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Paintball Log 1

Dec 23, 2006 20:32

Who: Raito (yellow), Gai (pink), Kakashi (gray), Ichigo (orange), Master Chief (dirty yellow), Zaphikel (ultramarine), Dante (copper)
When: Friday afternoon, 3pm!
Where: North section (blue coded) of the tunnels
What: Paintball event.
Rating: PG-13 for paint violence and likely swearing.

Note: make sure to check the map before you start.

( Ladies and gentlemen, load your guns. )

ichigo, dante, raito, zaphikel, master chief, paintball, kakashi, gai

Comments 11

ichapara December 24 2006, 02:23:15 UTC

Kakashi cursed his bad luck. He'd just received a shiny little cardboard package, hot off the press(♥) when he'd checked his email. The paintball fight was starting. Now. Cursing under his breath, he couldn't help but glance furtively at the innocent little bundle in his lap.

"Aah, screw it," he snarled, ripping into the bubblewrap surrounding his brand-new, limited-edition, special-order Icha Icha Dracula. Gai would understand.

((OOC: MASSIVE amounts of apologies in order here. >_< I can't be online tonight, so Kakashi's gone AWOL for the time being. Gai and anyone else, feel free to hand him his ass later. He (and I) deserve it. ;__;))

masterandchief December 24 2006, 03:40:03 UTC

Master Chief had done his homework, despite his awkward starting position the noncom knew exactly where he was and had a mental map etched into his head. He briefly wished for his helmet's HUD so he could draw the map and overlay it with his position marker, but that was a luxury he'd just have to do without.

The Master Chief turned towards the south-east; their were three tunnels that intersected there. It was a bad situation just waiting to happen. It would be especially hard to see anything coming from his personal hallway, too. He turned around, kept an eye on his backside, but began to move towards hallway C. It was a T-intersection, but it was better than the other. He moved carefully, cautiously, but quickly and precisely.

surlystrawberry December 24 2006, 03:57:54 UTC

Ichigo winced slightly as the buzzer rung in his ears, although it felt more like it rung in his brain.

"Tch," he half-scoffed, frowning with his usual sour expression.

He stood in hallway D, a relatively straightfoward hallway. His two options were pretty simple, really: Go forward or go back. For some reason one end of the hallway seemed darker than the other, so he opted not to go that way. He couldn't see anyone, yet. Then again, the hallway was rather long and the game had only just started.

He held up his paintgun.

"Well, this sure is a different weapon than what I'm used to. Whatever," he shrugged, and continued on.

devil_hunter_d December 24 2006, 04:26:56 UTC

Dante was a fool. He'd completely not paid attention to the comms for several weeks and therefore didn't know about the upcoming paintball war. As consequence he had signed up late. Really late. He wasn't even on the current list of players, but whatever. He had his gear, copper paintballs included, now and that's all that counted ( ... )

surlystrawberry December 24 2006, 04:43:03 UTC

Ichigo felt something pelt and SPLAT against him. Hard. One of them felt like it hit him in the ass.

He wasn't too happy about that.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" he yelled irritably, spinning around to face whatever direction the shots had come from and, needless to say, began firing back rather haphazardly. If it wasn't so dark, one could probably see the vein throbbing in his forehead.