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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► If you fall and break your neck or something because you can't die in paintball, please let us know here.

Comments

[ghostlocked]

[He snorts, not sure what's so funny. Is she making fun of him? It feels like she's making fun of him. Whatever. Heckin' evocation wizards think they're the end all be all. This is nothing new.]

Yep. Illusions. I'm in charge of crowd control for my team.

[Which is very important? Anyway.]

You met my friend Kyna? She's an evocation wizard, too.

[restinglichface]

[They seem to getting along for the most part, casual conversation and Harlan not being forced onto the dance floor.

But then the worst possible thing happens. He mentions Kyna and Lup's eyes brighten, recognition dawning on her face.] Oh! [and a little softer, though she's looking at him so much more intently now.] Oh.

I thought your name sounded familiar. She's def mentioned you before.

[ghostlocked]

[UH... Well, that sure is vague. He squints. Is this a trap? God, this party has really thrown off his groove.]

Oh yeah? What'd she say?

[restinglichface]

Oh--[Lup raises a hand to her mouth to hide a giggle.] You know. Just nice things. She, uh, had a lot to say. Actually, knowing who you are, I so see it now.

[ghostlocked]

[Ughhh. What's the joke, here? He doesn't get it!!]

What's that supposed to mean?

[restinglichface]

Nothin'. Nothin'.

[Everything, Harlan. Everything.]

Still not up for dancing with a cute elf? Last chance.

[ghostlocked]

[HE'S SO CONFUSED ARGH.]

With you snickering at me like that? Hard pass.

[restinglichface]

[That's what you get for being a party pooper.

Lup slams back the rest of her drink and sets the glass aside.] Your loss, my man. This chick needs to get her dance on. Tell Kyna I said hey.

[ghostlocked]

[????????]

Yeah, will do. [Oh well. He has empty corners to go stand around awkwardly in, anyway.]