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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► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► Did your assassin catch up to you? Please remember to hit up our death post!

Comments

[unfollowing]

Exactly. We'll be fine. Life will still be shit, but we won't go to jail.

[Which isn't exactly cheerful or optimistic, but what else can she say? It's realistic, and it's something she can count on and plan around. Life will get back on track. She'll go back to school a d get an internship and conquer the fashion world.

For now, though, her goal is to kick Rhys's ass, so she goes back to her makeup.]

How come you're not, like, dying to hurt someone?

[thechoiceisyours]

[Yeah. It'll be difficult and stressful and probably not helpful to recovering, but the chances any of them would actually be convicted of anything is really low. They'll get through this too, and he just need to remember that whenever the whole prospect seems so frightening.

At her question he blinks once, then gives a small shrug.]

I have no idea. Maybe I just haven't met the person I'm supposed to hate? Or maybe like, the gods missed me on their checklist or something.

[unfollowing]

Maybe they just realized your poor nerdy ass would die within an hour and wouldn't even get to meet whatever poor asshole you would've been given to hate.

[Because really.]

[thechoiceisyours]

Um, rude.

[Although--]

But uh... Yeah. Probably true.

Whatever the reason, I'm not complaining.

[The whole idea is horrifying, especially since either Emily is right and he'd end up dead an hour in or, maybe worse, he'd actually kill someone. He's a really good shot, so if he noticed his target at a distance, it's entirely possible he could actually kill someone and he'd never want to do that.]

[unfollowing]

'Probably'? Please. [Insert massive eyeroll here.]

I hope you, like, help me out if that asshole with the fireballs comes back here to try again. I'm not in the mood to burn to death.

[And she never will be. All things considered, she'd rather be shor.]

[thechoiceisyours]

It's a good thing I don't have like, self-esteem issues.

[Because if he was the type to be hurt by a lack of faith in his ability to kill people he'd be super hurt. But the joking tone goes serious when he responds to her next comment.]

Yeah, of course. I mean, you're probably safest here anyway, with Ash's traps and us being together, so...

[So it's best if she stays in the house, really. No need to go after Rhys, out where it's dangerous.]

[unfollowing]

Chris, you'd trip over air. [As if that's all the support her argument needs.

She's doing her makeup as she replies to the rest of what he says.]

I am taking as long as I can with this. I just... I need to get out there.

[Fuck this.]

[thechoiceisyours]

I'm pretty sure I've actually tripped over air before, so fine. You win this round.

[Curse you, Emily. And he sighs a little at that last part; he can't really understand it, but...]

Okay, well... Maybe you can think of some excuses to come back. 'Accidentally' lose your mask in the lake or something.

[unfollowing]

Thank you. [You get a ... kind of creepy grin, actually, thanks to the makeup.

And then she gives him a flat, are you shitting me stare.]

Would I ever 'accidentally' screw up a plan.

[thechoiceisyours]

Uh, considering every aspect of the situation here, I'm gonna just say 'no, of course not.'

[He's pretty confident at this point that as terrifying as Emily looks she's more or less harmless--to him, at least--but he doesn't feel like tempting fate. Still, his response is an obvious joke.]

[unfollowing]

Smart boy. You've got brains for more than apps in there.

Now, if you'll excuse me [she says, turning back to the mirror] I have to get back to my makeup.

[Because clearly that is the most important thing happening right now, is the application of her makeup. It's easier to think about it like that than otherwise. Becoming a slave to her perfectionism in this moment is the best bet she has to make it through the day spending as little time as possible outside and looking for that fucking asshole.]

[thechoiceisyours]

[He rolls his eyes at that first part--thanks, Emily--but decides yeah, now that his coffee is done he's just going to bail. He wants to check up on the others and see if he can figure out some way to help prevent anyone from getting hurt.]

Yeah.

Um... Send me a message if you're out and anything happens, okay?

[unfollowing]

[Huh. Emily had planned to just scream bloody murder if something happened to her while she was out, but this might be better. If she can get to her phone, anyway.]

Sure. Don't, like, hurt yourself on your way to help me, though.

[Because he would. He would.]

[thechoiceisyours]

Funny.

[He gives her another eyeroll on the way out of the kitchen.

But yes, he totally would.]