Event Log: Predator vs. Prey

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Predator vs Prey event
Where: All over the city
When: March 13th-March 21st
Warnings: None

It all starts with an explosion, because Rage is excellent at managing her anger. But an explosion isn't enough - she hasn't worked out all her feeling yet. Not until the city itself has gotten caught up in her anger at Fear for being unable to save Delight. And yeah, that means you.

So now you're a predator (Rage) or prey (Fear). You want to hunt, or you're being hunted. Maybe you were defenseless before, or maybe you're the sort who no one could be afraid of... but it's different now, because the gods are passing on their blessings to you. All the better to catch and kill, or run and hide.

What will you do? Try to resist the urge? Good luck with that. Who would want to resist, anyway, when it feels so right to give in? Hunt someone down like a cat after a mouse, or flee like a deer before wolves. Maybe you can find someone to help you, whether that means hunting in packs or looking for safety in numbers. Who knows, maybe you'll even make a few new friends while trying to kill your old ones.

► This log covers March 13th-March 21st.
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► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If you get caught by a predator or have things turned on you by your prey, please let us know here.

Comments

[unfortunateimmortal]

Maria had no way of knowing what was about to happen. She was innocent in her rage, her fury clawing up and consuming her.

The second she was struck, Maria went flying backwards. The heels of her boots digging in and kicking up dirt as she stopped herself. Pushing the Rakuyo together so that it was no longer in two separate blades and reaching instead for Evelyn, her pistol.

A few quick rounds of Quicksilver bullets were fired off in her assailant's direction before Maria used Quickening, seemingly vanishing for a few seconds in a mist of crimson. When she reappeared she was conveniently behind the very rude boy. With a grunt and a swing, she struck for his shoulders with her blade.

"Away with you Hunter!"

She screamed with such tragic passion, her silver eyes alight with emotion.

[itsnotaonesie]

He is absolutely going to track this lady down when this is all over and apologize as hard as he can, ooooh god.

If it wasn't for his spider-sense, his little asshole rampage would have just come to a pretty abrupt and anti-climactic end. He manages to get out of the way about a split second before she fires, but it's not fast enough to avoid every bullet. At least one hits him, ripping into his bicep. The pain doesn't really register because of Rage's weirdo blessing, but it does stagger him enough to where he can't really dodge Maria's next attack even with his spider-sense giving him a heads up. He tries to dive forward to avoid it, but her blade still hits home.

This hoodie is absolutely ruined. Sucks to be him, but at least it doesn't slow his forward momentum down. He tucks into a roll and is back on his feet in an instant, whipping around to face her and shooting webs at her feet in an attempt to hold her in place. He has no idea how she'd managed to get behind him so freaking fast, but preventing her from doing that again seems like the best course of action.

cw: brief mention of suicide

[unfortunateimmortal]

Such a strange technique he used. Had Maria been one with her senses she might have curiously questioned the ability. She had seen many a strange sight in her life but nothing quite like this. Webbing, like that of a spider, from a human male's wristed? How queer.

The sticky silk managed to find its target and held true to its design. Lady Maria was caught in his web, unable to move her feet, despite all her wriggling and furious grunting.

This was a desperate situation and called for drastic action. With a harsh tug, Maria separated her blade back into two, tilting her head down, face shadowed by her tricorn. She seemed to be accepting defeat, hanging her head in shame, only you would be foolish to think that.

In a troubling turn of events, the Lady turned her blades upon herself, delving them each into her chest, the long pointed ends ripping through her coat at the other side, dripping with her blood. Was it madness that caused her to seemingly take her own life or was there another reason?