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!

► This log covers September 22nd-29th.
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[He squeaks again, and slaps at Lup's hand one more time.]

Yeah I do! He didn't do anything to you! Lucretia fucks with me for ten years and I can't take a single nonlethal hit? What the fuck!

Edited 2017-11-08 02:34 (UTC)

[dammit why did he have to bring that up. ugh]

Fucking fine, my bad! There! Just thought it would be funny or whatever. Don't get so bent out of shape about it, he'll be right back to terrorize us when this shit is over with. You can go a day or two without your boyfriend hovering over your shoulder.

[He grumbles a little more, chewing at the inside of his bottom lip. Ugh, don't take it seriously, don't-- hhhhhhhh damnit.

He looks over towards Kravitz on the ground, arms folded, and just... walks over. Pushes his butt a little with his foot so its more up in the air from Kravitz' position face-first on the ground.

He bites the outside of his bottom lip now, suppressing a laugh.]

I dunno, maybe I can work with this.

[Lup just stares at her brother as he manipulates Kravitz's passed out form, expression impassive and lips pressed together, skinny arms moved over to cross her chest. He took the first hit, why should she be the only one who apologizes? This is just like him.

And really, she's prepared to be a little pouty about the whole situation for another minute or so, but then Taako suppresses a laugh and Lup is quick to break, a hand moving up to cover her mouth. It does nothing to mask her own laughter or the way her shoulders shake.] Gods, you're awful. I'm so telling him you said that.

[nah, she won't. but just the idea of telling him gets another round of giggles out of the woman.] We could just take him with us, too. Weekend at Bernie's style. [a very good scroll.]

[He's also trying not to howl with laughter, but Lup's suggestion gets another snigger out of him, a hand clapped over his mouth so he holds it together. Holy shit.]

You know, he'd also be like, great bait. I think people are disappearing eventually but we could run a great con with this.

[He does sort of like. Roll Kravitz over so he's not getting dirt in his teeth, though. It's literally the least he could do.]

[It's awful, so awful, but damn if Taako's idea isn't incredible.]

Babe, that may be the best strategy we've come up with for this thing so far. We gotta run with this. Can we use your goth bee-eff as floating bait while he snoozes? Please?

[Taako is also trying not to totally lose his shit, but just fervently nods.]

Just leave him in one piece and yes, totally. He's fine, he's undead, it's cool. Help me get him up.

[Taako's already bent over, working on getting one of Kravitz' arms over his shoulder.]

[Lup rushes forward to move in place to Kravitz's other side, failing to hold in her own laughter once they both manage to get the reaper placed securely between them. Honestly, this idea just keeps getting better and better.]

We had this thing in the bag before but now we're just fuckin' unstoppable. [Lup shoots a grin up at the snoozing man.] Right, Krav?

[Taako sort of like, tilts Kravitz' head over towards him so he can grab at his jaw to mime his mouth moving. His voice sounds nothing like Kravitz'. In fact, it's like a worse imitation of a bad voice imitation, even higher than his normal tone.]

Oh yeah, Lup, you got it!

[He then proceeds to descend into another giggling fit. Oh, they can work with this.]

C'mon, let's get out of here before someone sees us so we can set this shit up.

[The imitation is so god-awful, the worst Taako's ever done, that Lup almost drops Kravitz right there as she laughs.]

Is that what a whole year of working on your character voices sounds like? Cause that was total shit, babe.

[But Lup manages to wipe a few stray tears from her eyes and nods towards her brother.] If we're gonna use your boy as bait, we gotta turn him into the best fucking bait possible.

Uh, never, that was for fun. You wanna do serious, hang on.

[He ducks his head away from her, pretending to clear his throat, but in reality he's cramming a piece of the mockingbird gum in his mouth. Burning one of these is so worth it for the gag. He brings his head back up, shoving the gum under his tongue, but this time his voice sounds perfectly like Kravitz'.]

Oh look, I'm Kravitz, I'm a big undead nerd who pretends to be a bigshot because I'm actually a skeletal marshmallow.

[He laughs, and it's Taako's usual sort of snort, even if it's performed with Kravitz' vocals.]

I think we've got this one on lock, don't you?

[Ho. Ly. Shit

If Lup was already having trouble keeping her laughing in check, this simply destroys any attempt she has left at staying composed. She only barely keeps Kravitz balanced between them as her shoulders shake, though she leans forward to bat a hand towards her brother across Kravitz's middle.]

C'mon, you nerd. Let's get this show started. Keep that up and we've got this competition in the bag.

[He chuckles, though its still in Kravitz' voice; even if he hasn't told her its some kind of magic trick, she'll probably catch on fast enough. He won't break this, though. It's about time something went right.]

Off we go, then! To puppet this fool to victory!

Event Log: Party Royale

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