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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2017-09-22 11:43 am

Event Log: Party Royale

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.
braveoff: <user name="wonjae">; commissioned (10a)

[personal profile] braveoff 2017-10-05 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Flatterer." And the second shot disappears, with only a little more of a grimace. Drake sets the glass down, feeling the tequila burning in his stomach. "Okay, enough of that. What've you got?" He reaches for Ephemera's hand, turning it to see the label on the bottle.
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[personal profile] requiemshark 2017-10-07 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
It never fails to surprise Ephemera at how easily Drake touches people. Like it's nothing, like he doesn't live in a world where presuming that much would get him shot. He shivers a little but doesn't jerk away. "Tequila. I like to stay on brand."
braveoff: <user name="wonjae">; commissioned (8)

[personal profile] braveoff 2017-10-07 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, it's been a long time since he could have friends -- since he was around anyone he trusted not to shoot him for something like this. If he's overly familiar it's just because he's comfortable.

"Huh. Well unlike you, I haven't eaten for a couple days and would rather not burn my stomach lining off. Fun as it sounds. I'll do one more then I'm switching to something lighter."