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

[relieable]

[Osomatsu snorts at Lyle's reasoning. but... it's true. it really is fun to say "schnapps!" kind of hard for a Japanese speaker, but that's fine. he does his best.

once they have their beverages, they find a place to sit down and drink]

Did you hit anyone, before you got yourself?

[holds_up_walls]

[It's the perfect reasoning, at least according to Lyle.

Lyle did follow Osomatsu over, sitting down on the couch next to him before taking a sip of his hot chocolate]

I did get a few people before I got killed. You? Did you hit anyone?

[relieable]

[Osomatsu makes a face]

Naaah... [then he drinks. oh, hey... this is really yummy! another sip before he answers] I didn't get very far at all. I wasn't sneaky enough.

[holds_up_walls]

Ah well, did you have fun at least?

[Since that was the important part of this beyond whether they had won or not.

He took another drink of his drink. For just kind of throwing it together, it was pretty good]

[relieable]

[no, Lyle, the important part is winning! always!]

Yeah, I did. It was a huge group and, like... I've never been part of something that big before. It was kinda nice...

[holds_up_walls]

You haven't? Really? I guess we'll have to see if here are more events like this one. Try and do something in group.

[Lyle took another sip his hot chocolate]

Maybe something together.

[relieable]

[hm. Osomatsu also sips at his cup. this is new, people other than his family wanting to spend time with him, hang out with him. he still doesn't have many friends but...]

Yeah? This place seems to be good about making events for two people.

[holds_up_walls]

Yeah it does. Heck, we could have done this game together. The only down side is if there could only be one winner, eventually we'd have to try and shoot each other, which wouldn't be all that fun.

[Lyle's used to being the loner in his family. He prefers to spend time with people and those who don't know his brother (or didn't) are easier for him]

[relieable]

It might be fun! Maybe if there were two prizes. [he downs more of his drink. it isn't as hot now, so he can drink it faster]

[holds_up_walls]

Yeah, two prizes. Definitely we'd have to team up then. Because then there wouldn't be a problem with two winners.

[Lyle's definitely drinking his faster now too]

[relieable]

[Osomatsu looks into his mug once it’s empty. maybe he should get more]

Team up, huh? No one’s ever wanted to be on a team with me. [then he looks up at Lyle] I might hold you back, yanno. I’m not the most athletic dude out there.

[holds_up_walls]

[Lyle leaned back on the couch he was sitting on]

So? I'm not exactly the athletic type either. I can handle a gun. Doesn't mean I can play rugby. I prefer living, thank you very much.

[relieable]

Hell, yeah! Here's to living! [he clinks his empty mug against Lyle's] Ain't no fun if you're dead.

[holds_up_walls]

Sláinte. [This Lyle says as they clink mugs] Yeah, life isn't any fun that way. Kind of doing it all wrong. So might as well have fun while we're alive.

[relieable]

Which is why I'm gonna have another drink, an' forget all about how I lost the big game. [hopefully. he stands up but pauses] Hey, I wonder what the prizes were.

[holds_up_walls]

Who knows. It's probably posted somewhere. A reason to get people to play.

[Obviously he hadn't needed it because he had done this without incentive.

But he rather quickly downed the rest of the hot chocolate that was in his mug, getting up as well]

You know what? I'll join you in that. More hot chocolate.

[relieable]

[hooray! more hot chocolate! and then more... and more... pretty soon, Osomatsu's on his fourth cup, and he's pretty toasted]

Maaaan... I should've woooon...! [he says this in a playful manner, though] I'll bet there... there was a ton of cash as the prize. I deserved every cent! [hic]

[holds_up_walls]

[Who would have thought getting drunk on hot chocolate would be a thing. Lyle had a fairly high tolerance, but after a few where he was putting more than a shot of alcohol in a mug of hot chocolate, he was no longer at his best either]

And what would you do with all that money? Buy a pachinko machine? Themed with Haros?

[Lyle's grinning maybe a bit more than usual now]

[relieable]

Oh my gosh, yes! [he’s pleased Lyle remembers their pachinko conversation] Maybe I’d buy a hundred of ‘em. Or maybe I’d just go to a really fancy strip club...

[holds_up_walls]

[For some reason the second part of that comment has his smile fading a little]

A strip club? Seems like a waste of money there.

[relieable]

[hmm? he thinks about it... thinks about it hard, squinting his eyes]

Y-you think so? I mean, I guess it'd be a little desperate. [a little?]

[holds_up_walls]

Well I mean you could, but it only lasts so long. It's no fun in the end.

[And its really at this point that Oso would feel Lyle's hand moving to his leg]

[relieable]

[Osomatsu's a bit out of it. actually, he's worried that he's said something wrong, that Lyle doesn't approve of his idea. shit. he knew he'd blow their friendship one of these days]

I... guess you're right...? [er. wait a minute. something's happening here. Lyle's suddenly very close. not that that is a super big deal, it's just that Osomatsu thought he'd walk away if he were upset. that's what usually happens when people talk to Osomatsu. or they punch him first. maybe he can save this!]

I've never been to a strip club, actually, so I wouldn't know...

[holds_up_walls]

[Well, no, Lyle doesn't approve of it, but there seems to be an underlying reason at the moment that he hasn't said. And it isn't the fact that anything he's said has put him off of being friends with him]

Pachinko machines are probably a better use for the money.

[Not that he knew how they worked anyway]

Have you thought about dating? Like someone here? Then you wouldn't need the strip club.

[relieable]

Well, yeah! Sure... [he blinks slowly, trying to think of his words. it's hard when you're drunk] If someone wanted t'date me... I'd do it in a heartbeat!