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

[doctoral_bird]

Familiar? Like a set of childhood pajamas you'd had once upon a time?

[ Malkus looked down at his flowers curiously. It did feel oddly personal. ]

It's strange that I would find my favorite variety of flower upon waking up. I don't trust it. Our captors seem to deal in cursed objects, so this bluebell will likely make me... envision my loved ones as plants, or something equally as absurd.

[the_fourteenth]

[He grins a little at that. His family is hardly so whimsical.] No, not that. It's the fact that it's a black cat with green eyes. I know a cat just like this.

Cursed objects... [He looks to Malkus's plant, then back to his kigurumi.] You could be right. The harmless things that show up tend to be in the coliseum. Although, there was all that weird furniture. I'm pretty sure that was harmless, despite how it all looked.

[doctoral_bird]

You... know a cat like- [ That struck him as odd, as Malkus could very well say the same thing. But he had a feeling they weren't speaking of the same cat. Maybe it was a pet of Raidou's? ]

Harmless! Says you! I- okay... I suppose it was my fault for climbing on a bookcase, but I had gotten myself stuck under one of those suddenly-appearing-furniture pieces.

[ In hindsight, Malkus couldn't help but let a sharp chuckle crack out from under his attempt at a serious facade. ]

Maybe... I guess I've been alright with the things here. Lord knows with all I've eaten, if any of it was cursed I'd be feeling it by now.

[the_fourteenth]

[Raidou bites his lip in thought, trying to figure out how to make this all sound not totally insane. But this is Malkus he's talking to, so he figures, if anyone is going to be accepting of weirdness, it'll be him.]

My mentor-- he's a cat. Currently. He wasn't always a cat. He's known as Gouto-douji. And he's a black cat with green eyes.

[Just like the kigurumi he's now folding up so that he can put it somewhere and never deal with it again.]

The food in the store is strange, but you're right, none of it's hurt us yet. But maybe it's something I should stop taking for granted.

[doctoral_bird]

[ That was weird. Malkus looked down at the soft looking gift then back up to Raidou. His judgement was spot on as far as Malkus' own opinion of oddities went. ]

Has he... taught you well? Ah but yes, I'd recommend perhaps eating from the orchard some. Or at least supplementing your diet somewhat. Fresher food, if nothing else. But anyway- as- er- as for that first bit.

I have to admit, I have-... Well I suppose a black cat would be as good a mentor as anyone when it comes to magic and demons and such. Those seem to be grouped in the same category of... "scary things"...

[the_fourteenth]

[Raidou gives a small sly grin.] He does like to dart across people's paths and see their reactions. So many people are superstitious.

[In a world crawling with unseen demons, could you blame them?]

He is a good mentor, yes. [Raidou hesitates for a moment. Sometimes it's hard remembering that he can discuss this stuff here, especially with people who aren't from the same time or place.] He was actually the first Raidou Kuzunoha.

[doctoral_bird]

[ Malkus set his flowers on a table, taking a seat to help himself to some snacks as they spoke. ]

Really. The first of a line of fourteen? Suffice to say that is not your mundane talking cat.

[ He pulled an apple turnover closer, inspecting the jam with intrigue ]

I still remember my mentor. He was a barber surgeon named Zhorik. They really do get to be like second fathers, sometimes.

[ Malkus tilts his mask back to slide most of the pastry under. It really is a wonder that he doesn't choke himself. ]