Event Log: Assassin

[hadrielmods]

Who: Everyone!
What: The Assassin event
Where: Throughout the city
When: April 15th-23rd
Warnings: Inevitable character death, potential horror and gore and unpleasantness. Please remember to tag for warnings in the header if it things get too bad!

The morning of April 15th in Hadriel is cheerful, with artificial light streaming through your window. Your blankets are warm, jabberjays are shrieking, and you're probably going to experience a murder attempt today.

Maybe it'll be from a stranger, maybe it'll be from a friend, but the bottom line is that everybody is after somebody and nobody is safe (...okay, twelve people are safe, but that's beside the point). Time will only tell when you'll be overcome by that murderous rage and try to kill someone else. The best thing you can probably do at this point is stay calm, keep your head high, and try not to die for the next eight days.

Helpfully, Rage will have restocked her armory for the event, for those of you have yet to arm themselves. Additionally, for a limited time only, the armory will be stocked with bear traps, tripwire (in both 'general wire' and 'barbed wire' flavor), and voice recorders. Use all of them, use none of them, just get on out there and kill each other!

Oh, and one last thing...

► This log covers April 15th-23rd.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
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► Did your assassin catch up to you? Please remember to hit up our death post!

Comments

[watashinonamaewa]

With the idea that you stick to the rivers and lakes that you're used to, she's spent the most time and is more familiar with the layout of the park and library. They don't seem to be places of high traffic for humans on the hunt, who are likely sticking to more popular locations. But she now knows that he would prefer the open space of the park. Because with raging hormones and paranoia? She's sure he'll be fiiiine.

"I thought the park. We'll have enough room to see anyone coming. Plenty of good spots to hunker down for a little while."

Besides. That's still a place on her own subconscious checklist she hasn't looked for her own target.

[bring_the_beatdown]

"Aight, that sounds good. Logical and uh... tactical." Or some shit, he's not real good with coming up with plans that aren't him running around in circles or trying to stop heavy weaponry using only his face.

He's been to the park on a few occasions, it's a good place to jog without running into yeti's or other weird cave monsters. No monsters are distracting this guy from his 5-minute miles.

"So what's the deal with this? Everyone trying to kill everyone else or sumthin?"

[watashinonamaewa]

"They, uh..."

Cibo can probably get all sorts of scientific with theories and ideas to what could be making everyone go off the wire. Maybe she shouldn't lead with that though. After all, the more reasonable explanation is the least scientific she can think of.

"Yeah. I think it's some sort of game that the gods decided would be entertaining. Just try not to kill anyone... Or get killed."

She finds a spot beside trees and bushes to kneel behind. Time for a smooth change of subject:

"How fast did you say you were?"

[bring_the_beatdown]

"Psh. Like any of these losers stand a chance of killing me." He doesn't sound all that sure though. A lot of his bravado has leaked away in the past few days, this place is getting to him.

"Game? I thought the gods were all about getting stuff for their temples and whaddeva? Like monsters and crap. I think I saw that on the phones." Before he turned into a monster himself, but he's never talking about that again.

Instead he grins, finally they're talking about him again. Best subject ever. He tugs his hat low over his eyes and darts away, double jumping over another hedge and parkouring off a tree. He's fast. Not inhumanly so, but he'd be winning any Olympics he entered. With a flourish he does a somersault over a small tree and then cautiously slinks back.

At least he has the foresight to not double jump into their hiding spot.

[watashinonamaewa]

It's impressive. Better than she imagined from a human, enough that she thinks she may even be on par with him. And she can tell by the way he runs that he's excellent at all terrain. It's a familiar feeling to have a companion that can get themselves away from tight spots.

"Not bad," she teases with a grin. "Might even be able to keep up with me."

Sure. Let's challenge the professional runner. Let's feed that big ol' ego.