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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► If you get caught by a predator or have things turned on you by your prey, please let us know here.

Comments

[hellosirs]

Sir!

[ Even Angus isn't sure who he's yelling at, at this point. He just tightens his grip on Taako's arm and yanks, hard enough to jerk him to the side, and hopefully out of knife range! ]

[pocketspa]

Oh come on--

[Angus' pull unbalances him, ankles crossed as he re-steadies, but it causes the knife to miss by mere inches. Taako ticks his head towards it, as if signaling Angus to pick it up.]

Dude! Cut it out! We're not even trying to kill you!

[He is backing away now though, an arm protectively out in front of Angus, still holding the axe above his head and out of this guy's reach. Hopefully he doesn't have telekinesis or something. That would get like, really weird.]

[ragnarsson]

[Ivar makes no response to either of them. He's lost this round clear enough and the knowledge galls him. He stops focusing on the retreating pair and instead starts trying to get back up off the ground, no easy task when he's wearing a pair of cumbersome leg braces that hinder more then they help.

It's not a pretty sight trying to watch the crippled warrior try and get back to his feet, failing multiple times again and again. One might call it pitiful if they were speaking their thoughts out loud, but only if they were feeling particularly suicidal. He finally gains some traction by shoving his crutch directly into the ground so he can lean his full body weight against it.]