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.
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Comments

[hellosirs]

I have no idea who fantasy Andy Kaufman is, sir!

[ he says this with all the bright enthusiasm of an 11-year-old who doesn't give a damn about old celebrities! ]

Dang, I wish I'd brought my notebook with me. What's your job like? What sort of stuff do you actually do?

[knockthemdead]

Oh- well, I can always open a portal for you to retrieve it, if you wish. Before I, you know, regale you with fantastical tales about the nature of my job.

[He leans in a little, lowering his voice as if sharing a secret with Angus.]

I must admit, this is the first time someone has really wanted to know much about what I do, and not where they're about to end up. I'm a little excited to discuss it.

[hellosirs]

That's ok, I have a very good memory. I can write stuff down later.

You said earlier that even if you wanted to collect my soul, there wouldn't be any point here. Does that mean you're cut off from the astral plane?

[knockthemdead]

Excellent!

[He nods along, looking pleased that Angus is already asking the right questions.]

I am, yes. [...the pleased expression quickly shifts into a frown.] I cannot even contact my, ah, employer, if you will.

[hellosirs]

... That's a bummer, sir.

At least, from what I understand, since we're trapped in a pocket dimension and the rules of time and space don't apply, you won't get in trouble for accidentally disappearing?

[knockthemdead]

[He laughs sharply, and suddenly looks very, very tired.]

You would think that would be the case, wouldn't you? And yet, somehow I suspect otherwise.

[hellosirs]

If it helps, a bunch of my coworkers are here, and some of them have gone back and reappeared! They never said that our boss got mad!

[ Granted, Madame Director isn't a goddess, but C'MON KRAVITZ, CHEER UP ]

[knockthemdead]

[It doesn't make him feel even a LITTLE better because there is no chance in Kravitz's mind that their boss is as threatening as RQ herself, but hey. It's nice that this kid who hardly knows him is trying to cheer him up. A rare smile tugs at Krav's face.]

Perhaps I should be pushing for more benefits and better treatment of employees, hm?

[hellosirs]

You could always unionize, sir. There's strength in numbers.

[ He sounds 100% serious about this. C'MON KRAVITZ, LEAD THE WORKPLACE REVOLUTION ]

[knockthemdead]

[He laughs loudly, then realises Angus is not, in fact, telling a joke.]

Ah. Yes. You're, you're quite right. Power to the people, who aren't actually people and are, in fact, very undead.