sharp stinging sensation. He's going to have a bruise, that's for sure. And his best shirt, goodness! His face lights up as he considers the silliness of the situation.

He staggers up against the wall, still grinning. ]

[hot_mes]

[Too bad only Curufin witnessed that slick move, that's one for the stories later...

Law bends back to let the shots pass over his head, and then sort of gets stuck there for a moment (he's not as flexible as he'd like to claim), so he doesn't realize one of his shots has found a mark until he hears the slump of a body against the wall. Looking up, seeing what he's done, and suddenly remembering through the confusion that he's just knocked someone unconscious clears his head like nothing else.

Rolling out of it, Law comes up fast and steps toward him, but then hesitates and keeps the gun up. Now's not the time to let down his guard.]

Are you all right...?

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Hey, Curufin and his whole clan have respect for Law's kind of slick move! It's the kind that got most of them killed in their own world. XD

He continues his slide down the wall until he's lying at its foot. But his eyes are still open as he sternly resists the the powerful waves of sleepiness that sweep over him. His gun is still clutched in his hand. He hears Law's steps and thinks of raising the gun and popping him, but somehow, it doesn't happen. ]

Yeah. Sure. I'm fine.

[ His eyes close. His breathing settles down to the slow tides of sleep. ]

[hot_mes]

[Well, shit.

Law stands over him a moment, contemplating picking Curufin up and hauling him out of here to a much more comfortable space, but this late in the game? Before he can even find a place to set the gun to free his hands, the unconscious elf just disappears. It's the first time Law's seen that, so it takes him aback, and the wave of confusion from the temple hits at the same time, leaving him just standing there staring. What do?

Go to a party, he guesses.]

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Nothing like falling asleep in confusion while your confused opponent stands over you staring in perplexity. But it's not like Curufin hasn't slept on stone before, though if he were awake, he'd appreciate Law's gesture of finding him a more comfortable place to snooze. But an even deeper darkness seems to seize hold of the Elf, and he melts away into pure spirit and is jerked away to another location.

Party time!!! ]