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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Comments

[survivorsguilt]

Ellie.

[She fiddles with the catch on her gun, and then sits it down beside her. Takes a deep breath.]

You?

[hasadoctorsnote]

Nico. How old are you...? I'm 14. Sort of. [When you're born in 1932 but are punted forward through time via magical shenanigans, it's hard to really be certain just how old you are.]

[survivorsguilt]

16. I think.

[Maybe her circumstances aren't as difficult to wrap your head around as time shenanigans, but Ellie has managed to kinda lose track of things all the same.]

Guess that means I get to boss you around.

[hasadoctorsnote]

[Nico snorts, but it has a hint of amusement to it.] Hate to tell you this, but I don't listen to people very well.

[survivorsguilt]

Hm. Well, we have that in common.

[She hears that amusement, and there might even be a flicker of a grin on her own face. Her head feels clearer than it did moments ago.]

Huh. That's weird.

[hasadoctorsnote]

What do you mean? [He looks at her with a twinge of curiosity.]

[survivorsguilt]

[She shakes her head, and looks at him with a half grin.]

Uh, I don't know. Winning just suddenly doesn't seem as important as it did a moment ago.