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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2016-04-15 10:03 am

Event Log: Assassin

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!
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► 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!
amos_moses: (Bad day backlook)

[personal profile] amos_moses 2016-05-27 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh."

Not exactly the best explanation, but Amos's eyes narrow. Looked and felt something, hmm? "What's you feel, baby?" he coaxes, because if that doesn't sound like an enchantment, he's a potato.

Being marginally sharper than a root vegetable and with far fewer eyes, well....
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[personal profile] mismanagement 2016-05-28 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Angry. [Maketh digs her nails into the side of her face. Focus on the pressure. If that fails, make it bleed. Remember that.] I got--I got angry and I don't know why!
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[personal profile] amos_moses 2016-05-31 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)

"I wonder if Rage is playing games..." Amos muses. Angry for no reason, and Amos well remembers Rage's resurrection and the pervading malcontent and ill-spirits that had covered the cave. "Sounds like witchery."

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[personal profile] mismanagement 2016-06-02 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Maketh shudders. This isn't right. She has to be in complete control of herself or she's useless. There is no middle ground, no compromise.] How--how do I make it stop?
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[personal profile] amos_moses 2016-06-03 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)

"That I can't answer, baby. Enchantment's tricky. Sometimes knowing it's an echantment helps?"

But some people are more prone to being enspelled than others. Amos has been fairly lucky over his life to have only encountered minor spells, but these gods are out of his experience and he has no concrete answer for Maketh.

He wishes he did. He hates hos upset she is right now.

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[personal profile] mismanagement 2016-06-04 02:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Doesn't s--seem to. [Every time she pictures that boy's face, she wants to shoot him all over again. Bash his skull in with the butt of her rifle, make sure it's done right. But she still doesn't know his name. That's not right at all.]
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[personal profile] amos_moses 2016-06-07 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)

"I'm sorry, baby. When Rage resurrected, everyone was angry, ready to fight. Might be something similar...."

Amos has no idea, really, but anything that might help Maketh at this point.

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[personal profile] mismanagement 2016-06-10 01:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Wonderful. [It really is. Her voice is choked and almost angry now, caught around things she can't control - all of it bubbling up and threatening to spill out of her body. This should not be happening. This should not be happening to her. But it is, and there's nothing she can do.]