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
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► If you fall and break your neck or something because you can't die in paintball, please let us know here.

Comments

[aroundthecoroner]

[Michael would've laughed at the Get Well Soon. As it is, he'll be very pleasantly surprised by the cookies.

He spots Delmar and smiles, standing to greet him, bracing himself when he sees the incoming hug. It's not that he's opposed to the idea, just that it's been a little while, and he's always been awkward about physical contact. But anyway, the hug gets interrupted.

Michael glances down at the plants, following Delmar's gaze.]

Oh, those are venus flytraps. And yeah, I'm back. Or, I guess I've been here most of the time? Hope I didn't worry you or anything.

[imhisaunt]

Of course I was worried

[Delmar, who had been nearly bent over by half in order to look at the flowers more closely, snaps back up, eyes wide and expression ernest.]

I was afraid maybe you wouldn't come back or that perhaps you were hurt and needed help...

[He then remembers what he had been about to do in the first place before getting distracted by the flowers and shyly steps closer and throws his long lanky arms about Michael]

But thats ok now because here you are and you are all in one piece-

[A beat before he steps back and examines Michael more closely]

- You are all in one piece, aren't you?

[aroundthecoroner]

[Michael returns the hug a little awkwardly, patting at Delmar's back. It's weird to know that someone cares so much about his wellbeing. Like, actually cares. And is genuinely glad to see him?

In theory, he knows his friend back home felt the same way. But Delmar's a lot more... open about it. He can't say it isn't nice.]

Yeah, I'm in one piece. I'm fine. How are you, though? Did you make it through that whole thing?

[imhisaunt]

[It is another moment or so until Delmar stops fussing long enough to answer Michael's question]

Oh, I'm alright now that I know where you all are. It was beginning to get very lonely with everyone disappearing.

[Contrary to the concept of 'paintball game', Delmar hadn't been having very much fun at all.]

And yes, I suppose I did. [He hadn't really put much thought into it and after a moment he waves a hand to dismiss any significance there might be to his having survived the whole time] No matter.

[aroundthecoroner]

Sorry. [It wasn't his fault, but he still feels bad.]

I wish we could've contacted you somehow.

[It was probably kind of scary to have everyone up and vanishing like that.]

That's kind of impressive, though. Did they really give you a trophy for it?

[He's heard rumors.]

[imhisaunt]

There's no need to apologize. You couldn't help what happened. I'm just glad you're alright.

[Delmar lightly pats his shoulder before nodding]

Oh yes. They did

[He starts shuffling through his shoulder bag, producing the trophy with his name on it]

And it came with this

[He holds up the gun as well, looking at it with an odd, discomforted expression]

[aroundthecoroner]

[Michael squints at the gun.]

Is that real? Is it loaded?

[He keeps his voice down, noting that Delmar seems a little uncomfortable.]

[imhisaunt]

[There's a fussy shake of Delmar's head]

No, no. That would be dangerous.

[He then puts it back in his satchel, patting the bag]

The bullets are in here. But I'm not really sure what to do with them. [A pause] Well, of course I know what one does with bullets and a gun but I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do with them. People could get hurt with something like this around.

[Yes, Delmar. That's sort of the point]

[aroundthecoroner]

[Michael sighs.]

Honestly, I think that's the point. Rage was one of the gods behind the paintball thing, and she seems to like it when people act violently.

[He knows Delmar would never, though. Probably. The guy doesn't seem to have a violent bone in his body- not that that's a bad thing.]

I guess just... keep it for protection?

[imhisaunt]

I'm not sure how good I am at protecting things. I wasn't any good helping the two of you this time, was I?

[If he can't protect his friends then really what is the point?]

[aroundthecoroner]

[He sighs again, but this one's got kind of a laugh in it.]

Me getting shot wasn't your fault. It was mine, for going out there in the middle of everything. Hard to protect people who make stupid decisions. Don't worry about it.