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]

Pretty much. All at once. [even for someone who teleports himself on the regular it was weird]

Three days is about the limit for most humans. At least they did that part right, and didn't let anyone die. Still. [none too happy about the comas, still]

[aroundthecoroner]

[Make that both of them.]

That explains why everyone was immediately eating everything in sight. I don't think any of us suffered any permanent damage, though, if that helps.

[hot_mes]

Much as I want to assume these idiot gods wouldn't just let people die for fun, I'll feel better once I check everyone out who wants to be checked.

[professional curiosity time] ...what was it like on your end?

[aroundthecoroner]

I don't think they'd kill us. They need us, right?

[Right???]

It wasn't really like anything. I was out before I hit the ground. Like a really deep sleep. Kind of nice, actually, until I realized it'd been days.

[he doesn't get good sleep very often, thanks to a certain screechy something that will not be named.]

[hot_mes]

They can resurrect us at will. At least, they can until someone gets stupid and does something to Hope.

[his personal jury is still out on that being a viable fail-safe until he sees it happen, though]

And you woke up here. How many days has this party been going on?

[aroundthecoroner]

Yeah, kinda hoping that doesn't happen, considering how often people seem to die.

[No pun intended.]

I don't know, three days? Which would be a great record for a frat house, but this is kind of ridiculous.

[hot_mes]

[ugh. you have his absolute sympathies, judging by his expression]

Three days? That sounds like a nightmare.

ah yes three days, how long it somehow took me to answer this

[aroundthecoroner]

Eh, at least there's free food? And it doesn't suck. I would like to get back to my own apartment, though.

lmao touche

[hot_mes]

[all right, freak-out over, settling back down into the usual grump]

They'd better not let it go another three days now that the rest of us are here. Everything about this place seems to be conspiring to keep me constantly on my guard.