hadriel_logs | 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!

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His estimation of this lady just went up a few more notches. "Oh? Don't suppose you've got any Led Zeppelin do you?" He's rather missing his cache of tapes right now. He used to listen to those things at least three times a week or more. Knew every single word by heart.

He barks out a laugh. "I'm glad I could help you then. A disco ball would go a long way to making the place feel a bit homier. Do you happen to run the speakeasy then or just feel passionate about the place?"

"Sadly, no. Though seeing that it was a gift from Hope for killing some shit, maybe they have enough sense of Earth culture that it could be lying around in the shops somewhere. Would make sense, if they know what a jukebox is."

Since she hadn't really seen that many sound systems in the city that didn't require some tinkering. Hence why Rey has been eyeing it since she got there.

She nods. "Ended up taking charge because some dumbass blew up the last one, and Delight was too bummed out to rebuild it for months."

Maybe seeing her old joint reestablished will pep her up enough to repurpose the building.

((ooc: feel free to drop if this is way too long ago to pick up again. Sorry for the long wait.))

"Now you're just getting my hopes up. I'm a little bit of a fan for the band." More than a little, actually.

"And that sounds like a story worth the telling. Did you ever catch the guy who blew up the bar?"

Although why in the world anyone would want to blow up a bar is beyond Dean. It's like the one thing worth celebrating over in this joint.

"Can look into it sometime. It'd be nice to have more music to play at the Speakeasy, and... have liked their music so far."

So she wouldn't be opposed to obtaining more. However the hell it works, Rey has no idea, or if the gods have any control over it.

She scoffs. "Not really, but it doesn't matter. He's not here anymore, and people were acting stupid, being influenced by the gods' shit again."

An excuse she is obviously sick of hearing these days.

He has to nod. "Yeah, I'm starting to get what you mean about people not paying attention and keeping their shit together. I mean, being possessed is one thing, but the rest of the jedi mind tricks are definitely getting a little old."

He shrugged. "I suppose though, if you can't get the good music, you could try to see if there's any talent in the town. Maybe do some karaoke now and then?" Although you don't want Dean singing. Ever. He sucks at it.

After the sort of responses she got, it's still refreshing to hear from the people who actually get it. "That's the thing -- people usually aren't possessed. Don't see it as being that much different from getting drunk or doped up. Your faculties are fucked, but you're still you. Usually."

Just to reiterate that last part, because there have been instances where people were possessed or not even themselves at all. Even then, Rey didn't feel like her whole self was gone during incidents like Pleasant Valley. She was still Rey. What she felt wasn't all fake.

"Karaoke?" Rey snorts. "Can't tell whether that's a worst idea or not, but shit."

Why the hell not.

"Oh, it's almost always a bad idea to have a karaoke night, but after a few drinks, most people don't usually mind."

But he does nod with her first statement until she gets to that bit about you being you. "I've been possessed, but trust me, when it happens, you might still be you, but there's really not a dang thing you can do to stop the guy riding your ass from doing whatever he wants. In fact, the more horror you feel, the more they tend to enjoy it."

Yeah, don't ever get possessed by a demon. For starters, you probably ain't gonna survive. For another, it really, really sucks.

Fair point.

Rey just shrugs. "Will keep the suggestion in mind."

It might be the best idea, or the worst thing to ever happen in the city since Delight's bar got blown up.

"That's possession, though. People have been possessed by demons here before, but that was an isolated incident. Have no doubt that they had no control over their actions once something else took over. Compulsions are different."

And Rey might have a bit of experience on resisting those whenever she can.

Event Log: Party Royale

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