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Entry tags:
- !event,
- 9s,
- abigail hobbs,
- angus mcdonald,
- armitage hux,
- atem,
- carlisle longinmouth,
- chris,
- curufin,
- delmar,
- dr. lance sweets,
- dr. temperance brennan,
- ellie,
- george lass,
- harlan halliday,
- henry percy,
- inquisitor trevelyan,
- irisviel von einzbern,
- jo harvelle,
- kravitz,
- lup,
- maketh tua,
- margaery tyrell,
- mello,
- michael munroe,
- nathan drake,
- nick rivenna,
- nick valentine,
- nico di angelo,
- oscar,
- prussia,
- raidou kuzunoha,
- rey,
- saber,
- terrence ephemera/sharkface,
- trafalgar law,
- tucker
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!
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
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If you fall and break your neck or something because you can't die in paintball, please let us know here.
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He sneaks around the other side of the building he's hiding behind, eyes narrowed and focused on the buildings around him, above him. It came from higher up, so likely a rooftop... but whoever it was is hiding now. He'll have to either wait for the other man to show himself or expose himself again.
He crouches down at the corner of the house, on the other side from where Raidou had last seen him, and waits for the other man to look again so he can try to get a surprise shot off on him.]
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Despite all appearances, Raidou isn't always the most patient. He creeps out quietly, staying low, looking for any sign of movement below. Once he does, he'll shoot a round or two in its direction, then try to hide again. He feels like a sitting duck up here. Maybe the roof wasn't the best idea.]
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He fires off when Raidou moves to shoot, aiming three globs of paint his way, but the range and the weight of them make his bullets fall short while he narrowly gets missed by the counter fire.
This is going to take all day at this rate.]
Hey!
[He finally calls out, from where he's hiding- curious, maybe trying to distract him a little.]
How much ammo do you have left?
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Enough.
[He's getting a little low, but he's not going to say that. He follows this up with another shot in Rome's direction. See? He's got lots of ammo!]
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Well, he can't run, but poking his head out would probably be suicide. Rome decides to wait it out for the time being, trying to listen for any sign of movement or further shots nearby.]
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There you are, ho! It's probably best if you sit still, hee ho.
[That's when the little demon lets out a blasting ice spell towards Rome, trying to impede any escape attempts.]
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He can already feel the cold begin to creep into his limbs. Maybe standing his ground wasn't such a good idea.]
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Raidou sighs. At least the demon was good enough for a distraction. Not too far from behind Rome, another shot comes at him from ground level now.]