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

[dedikated]

( It sounds like a shitty existence to her, but maybe she's just going off her own associations with the idea and what it represents. )

Fair enough.

( Though she doesn't sound convinced. Maybe it's time to talk about something else. )

You get owt good for this?

( All this... paintballing... )

[leashed]

The prizes, you mean?

[He frowns.]

I don't see the point in them.

[dedikated]

( Some of them are pretty useless, Kate can agree, but her jacket's not bad. Good insulation, and good quality. It can be a pain to find the latter here. )

Gun's useful here. Got pulled here without mine.

( :1 She kind of wishes she'd got that, really. )

[leashed]

It would be, then.

[He nods, looking at the table, somewhat wistfully.]

I have mine, but I wouldn't have minded a secondary firearm. Unfortunately, I didn't survive that long.

[dedikated]

Me either.

( She shrugs. Maybe it's the party, or the fact that the time she was alive was wildly therapeutic, but it doesn't bother her that much right now. )

Think I pissed some chick off.

( Yes, Kate, that happens when you shoot a person's friend. )

[leashed]

I see.

[That doesn't bode well.]

You weren't injured, I hope?

[dedikated]

( A shake of her head. )

Nah.

( She may still have a bad bruise, but who doesn't have one of those. )

Bruise at th' most.