hadriel_logs | Event Log: Why Do You Have To Be Mad?

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Event Log: Why Do You Have To Be Mad?

Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Rage event!
Where: All around the city
When: December 15th-December 20th
Warnings: None! Well, potentially rage-induced destruction and fighting and maybe a tiny bit of murder? So, nothing out of the ordinary.

December is usually a time of festive holiday cheer... unfortunately, Hadriel isn't the sort of place that respects holidays. Rage has decided that it's time she's given her due and has put on another event! Unfortunately for everyone in the city, this event means that all characters are given a particularly aggravating pet peeve that entirely sets them into a flying rage.

See someone sleeping? They're now the object of your ire. See a tall building with a bunch of windows? Suddenly, all those windows need to be smashed. Fights are breaking out with depressing regularity, and a couple of them might be severe enough to injure someone in a bad way.

Look out for your fellow prisoners in Hadriel, and do try to figure out the categorizations of each person's issue fast- falling into these cycles of anger isn't good for anyone and is bound to make someone mad if you treat them wrong. Conversely, instead you can just find someone who has the same loathing as you and let your feelings amplify one another; after all, the best sort of friendship is one that's formed by mutual hatred!

► This log covers December 15th-December 20th.
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► If you get too caught up in your feelings and start a fight only to see that the person who pissed you off was really good at fighting, or if someone blew up the building you were kinda living in, please let us know here!
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"Because you're trying to hurt an innocent animal, that's what! Besides, you must be really stupid if you think you can touch a fish swimming with your bare hands!"

His flames flare up as he continues to yell at Firo.

"I mean, seriously, just how low do you have to be to hurt a fish?! Probably twice as stupid as you are to think you can just punch it in the water! That's not rocket science!"

Rin gets hit full on and he falls backwards. But it's only a second's time for him to get back and throw a punch of his own, straight at Firo's own face as payback. There's just no way he's letting this fly!

Firo gets hit on the cheek and turns his face with the blow. When he regains his balance, he glares back at Rin. What's with the flames? He's confused as hell, but he can't afford asking--it might make him look stupid or weak.

For all the many fights Firo's been in in his life... this is definitely one of the most ridiculous. That fact is entirely lost on Firo right now.

"I'm gonna ask again: what's it to you? Is this your friend or something? Were you planning on eating it for dinner tonight? If you've got nothing to do with this fish, then it's none of your business!"

If he stopped to think, he'd realize that he has no idea why he's so fired up. But thinking simply isn't done at a time like this.

"Well, what if it is my friend?!" It's not. "It's not like the fish has anything to do with you! You're such a bully! A brat! Why don't you just grow up already!? Pick on something your own damn size! I'll make it my business if I fucking want to!"

Screw this, man, he's pissed off. This brat is seriously too full of himself. He's going to reinforce his words with action. He unsheathes his sword, his flames completely engulfing him as he points his sword at Firo.

"What do you have to say for yourself, brat?!"

It's looking like there's only one way this can go now. Firo's lip curls in disdain, and he brings out his knife.

"You're an idiot. You really wanna go this far for a goddamn fish? You don't even know what it did."

Now that he thinks of it, Firo doesn't even really know what it did. It's just an awful fish.

"Yea, so what did it do?! Huh!?"

Rin stands there, his tail flicking impatiently, waiting for whatever bullshit answer this guy has got to give. He's sure it's not even remotely good enough to attack a fish over. What did it do? Nibble your toes while you went for a swim?

Hm. Now there's a question. Firo hesitates a moment, then decides that people who aren't involved have no right to ask--even if he kind of invited them to do so.

"...I already told you that it's none of your business. Now get lost, kid."

Rin scoffs.

"Like Hell I will, brat. If anyone should get lost, it's you!"

Enough of Firo's attitude. If you're big enough to fight a fish, you should be big enough to fight him, then.

"You want to pretend you're better than everyone else? Then try this!"

Rin swings his sword out wildly at Firo, aiming for his midsection.

It's harder to move in the water, so Firo knows he could get hurt if he merely tries to dodge. So he blocks with his knife as he steps out of range; the much smaller blade of course couldn't do anything against a sword on its own, but it's enough to protect against a graze from the tip of the sword as he moves away.

"The hell's your problem? You pull out a sword over a fish? Why don't you go get upset about something that actually matters?"

He should get out of the water if they're going to do this. Slowly and gradually, he starts to circle for the shore. All the while, he keeps both eyes on Rin.

[ooc: Sorry for taking so long! It was a long week.]

Edited 2016-12-27 15:06 (UTC)

"You're one to talk! Why would you try to beat up a fish? Why don't you do something that actually matters? You wouldn't know what mattered if it bit you like a snake!"

Rin lunges at him. The more this guy talks, the more pissed off he feels. Just where does this guy get off telling him what should matter?

"I hate hypocritical idiots like you! Just back off already! You think you're little knife stands a chance against me?!"

Edited (ooc: Think nothing of it. You've been more than patient with me in the past.) 2016-12-27 15:48 (UTC)

Firo steps back quickly, unsteady in the water until he finally hits dry ground. That's better.

And now that he has his footing, he decides he'll take a little risk. Maybe it'll freak this guy out--he doesn't like how his clothes often get ruined when he shows off his immortality, but it'd be worth it to scare this brat.

Though his knife is still in hand, he holds his arms out wide. He's completely open. "Why don't you try it? If you think you can. Do you even know how to use that thing?"

"What the.... Of course I do!"

Actually, he's still pretty amateur at sword fighting, all things considered. But it's always gotten him out of tight spots, regardless of his inexperience. Rin clenches his hand around his sword so tightly, his knuckles turn white. He's got a wide opening to show just how well he can use his sword!

But he has a wide opening... and something in the back of his mind catches his attention. Maim and injure, sure. But kill? It's going to take alot more than Rage's influence for him to kill a person. Gritting his teeth, he shoves his sword down into the sand and charges at Firo with his fists instead.

"Idiot, like I'd kill you! Why don't you man up!"

Aw, come on. Firo frowns, disappointed that it didn't work. He doesn't have too much time to reflect on it as Rin comes at him again; he sheaths his knife and uses his other hand to block any incoming blows.

"Try and kill me. Come on, just give it a shot. I bet you couldn't even get a good scratch even if you were really trying."

"Yea?!" Rin yells, throwing punch after punch. "Why do you want to die so damn bad, huh?! Are you that suicidal?!"

Rin throws a kick at Firo's center.

"I. Will not. Kill someone! Especially not some brat who puts his knife away! You won't even put up a real fight. It's pathetic to beg for death."

His voice starts to calm down, but he glares at Firo, huffing each breath out. He gets the inherent sense that something is just wrong here, though he has no idea what.

Being insulted like that, Firo's knuckles turn white as he blocks the kick. He has half a mind to give up on this and try to teach the kid a lesson right now. "You don't get anything, do you? Must be scary, goin' through life with a brain that small."

He steps back and takes out his knife again. Even if it won’t scare the kid, Firo has to show off now to prove that he wasn’t just trying to get out of a fight. "Just shut up and watch."

He considers his palm, then cuts it with the knife. When he takes it out, blood drips out of his hand and off the knife, just as normal.

When it hits the ground, the blood seems to stop for just a split second. Then it reverses into the wound. It only takes a few seconds for the skin to seal up behind it. Good as new.

All through this, Firo watches Rin with an eyebrow raised. He wants to see the reaction.

"Hey, asshole, my brain isn't small!" Jerk! JERK! Seriously, how dare you?!

Still, Rin finds himself obeying for the moment, scowling as he watches Firo cut his hand. At first, his eyes go wide.

"H-hey, what are you d...!" And then he sees the wound reverse. "Holy shit..."

And then he explodes into a smile and his flames diminish. He rushes toward Firo to get a better look, his tail flicking around excitedly.

"Man, that is so cool! Are you a son of Satan, too!? Man, I thought I was the only one that could heal like that! Whoa! Is that why you wanted me to stab you? To show off? Why didn't you just ask, man?!" Nevermind that Firo totally had. Sort of.

Fun fact, Firo. Rin has super speedy healing powers, too. He abuses them frequently.

Firo freezes in place, staring at Rin's smiling face. "You're an immortal?" This is so disappointing. Firo almost pouts when he realizes he's definitely not going to get the reaction he wanted.

If he were a crueler person, he'd consider telling Sato about Rin's immortality--maybe the guy would have some fun. But that's going way too far for their little spat.

He sighs. "The hell're you talking about with Satan? You know that stuff's just made up, right?"

"Well, yea. Sort of. I guess so." Immortal isn't exactly what he would call it. "I've taken some really massive blows... and kind of been impaled, before. And I heal just like you did! Man! You are way cooler than I thought! I'm totally putting you on my list of coolest people ever!"

"Man, I wish Satan were made up." Rin straightens himself, still flicking his tail. "He's the whole reason I... Wait... Y'mean you've seen my flames this whole time, and you didn't know?"

He gives a dumbfounded look. He still has some getting used to that different worlds have different rules, but this is the first time he's been told that his bloodline is just made up.

"Uhh.... Yea, y'know..." He laughs nervously. "You're right, totally made up."

He wants nothing to do with Satan anyway. Why complicate things and scare people off?

Cool?! Firo feels a little thrill of happiness in spite of himself. Sure, he's still completely baffled about the turn this has taken, but he likes when people think he's cool. Those rare times it happens.

Firo shrugs and shakes his head. "I figured it was just some trick."

He looks up at Rin, squinting as he leans in closer. "...So what're you talkin' about with Satan and the flames? And the reason?"

So this kid is probably a bit crazy. Firo raises an eyebrow quizzically; he wants to figure out what the hell Rin is babbling about.

The fish is entirely forgotten.

Ooh, boy... Firo's asking questions. And they're the worst kind. He can't go back on his flames or what he's already said about Satan, but...

"Uhm..." Rin takes a couple steps back, hands up submissively. He gives another nervous laugh. "Reason? What reason? Is that what I said? I meant... uhh... meant..."

He's totally drawing a blank. Coming up with lies on the spot has never been his forte, and he's never been one to think ahead to what he should say in these situations.

Firo slouches into a sigh. The weirder this kid acts, the more curious he becomes. "Come on, spit it out! You were talking a mile a minute a second ago."

Reason? He doesn't even have a guess at what it could be.

And Rin's got nothing. Guess the alternative is to be as vague as possible. He scratches the back of his head and gives a heavy sigh.

"Well... Satan is kind of the reason I have my powers. Most people look at my flames and they can tell that's what it is." The Blue Flames of Satan, and what happened on the Blue Night. No one from this world seems to know it, and he's been grateful for that.

Edited 2017-01-12 18:54 (UTC)

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