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hadriel_logs2017-09-22 11:43 am
hadrielmods) wrote in hadriel_logs2017-09-22 11:43 am
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.
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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.
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Lup laughs, her hands dropping to rest at the slight curve of her hips, grinning across the short distance at the other elf.] Triple twin power? Oh yeah, Hadriel would be totally fucked. With our powers combined, we'd kick the gods in charge out on their asses and take up their thrones for sure.
Sick, I'd wear it. [She really would.] Nope, didn't have the chance. We were still traveling when we got sucked up into this place, so it's, uh, it's been an adjustment. Being stuck in one place is bad enough, but not even having the option to go anywhere else. It sucks. How are you and your crew adjusting to our new cave home?
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We absolutely will! No deity is any match for a set of twins! Especially not Elvish ones! [ He folds his arms in a gesture that echoes the self-confidence and chutspah of hers, and he grins at her. ]
Okay, t-shirt it is! I'll get right on it.
At least you have your brother with you! That's such a good thing! My crew and I have done all right, especially considering we all came from bad situations in our own world. We're adjusting, and we have all been finding our niches -- we all have things we're good at, and can use to help others who need the help. All of us are warriors, and I and my son are smiths, and Elrond is a healer, and Maglor is a musician. Well, I'm a musician too, but Mags is a lot better than I am. I play at the Speakeasy ever week, though. [ Grin. And he drinks there, too. ]
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Oh shit, you got a healer? [Talk about useful.]
Our cleric is like, totes disconnected from his god, so we've been kinda lacking on the heals front. Your guy good? Scale of one to ten, ten being he provides the dankest heals around and one being he throws a bandaid on it and calls it good. Be honest, I won't tell.
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[ Grin. ] So, you don't have to keep my review a secret.
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Funny how casual this seemed considering the circumstances. But Curufin was easy to speak to. And even if Elf culture hasn't played a large role in her life, it's not awful speaking to another elf who seems a little more in-tune with it.]
I'll be sure to pass the review on then. Anyway, I'll have to pop by the speakeasy to hear you play. Yknow, when this whole competition's finally all over.
Shall we wrap this one? Lup and Curufin can tag anytime in the future!
I would love it if you came to the bar to hear me play! I perform a lot of traditional Elvish music, but I also create a lot of my material in a more "modern" style. [ Elvish idie rock. XD ]
I imagine this competition is going to be over soon. The gods don't seem to like extended events much. With luck, we'll have time to get back to normal Hadriel life for a bit before the next damned thing happens. What say I drop a note in your inbox when I'm next playing at the Speakeasy?
SOUNDS GOOD!
Sounds like a plan. Hit me up whenever. I'll come listen to whatever you put down. I'm gonna go track down my brother, but I'm sure I'll catch you by the end of the game. Keep your eyes peeled, my man.