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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2017-03-15 09:55 am

Event Log: Patron Gods

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!
skelebro: (a what a fucke)

[personal profile] skelebro 2017-03-20 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Gotta make most of it myself. Everything else goes right through me." He taps the tip of one phalanx against the bone of his clavicle, hidden somewhere beneath his shirt. 'S funny, how he somehow manages to have a weight and girth to him despite bein' ostensibly made of nothing more than bone. Chalk that one up to "magic" along with all the rest; it slots in easy with the rest of the items in the column.

"Technically, skeletons can go for pretty long without eatin'. Not a whole lotta fun, but - y'know." At least it means one less mouth to feed in a food crisis. Which is, all in all, pretty great for everyone. Pretty damn handy.
godofrain: (God is pensive)

[personal profile] godofrain 2017-03-21 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
The ninja chuckled again at the joke, and barely tried to hide his smile behind his hand. Going right through him! Because he was a skeleton! That was hilarious, shut up!

As for the whole 'skeleton that fills his clothing perfectly', well. At this point, in this underground city with gods that walked amongst mortals and door that mysteriously brought him back to life, Nagato was ready to accept a lot of things. It was either rolling with the punches and adapting, or suffering anxiety attacks on a regular basis. He didn't have a whole lot of choices here, and ninjas were pretty good at adaptation anyway.

"Useful, especially when the food supply could be drastically reduced at any moment." Nagato noted, always ready to see the tactical advantages when presented to him "But if it's not impolite to ask, what do you eat? You don't have to answer if I'm being insensitive, of course."
skelebro: (wanna buy a hotdog)

[personal profile] skelebro 2017-03-21 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, that's what jokes're for. They are hilarious, ain't they? Real knee-slappers. Real side-splitters. He catches that smile, even if Nagato tries to shield it with his hand. He's gotten pretty good at pickin' up when his jokes, horrible or not, elicit a reaction, positive or otherwise.

"Food made of magic, mostly." It ain't impolite at all; most people tend to ask that at some point or another. If it is impolite, he got over it a long, long damn time ago. More outta necessity than anything else. For the same reason you just kinda get used to bein' asked, well, have you tried not being a skeleton? "Gotta make most of it myself, though Hope can supply, if he's feelin' charitable."

Lately he ain't felt much like botherin' the big guy much. Somethin' about him's just a bit too off-putting at the moment. Maybe it's the whole bit where he resurrected him post-double.
godofrain: (silent3)

[personal profile] godofrain 2017-03-21 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
But Nagato was a ninja, and ninjas were supposed to always be in control, not just laughing at jokes, not even skeleton-made jokes. And even when they were really funny. It has been what, eight years? Since he last laughed. And during that time, he had stolen the happiness of so man, it just didn't feel right to be here having as much fun as someone dropped his another dimension could have.

The thought made Nagato frown deeply, and all humor left his expression.

At least he wasn't being impolite. He had always disliked rudeness, even at the height of his madness. He certainly wouldn't tolerate it here, even less from himself.

"Magic, hm." Back home, that word was almost an insult, used by the gullibles to explain the world. And that immensely hypocritical of Nagato to think that because his abilities are clearly magic by everything but the name. "It's not something we have back home. Even less as food. Are those magic too?" The ninja asked, pointing at the sweets on the stand.
skelebro: (oh ~~~mettaton)

[personal profile] skelebro 2017-03-21 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
He don't seem to take a liking to that thought. Nice thing about humans and people with skin and muscle to their face is how it makes it a hell of a lot easier to get a read on 'em. When you're a skeleton who's all smiles and perpetual grins, it can make it tough to hone in on what kinda smile you're gettin' at the moment.

Nagato's easier, like most humans. Or - people, if he turns out to be somethin' other than human. There's a lotta those down here, it feels like. Sans simply grins and gestures limply down at himself.

"These? Nah. They'd go right through me."