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

[trybelieving]

But -

[She doesn't understand the conflict. Usually the people who'd like to hurt her are much less conflicted about it than he is. There's never any resisting, no trying to help her through it. If he's wrestling with the darkness, she doesn't know whether to run or to try to help him. One is very much who she is, the other makes sense in this situation.

At least Tinker Bell isn't angry anymore. She'd just like to know what brought this on.]

- Alright.

[ She changes her mind before she starts to turn away, lifting a hand to pause his argument.]

My name is Tinker Bell. If you need help, this isn't my first time fighting a dark impulse.

[ Neither hers nor someone else's.]

I'll go, but don't be afraid. You're in control of your actions.

[quaerit]

[ Gansey blinks at her. ]

Tinkerbell?

[ He says it like it's all one word, because in the stories he's used to, it is. She's not really a little green fairy with a high blond ponytail and insect-like wings. She's also not a little orb of light that would fit in his hand.

Now that he's made that comparison, it roils with unpleasant vitriol in his stomach, like it's her fault that she's not these things. That makes no sense either. Would anything she said make him feel this way?

This is so unnatural. Gansey takes a steadying breath.

She's right. He's in control of his actions. He's not being physically forced to hurt her. Something is making him want to, but that's not the same. ]

I know. I can--

I will fight it. This isn't what I want.