Player Plot: Paint Ball Battle

[worldsaway]

who: Open to All
what: The Annual Paintball War.
when: 17/01
where: The Jungle + The Hot Springs
warnings: Violence, Swearing and Nudity. The Tarantino Experience.

The Game It’s a chilly morning when the competitors gather in the jungle for the competition, there are still thin layers of ice and snow on the rocks and leaves and the air is cool and crisp. All competitors are outfitted with a full set of equipment, including a paintball gun, a battle pack (a set of 5 colours, 10 of each colour except for three, glittery pods), protective eyewear, a face mask (in a variety of colours and patterns) and camouflage clothing. Players are transported in groups (but not teams) of five into different sections of the jungle. The Perimeter guards monitor the outskirts and the boundaries are marked with flags. Each team is told the general rules of play, which are as follows: You are given a set of 5 colours, 10 of each and 3 glitter bombs Each colour has a different effect on its target, summed up with one word. You need to be hit with 3 different colours or one glitter bomb to be “killed” Use glitter bombs wisely, you only get three. Each coloured pod has a word written on it, in its designated colour. The colours, words and effects are as follows: Red- “Over-confidence” Being hit with red makes you irrational, your decisions are stupid and poorly thought out. This makes you an easy target. Blue- “Rhythm” You are compelled to sing and dance. Every step you take is jazzy, you can’t stop trying to move to the music in your mind. You’re compelled to rhyme or sing every thought you have, to a maddening degree. Purple- “Flirtatious” You are now feeling flirtatious. Your mind is off the prize and on your teammates and enemies. They become your focus instead. Pink- “Ditzy” You’re feeling distracted. Your focus is shot and you can’t stop spacing out. Your imagination is running wild and you see things out of the corner of your eye. You also can’t stop yourself from chattering away. Glitter: Glitter’s effects are long term. The glitter stays on you for weeks after, in your hair and faintly sparkling on your skin. It’s also an instant out, meaning you must leave the game once you’ve been hit with one. The winner is the one who makes it out without being hit by three different colours or a glitter bomb.

The Hot Springs After the war is over, paintballers can retreat to the hot springs. For characters over 18, there are washrooms set up before you enter, there are two segregated by gender (but not heavily monitored either way), with a third for those who don’t identify as either gender or for those who don’t care who they see or who sees them naked. Assisting one another in a scrub down is encouraged, since there will be paint where your arms can’t reach. There are stools to sit on with scrubbing brushes, clothes and a wide variety of delicious smelling soaps to help wipe away the paint. The glitter will not come off. Once you’re clean, you’re welcome to soak in the warm waters of the spring. There is a nude spring (over 18s only) and a clothed spring for younger characters. There are soft, fuzzy bathrobes and towels for modesty outside of the spring.

The Lounge There is a buffet of delicious, wintery foods to warm you up. Hot soups, curry, roasted meats and vegetables as well as finger foods such as cold meats and cheeses, crackers and breads. Fresh fruits, steamed and fresh vegetables and a variety of dips. On the dessert table there are mini pies, tarts and cakes to choose from for dessert. In the lounge is a hot chocolate bar with a variety of different chocolates, marshmallows, creams, sprinkles and alcohols for the adults who need an extra kick. The tables are set indoors, in a small but cozy lodge. There is a large fire that warms the room well and dozens of couches, lazy boys, hammocks and beanbags to settle into. The room is filled with lanterns and candles and it’s the perfect time to regale one another with stories of victory and tragedy from the war. The lounge is open from the beginning of the game, large TV screens will play shots of the game with commentary from a number of people. Those who are unwilling or uninterested in participating can stay in the lounge as long as they like. This means that they can enjoy the thrill of the competition from the comfort of a nice, warm chair. The winners are posted here.

Comments

Lounge!

[dancingmd]

[Though he might have been trying to ignore it, Pierce's injury immediately caught the attention of Beverly's eye. She is a doctor after all. And a participant in the games, if the light coating of glitter all over her arms and face was any indication.

She sat down by the fire and gestured at his arm.]

Did you get anyone to look at that? One of the field medics?

[peacemongering]

[He looked up over the rim of his tea cup when the seat nearby became occupied, lowering it again with a smile. He glanced towards the stiff shoulder before giving it a little shrug and ignoring the low ache of pain.

He noted the glitter that she sported, and his own was only visible because he had washed off all of the previous dirt and mud.]

I didn't see the harm in leaving it be. It's just a bruise, which I was told would be expected given the velocity of the little balls of paint.

[dancingmd]

Well, if you change your mind or it starts feeling worse, I do happen to be a doctor.

[Smiling, she offered her hand to shake.]

Beverly Crusher.

[peacemongering]

Do you now? How fortuitous! It's so very kind of you to offer your services to me.

[He sat forward in his seat so that he could shake her hand.]

A pleasure, Dr. Crusher. I'm Alexander Pierce. How did you enjoy the game today?

[dancingmd]

Oh, I've never played paintball before but it was a great deal of fun! I'm glad I got the chance!

[She laughed and gestured at herself, at all the glitter covering her.]

Even if I didn't do so well.

[peacemongering]

I've seen other people play, but this is the first time I too have participated. It was an exciting adventure, especially with such skilled people.

[He smiled in reply. It seemed there was plenty of glitter to go around and that it would be staying around reminding them all of the game for some time.]

How quickly were you knocked out of the running, hmm?

[dancingmd]

Oh, I think I was about...an hour in, maybe? it all went so fast, I'd have to ask Cisco to be sure.

But congratulations to you! You were one of the winners, right?

[peacemongering]

You formed a team as well? If so, that definitely seemed like the best policy. My team was the Golden Oldies.

[He chuckled at the name because it amused him so much. Also, the people on his team had been considered underdogs based on their age.]

Yes, I came in second, though my team is also a winner. Without their timely sacrifices, I couldn't be where I am. Though, Miss Erso earned her win with top marks.

[dancingmd]

[Unfortunately, the "Golden Oldies" reference flies right over her head, but she can get the gist of it at least. It is nice to have some other older folks around!]

Oh! No, Cisco is a friend of mine, but he didn't play, he was one of the commentators. When I got in, the game was still going on, so I got to see the last few rounds with him.

[peacemongering]

Now there is the most difficult job! How does one offer commentary with so many people running around?

[He smiled, amused by the idea. Had it been like a sports team commentary or a horse race type commentary?]

It sounds like an entertaining time for all involved.

[dancingmd]

Oh he had help! There were several different commentators and they ran in shifts, from what I understand. But he had a ball doing it, I could tell!

[peacemongering]

And that's honestly what these events are for: to have fun.

[He was pleased to see and hear about so many people losing themselves in the celebrations and not thinking too much on their situation. There should be time for fun.]

So what's next for you now that you've engaged and been defeated in paintball combat?

[dancingmd]

A good night's sleep, no doubt!