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

[eyeofthetiger]

[ well that gets him to shut up and then he just shivered. ]

Right.

No battery or anything.

[ he gulped ]

Uh, maybe we should just get used to them then. [ and not... fiddle around with magic. ]

[knifecollecting]

I'm used to it. [Poor Dean. He has so much to adjust to.]

[eyeofthetiger]

Right... So you think you're good enough to shoot a man on the run? Or are you planning to just pick 'em off one by one when they ain't looking?

[ which even Dean has to admit is ideal ]

[knifecollecting]

We'll just have to see. [She laughs quietly.]

[eyeofthetiger]

[ he shrugged and then aimed again, taking his time (but not too much time) to shoot at his target. A giant red splat appears just to the left of the trunk. ]

Well, at least it's not too hard to compensate. Just have to remember this isn't the usual gun. [ because that one pulled slightly to the other side. ] So is your plan to hide out in the orchard all day or where you going to try to stalk your way to victory?

[ Dean's plan had been to stay on the move. It was risky, but the other way only worked if no one knew you were hiding. ]

[knifecollecting]

Since Amos is gone, I don't think hiding in the trees is a bad idea. [No one for the birds to tattle to, but Dean doesn't know that.

She shoves him aside and they spend the next few hours alternating on target practice, getting familiar with their makeshift weapons.

As time passes Jo's competitive itch grows. She has trouble shoving it down, and-

Well, Dean's got his back to her. She aims once and then drops the weapon, shaking her head. She's not going to shoot Dean.

Another half hour passes and she actually does, though she quickly regrets it as Dean collapses and doesn't wake up.]