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

[dedikated]

( Petty snarking is an entirely sensible way to spend your time during this, correct?

But Kate can't resist trying to fire a shot or two, at least to drive this guy into moving or something. )

Feeling generous.

( Her tone's dry, and that could really refer to either her shots or the lack of being down where she'd be a sitting duck for a rooftop sniper.

Who knows. )

[nowherewolf]

[Tucker doesn't think those will hit him, but he scoots over a bit just in case. And when she's done, he fires back in the general direction of her voice.]

So am I. Just a couple of regular philanthropists over here.

[dedikated]

( So, not enough to get him to leave. Shame. She might have to really shoot to kill right up here.

That's totally doable. )

That just a fancy way of sayin' charity? ( Kate... ) ... Could just team up, y'know.

( For a bit, at least. )

[nowherewolf]

We could, except I wouldn't trust you as far as I could throw you.

[And he's not super-human strong like the other kind of werewolf, so.]

This is a battle royale, my friend.

[dedikated]

( It was worth a shot. Pun perhaps intended.

Very well, then. Kate ducks back down, inhales, a wash of cool calm wrapping around her. This is fun and everything, but she has intentions to win, and talking to targets won't do it. The weight of the gun reassuring in her hand as she springs out and fires. )

Let's battle, then.