I AM AN ARMS DEALER 👉 FITTING YOU WITH WEAPONS

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WHO: OPEN!
WHERE: Maurtia Falls, All Star Parking Garage
WHEN: Saturday, July 18, 2015 @ 7 PM
WHAT: It's PAINTBALL and bitches are gonna get shot in the face!
WARNINGS: Copious amounts of obscenities probably and mild(ish) violence?
SUBTHREADS: BEFORE GAME MINGLING | SHOOT-EM UP | AFTER GAME EATS

PAINTBALLING / 👉

The All Star parking garage is not particularly well-named. Although it stands prominently five stories above ground and is difficult to miss over the much squatter roofs surrounding it along the outskirts of Maurtia Falls, the place doesn't appear to have seen formal use for some time. Probably in at least as many years as the garage is old. At the entrance, the booth windows are plastered with various posters of missing persons and pets, advertisements for local businesses and bands, and the odd wad of gum; it's obvious that it has been unmanned by a professional for years, and the gate arm hanging at half its length, probably broken long ago by some rowdy youths, helps to reinforce that appearance. Litter decorates the floor of the booth as well as the driveway and ramps in the form of blowing McDonald's burger wrappers, takeout Starbucks cups, and plastic grocery store bags, and nearly every inch of the rest of the garage itself has been covered with graffiti, besides. From the ground level to the roof various tags have been painted: walls, ceilings, floors, columns, and even numerous overflowing and empty garbage dumpsters have been vandalized. Not very all star when you think about it, right? But there's no better playing field for super-powered imPorts in a game of super-powered paintball! Before the game begins at 7 PM, Josuke and Hisoka will touch base with the players one last time to make sure everyone is familiar with the rules that were mentioned in the broadcast yesterday afternoon. Besides keeping Josuke informed of any players who are seriously hurt during the game so he can fix their injuries, there are of course only two rules that are especially emphasized: Anything goes, including powers, as long as nothing lethal is attempted. Getting shot 3 times means you're out of the game and the winner is the last man standing. After that, if you haven't already done so, it'll be time to double and triple-check your equipment (you don't want to be that player whose gun malfunctions at a critical moment, do you?) and to introduce (or scope out, if you prefer) yourselves to the rest of the players congregating at the entrance. You'll have a few minutes to find teammates or form alliances if you like, and for those of you opting to go the distance alone, you may be able to overhear strategies being discussed that will help you outlast other players! Whoever you are, however you've decided to play, you would still do well to remember: there can only be one winner, so guard your back! And, as those who've chosen to spectate each take up their preferred vantage points offsite, as the final 60 seconds wind down and players are all rush onto the playing field in order to get into position before all hell breaks loose, as the air itself begins to feel alive with a charge that's almost electric, it's—GAME ON!

Comments

[killectric]

[Waiting. Waiting...

Where's he going?!

Fine, if he's going to turn his back on him then Killua's going to shoot him right in his stupid butt. Take that.]

[debauchewy]

[Oh so you want to play? He was almost sure you'd keep to running away!]

[But as fast as Killua shoots, Hisoka dodges , to the side now, the shot going down the hall, missing him. A smirk pulls over his face, leaning back against a wall with his arms crossed and he glances over to him. Brows high, lids low.]

Oh? How many more tries before you quit this time then?

[killectric]

[What was that--

Killua bristles, and instead of answering right away he darts to another vantage point and fires at Hisoka's stupid face.] Stupid! I'm playing to win this time.

[debauchewy]

Are you?

[Smiles, cocking his head to the side. No matter how fast you go, your gun still goes pretty slow, doesn't it? The paint splatters on the wall behind him and he slowly turns his head to look at Killua.]

How can I be sure?

[killectric]

[Hisoka's definitely faster than his gun. He's faster than his gun. The only way he's splattering him is if he gets in close and manages to catch him off-guard--but if he can take out his toughest opponent first, the rest should be a breeze.]

It doesn't matter if you believe me or not. You're going down either way.

[debauchewy]

[Well, the game is about paintball, kiddo, slow gun or not you have to make due and use it anyway.]

[Toughest opponent though? He's flattered!]

Am I? Oh how scary. [A smirk, shrugging a shoulder and-

turning to walk away again.]

[killectric]

[Toughest that he could gauge the power of, at least. It's hard when he hasn't seen what anyone else can do.]

Yeah, you-- [He's walking away again. Killua bristles, literally this time as static electricity causes his hair to spark and stand on end.

Okay, fine! If he won't take him seriously then he'll just have to make him. Killua rushes forward with his empty hand darting for Hisoka, aiming only for a brief tap so he can send a paralyzing shockwave through him. Of course he's much faster this way, and hoping Hisoka's ignoring him enough to let the attack through.]

[debauchewy]

[No Nen certainly does make it harder to gauge a person's power, that's true. And even Hisoka's Power Empathy ability doesn't help him as much as seeing Nen did in the past.]

[Killua darts towards him and he'll shift to the side, at Killua's side, raising an arm up and bending his elbow, aiming to slam it down onto Killua's back from above. He won't put too much strength into it though, mostly just striking to get him to collapse down on the ground.]

[killectric]

[Killua doubted he'd get so lucky, and he was ready in case Hisoka tried something. He kicks his foot off against the ground and sends himself rolling mid-air, narrowly avoiding the elbow as he skids to land on his feet a few feet away, his fingertips grazing the ground to keep him from falling over.

If he can land one hit, he knows he can paralyze Hisoka long enough to get at least one paintball shot in. But he needs to find a way to do that without getting his stupid bungee gum on him.

Killua rushes him again, but darts away at the last minute and just starts bouncing off the walls, columns, ceiling--everything. Fast as lightning and trying to get Hisoka to lose sight of him. He rips off a portion of his shirt as he goes and ties it around his hand.]

[debauchewy]

[Sorry kiddo, that Bungee Gum might not make him stronger but what it can do it does well. Which is, stick and stretch. You get hit with it, or by him, you hit him, the deed is done, you're stuck, it's just about how you deal with it after wards that makes or breaks the situation.]

[His eyes widen, watching him, certainly not as fast as he saw Killua could be later on but getting there. It's sort of nice to see the early stages after all. He's keeping pretty good contact though with his eyes, not that Killua will really tell, Hisoka looks nearly bored by the display. Well, despite that little smile of his.]

[killectric]

[It's times like this he wish his electricity had a better range, but ranged attacks was never Killua's specialty, even if he had excellent aim.

He bounces around for maybe 15 seconds before launching himself at Hisoka, coming in head-on with his left fist pulled back, but when he throw it it's a fake out, cutting short and swinging in with his right instead--the hand he'd wrapped up. Electricity sparks violently at his fingertips, only giving him an extra inch of range, but he's still aiming to hit. It won't be effective enough if he doesn't.]

[debauchewy]

[You could always add 'gain more range', hm? But then you'd have to extend yourself to Emitter capabilities, don't spread yourself too thin now! Still, range, or rather. lightning, does fall under what lightning can do, doesn't it? Killua's a little young to know the full properties of lightning yet, and Hisoka's not about to tell him, he'll figure it out. But as a Transmuter, just by honing yourself with that element, things like applying an Emitter's ability to it might not be as necessary. If your aura is truly lightning, it'll conduct through things like, well, air like lightning would, won't it?]

[But that's for years down the line when Killua starts to learn a bit more. For now? All short range, baby, so get used to it.]

[Killua comes at him and he pulls back, not even bothering to defend that left hand, and just smiling to it when it cuts short, quickly moving away from the right instead. Goes off like a firework and Hisoka's eyes widen. Kind of... reminds him of Ken now. Ken electrocuted him quite a few times, he wonders how that compares to how much Killua was just letting out there...]

[Oh well, already dodged- well not. He'll smile bright and instead of getting hit by that hand, he'll lift his hand to grab onto it while it's still buzzing with energy. Sorry Killua you missed but, from Hisoka's own curiosity do you sort of not. The electricity hits him and his body shifts a little, gluing him in place, paralyzing him yet only for a second. He just wanted to feel it to know... know how close it was to that other boys, what the difference here is. But in doing so, well, he left himself open, Killua, not the win you wanted but will you take it?]

[killectric]

[Killua wasn't above cheap wins. He wasn't like Gon--against a strong opponent, he'd absolutely take what he could get, and it was Hisoka's mistake anyway. When he grabs his hand it halts all the momentum he had, his feet touching back down on the ground as he looks over in confused shock. A dozen scenarios ran through his head, questioning why and urging him to rip his hand free and run back to a safer distance, but this is his chance.

It lasts a fraction of that precious second he has, and then Killua's darting for the paintball gun in his pocket. He'll make Hisoka regret underestimating him, and he unloads every shot he can--either before Hisoka moves and forces him to jump back, or once he lands 3 hits.

He keeps his electrical current running, hoping to buy himself even a second more of time.]