hadriel_logs | 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!

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"I could not talk and we could stare at each other in awkward silence. Not that it would be awkward for me." It just sort of comes with the territory really. He liked to watch and loved to be entertained. Up high he got the perfect view as he always did.

"The real question is do you want me to come down or do you want to come up, Miss Sharon?"

"We get to that point, and I'm leaving," She sasses back. She's not really a fan of awkward silences and staring contests—something about making eye contact with most people leaves her feeling a little more than awkward after just a few moments,"If you don't want to come down, fine, but I'm not climbing any stairs or fucking climbing any buildings to talk to you."

"I'm not a parkour artist, I'm a painter." Huff. She is a scrawny young woman who may have powers far beyond that of most here but she can't do something as simple as teleport or float or fly or... well, anything in that chain of unique abilities.

"Sometimes a good conversation can come from absolute silence but as you wish," because honestly Tyki hardly ever shuts up. He's always talking. He hums lightly in amusement when she speaks to him in her normal honest way and will push up and take a step off the edge down the three story fall and he'll stop short of the ground by half a inch and just let his heels touch down first before the rest of him.

His hands are out to the sides in silent surrender as his grin weaves onto his face even more than it normally should, "I could've given you a lift but I'm down now."

To watch him take that step off makes her stomach plummet with worry. It's instinct to want to stop his fall but she just grips a palm into a single fist, tight, until his descent slows. There are some powers she'll never quite get used to seeing, and things like this are one of them.

As he grins, she rolls her eyes,"I would've burned your face off if you'd tried. I like my feet on the ground, thank you."

She'd never make the claim that she's afraid of heights, but sometimes looking down from so high up can be dizzying. She motions to his little pranks,"So, is this how you think you're going to win?"

He really should learn not to be so flashy but since there were others that could fly or do what they wished he let the minor things show without much restraint. It was only two people other than himself that knew what he could fully do.

"Some of the best views are up high though. It's a pity you prefer the ground."

He's walking towards her now just to give her what she wanted of a better voice without having to yell. "At first I wanted to win but then I regained my senses and I can't say I'm willing to put effort into feeding a god for no reason other than what whim I had when I woke up." A head tilt plus a grin, "Unless the prize is homebound but that's not likely."

Sharon knows better than to spend too much time so high up. She's too soft and squishy and is more than well aware that even a short fall would end her life. As much as she'll claim she doesn't fear death, it's not a fear she's ever managed to extinguish, despite her single death within the city thus far.

As he approaches, she raises a brow. He doesn't want to win anymore?

"You know, winning could be beneficial, even if it can't get you home," She points out, even if it makes her own intentions obvious. She wants to win, if only to take more from Fear,"It could get you information, or maybe even get you protection from one of their shitty events."

He's not prone to harm women at least unless it was a have to kind of thing like with Exorcists at home. Otherwise he treats them rather kindly and while his compliments about their bodies are genuine it was often resulting from Tyki talking too much. He wouldn't drop her at least. Still, he won't push it. They are both on the ground anyways.

"A reprieve from Confusion would be nice. The only events from her haven't been kind to me especially the last one. Yet to cause Confusion on a massive scale could be rather dangerous. Is winning that much worth it?"

"I guess that all depends on whether or not you need something from them," and though Sharon would never claim she needs anything from any single one of those deities but having something on them, having a request available should it ever be necessary? It's worth a little extra hard work,"I get it, though. I'm not the biggest fan of playing into their shit, either. I just recognize when something might end up being useful."

Like a payment-less request. Not that it's so payment-less considering what they'd have to do to win it, how much they'd have to inspire of their particular team's emotion.

"Plus, who doesn't like winning?" She adds, sporting a slight grin.

"Not anymore. Some luxuries or other things but they aren't anything I need." He chuckles a little at the way she just admits that winning is worth something. It's true. It had potential to be useful. He did like winning but in this case there was also a great deal of everything else that could be lost as well. He didn't really want to feed any of them. Well, not for long.

"I do but are we really winning or are they winning by default of how much they are fed. It's a ploy."

"They win every day, all day, regardless of whether or not we play into their hands," She argues. With this, they at least get something out of all the emotions they pull from them. She'd rather get something than nothing, and if she's getting something, she wants the big prize,"But, hey, if you're good with losing, I'm not going to argue."

She says with somewhat of a smile,"It means my team is more likely to win."

"Of course they do. They're gods. They get to play with everyone else like toys." It doesn't mean he wants to feed them any further. Besides, unless there was a true motivation the effort just wasn't there. It had to take more from him.

"Delight is easier. So is Rage. Fear will only come if people are scared of what others will do." He grins a little this close to her, "Besides, you're Fear right? I can't see him not picking you." He's totally implying something here.

Event Log: Patron Gods

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Okay I am done being sick now. orz

no worries, I just got done with a sickness too!!

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