Event Log: Patron Gods

[hadrielmods]

Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Patron Gods event!
Where: All around the city
When: March 15th-March 20th
Warnings: The gods choose you! Whether you choose them back is your call.

It's March 15th! Whether or not you've been having a good or a bad week, the gods decided to get together and put all the characters on teams- just like in those gym classes that you always skipped! Whether or not you were the last one picked is up for debate, but until we can figure that particular mystery out, there's another one to mull over... namely, who left that mysterious note in your bedside table/shoe/fishtank? And how did you get a friendship bracelet twined around your wrist?

Regardless, when opened, the letter will say-

'Congratulations! You have been chosen! [God name] thinks you're a great fit for their team! All you have to do is spread their emotion, and you'll get a blessing - and if your team wins, you get the grand prize: one (1) request for each member of the team, no payment required! Or you can band together and request one big thing, it's all up to you! So find your allies, get started, and let's win this thing!'

Whether or not this is for real becomes immediately obvious, as you seem to find yourself yearning to cooperate with your teammates, and maybe feeling a bit competitive toward your foes. Grab a squeaky chicken or a creepy doll or a snowglobe from the shops if you like, and let's get inspiring! Of course, you aren't forced to participate, but have fun telling your teammates that nobody is going to win their wish because you decided to be a stick in the mud.

Go forth and spread joy! Or sorrow, or scare people, or just really piss them off- but whatever you do, try to have fun and build that sense of community! You're going to need it...

► This log covers March 15th-March 20th.
► 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!
► If you're just so mad at the gods that you'd rather die than participate, then let us know here!

Comments

[einselective]

Tired of yelling to be heard through the door (and Ray doesn't exactly sound too threatening), Marian slides back the deadbolt and opens the door enough of a crack to peer suspiciously through.

"How is it supposed to do that? With us serving as sentient batteries, do you actually expect them to want to let anyone go? No, we'll handle it ourselves." At least, she hopes so. She's met talented people here, true, but nobody has much to actually work with, only the bits of scrap scavenged here and there.

[liveasmyself]

Ray steps back, ready to bolt, when the door cracks open. Okay, the person on the other side doesn't look that scary either, but she couldn't be sure with how angry they seemed.

She bites her lip and thinks a moment--the point about batteries is an angle she hadn't considered before, and the idea of it makes her uncomfortable. It makes too much sense.

"But how can we do that without cooperating? I wouldn't have the first idea of how to get out of here on my own. There're walls all around us."

[einselective]

Eyeballing Ray, Marian wonder exactly how many kids there are around here. Her reply is, maybe, a little too honest an opinion. "If there's nothing you can do, then just try to stay safe and wait," she says frankly.

Just because she's not yelling anymore doesn't mean she's going to be nice and open the door further though. No, she's got her eye out for whatever color bracelet Ray has. "Which one picked you?"

[liveasmyself]

Ray frowns, feeling a twinge of annoyance at the directions--she doesn't think she's that pathetic. Just... very limited in what she can do to proceed here.

Ray holds up the wrist with the orange bracelet. "Confusion. Do you still have yours?"

This person didn't seem too keen on participating either way, but Ray's curious. She's not entirely sure what criteria the gods used for picking the people they did, and she wonders which one of them wanted this person. Maybe Rage? She certainly seems a bit crabby.

[einselective]

Confusion. Not someone she wants anywhere near anything she's working on, then, regardless of appearances. That weird competitive urge rises just a little, before she grits her teeth, cognizant and quashing it. Fear. What a stupid, stupid choice from a stupid, stupid entity aiming to cause nothing but trouble.

"Of course not," she scoffs. "And who would want to help anything calling itself a god of confusion, fear, rage? Troublemakers, that's who."

[liveasmyself]

Ray drops her arm to her side and feels her shoulders stiffen. "I'm not a troublemaker! I'm just trying to get myself out of here."

[einselective]

"Really? Either way, you're not going to be causing any confusion around here," Marian snorts. "Take my advice. You're better off not cooperating with something you don't understand."

And on that note she slams the door shut again. Those gods and their competition. What a load of nonsense.