Turtle & Canary; Wednesday [09/02].

[sake_shinigami]

As a man who prided himself in his ability to skip out on countless Captains' meetings (in a way, this whole venture back to the island had proven a mostly successful, more-than-a-year-long avoidance of said Captains' meetings), Shunsui was more than willing to consider skipping out on those assemblies an extension of that philosophy. It wasn't quite the same, of course, since he was still, technically 'working' (although the most strenuous thing he did beyond checking customers out--in more ways that one--was the requisite addition to Summer-chan's sign), but it was similar enough for him to feel a certain sense of pride in upholding the tradition.


Of course, it was a little bit different, he realized, when that first paintball hit the front window, when the assemblies might actually be coming to him.

There was now a large spatter of green on the window, followed by a splatter of yellow, and that seemed it for the moment, though it definitely felt like the first of many, many more to come, and he passed a worried glance over to Apu-san.

"At least," he tried hopefully, "they won't come in."

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Caritas; Wednesday [09/02].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Honestly, this week just kept getting better and better for Summer.

"Tino," she said, quirking up her chin, gesturing a finger behind her ear, "I think you missed a spot."

And so Tino would go and try to clean off some paint that he'd apparently failed to clean off earlier.

Then, a little while later, "Oh, hey, Tino, there's another spot..."

And so Tino would go and clean off the spot Summer had indicated he'd missed on his shoulder.

"Tino, I can't believe I didn't see it before, right there, on your hairline..."

It did not actually take Tino long to realize that Summer was just messing with him, and when he confronted her with an expression that said as much, she just met it with a big, sweet smile and an innocent flutter of her eyelashes, before she dropped it and said, "But, no, seriously, there's a huge green spot right on the back of your elbow still."

...in retrospect, he really should not have fallen for that.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!
Back to School Gremlin
Lotus Wine

First One Free with a Karaoke Song!

Was she also looking forward to seeing if this new hook for earning a free jello shot would work well? Oh, yeah. She was definitely looking forwad to how that might go down.

Caritas is open!

Community Center Class: Modern Earth Entertainment - Wednesday, 09/02.

[special_rabbit]

Well, Amaya didn't really know how well this was going to take off. Back when Peter did the class, it was really sort of hit and miss and devolved for a little while into pretty much her and Seivarden showing up just to complain about whatever they were subjected to, and maybe that's all it would be this time around, too, and she was pretty okay with that because it was usually a good time.

Either way, once it was time for the class to get started, she went into her schpiel regardless.

"Well," she started, "welcome to Modern Earth Entertainment, which is honestly just an excuse to get together, have some snacks, and watch some movies. I myself came from a place that doesn't even have electricty, much less movies, so I became a real fan when this class was started a while back by someone else, and now I'm hoping to sort of carry on the tradition.

"I was thinking, since the new semester started back up and all, we'd do a high school themed film, but, in light of today's assembly, I've changed course a little and went with something that might feel a little more thematic. Assuming, of course, that the equipment decides to cooperate."

Because it didn't, sometimes. Cooperate. And Amaya was pretty sure there was nothing that could be done to the equipment to fix that, though you can bet she was going to at least try.

Either way, once everyone got settled in, it was time to get this week's movie started.

Fandom Trooper Station, Wednesday

[hatesparadise]

So, the town had gone nuts again and of course it was on a Wednesday. And, if you thought for a moment that Danny was gonna deal with getting paint on his clothes, you'd be wrong. He sighed when he spotted a weird little sniper's nest on top of the building, suddenly realizing where Steve had gotten off to this morning.

And when he continued on into the station, the troopers turned from their defensive positions around the office, paintball guns in hand.

"If so much as a speck of paint hits me, none of you get the creampuffs I brought." As per his usual 'don't murder Steve for the training bullshit' bribe.

The guns went down immediately.

"Damn right," he muttered under his breath, putting the box on one of the communal tables.

[open with a tiny bit of ocd!]

The beach, Wednesday morning

[betterthanaplan]

The island had not yet lost its collective mind to paintball. The beach was peaceful. Duke was watching the waves.

It was a lovely morning.

[open!]

Around Town, Wednesday Afternoon

[notallbluemonks]

Beau had a splatter of green paint across one cheek, several more locks of hair than usual falling out of her topknot, and a ferally delighted grin on her face.

She'd just been out on a run around town (her second of the day, don't judge her) when she came across the paintball war as it happened to start spilling out into town, and a lucky shot from one of the Monday morning gym regulars had grazed her.

So now she was darting all around the place, trying to find pockets of skirmishing and ... maybe hoping to bait people into shooting at her. Look, she was quick and dodgy and could catch arrows out of the air and didn't get much of a chance to do that last thing around here.

So.

"Come on, fuckers, come get me!"

Hey, at least paintballs counted as nonlethal damage, so she wasn't going to end up having to make death saving throws again Which should be a relief to the several people who weren't a fan of watching her get her ass knocked out in a fight again. And hey, your one 6HP heal per day ability was safe this time, Yasha.

[OOC: So open! I wanted to play with Beau's canon Deflect Missiles ability, so I figured it would be easier to just make one post rather than have to explain it a million times.

So this is how it works, adapted for Fandom purposes: I'm going to roll a d10 and add 10 to the result to determine how much "damage" she can attempt to negate in reaction to a shot. Then, because I am not figuring out attack/damage modifier stats for all of you, I'll roll 3d12 to see how much "damage" you do, with a bonus of 10 if your character is a marksman. If that total beats the first one, it's a hit, otherwise she gets to swat the paintball out of the air and try to throw it back/ricochet it at you because D&D monks are ridiculous. I'll assume your shots are on target unless you specify that they're not.

Yes, I am absolutely rolling for this and will give results in an OOC note. Yes, I have enough dice at my work desk to do it. Yes, I put way too much thought into it.]

The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[okteiviakom]

This Wednesday evening, the front of the Devil's Nest was covered in colorful paintball splatters, and Tiny was trying to suggest they make the most of it by having a special on colorful drinks.

Octavia was not as convinced, though.

"You know I'm just gonna put grenadine into everything if we do that, right?"

They put nothing up as a special.