2025-03-31 - We're Livin' In A Paintball Paradise

At Purple:
Leon being without magic—and no pointy ears and small sharp canines!—is throwing her off, but the Changeling is making the most of it. She's standing with her team, grinning that sharp smile at the other two. "Never done paintball before," she informs both Austin and Roman. "Used to Laser Tag." She checks the cartridge of paint in her pew-pew machine.

At Green:
Herb arrives with his roomie, Austin, looking like Tintin on walkabout with the polo shirt, and the spring jacket and the jeans, and the hair swoop. "When I said I might dye my hair this is not what I meant but ya work with what ya got I guess. Gents, Harlan, hulloooooooo."

Looking back to Leon he says "I didn't either. I used to play freeze tag. Really helped later with a modeling gig. Was noooot a good runner. DO we say break a leg? Maybe don't break legs though."

At Green:
Danny without a dog looks strange, like an amputee that's lost his prosthesis. But there he is, all by his human lonesome, dressed in faded black BDU pants and an old gray t-shirt. Not looking much different than he does on the Islands; whatever changes the magic has wrought on him are subtle enough that their absence on the mainland isn't very plain.

There's an air of anticipation to him, blue eyes gleaming bright, though he's standing lazily hipshot once he's geared up. "Used to play quite a bit," he drawls. "Though it wasn't usually a formal course like this. Mostly just runnin' around in the woods with other fools." A breath and he adds, with a hint of sly humor, "Though I did go pro with the lead version for a few years."

At Green:
Phineas wanders in. He figured playing paintball would be fun since they are not allowed in the park right now. An up nod is given to Herb and Danny as he steps in their general direction. "What up?" He greets them with a smile. "Who's ass are we kicking?" They are looking to see who their opponents are.

The only difference with Phineas is that he seems to have color on his face, and he looks more ghostly at the park. Another nod for Harlan, having missed her the first go-round of hellos.

He's dressed all in black. He wears short sleeves and cargo pants as he waits to hear about the rules and get things started.

At Purple:
It's been a hot minute since Roman has been to the mainland, was being a normal, non-magical person always so itchy? Not that it is literally that way, it's just weird being his true appearance. It really isn't much different, just much taller and leaner. No access to the magic here, and certainly none of the weird features that go with it. "I haven't played in years, and even when I did I was mediocre at best." he grins widely. "Just your luck you got me on your team!" He would make a pretty good shield though. He is dressed in clothes that he doesn't mind getting messy, a long sleeve tech shirt advertising some surf shop, tech pants and trainers. His dark, wavy hair is pulled up into a bun so it won't hamper his vision.

At Purple:
Aaron used to play laser tag. It was the best thing when you went to the big recreation places. He spent hours in there, even if he lost, it was just fun and addictive to a point. Good thing he knew someone who worked there, cause it could be downright expensive too, so hearing there was going to be paintball, he could not resist and signed up for it. Dressed in old sneakers, old ripped jeans, and a Dragon Ballz t-shirt with his hair pulled back, he waves to everyone heading for the team he was told he would be on. "Hey."

At Audience:
Orion is here to show his support! The field is prepared for battle and the teams are getting ready. The young man is in the stands, holding a white posterboard with handpainted lettering that reads, "GO TEAMS!" Yes both. Orion believes in equal opportunity encouraging.

"Wooo! Let's go! You're all great!" His curls hang free with a Spellbound shirt worn in spirit of the competition along with loose fitting patchwork patterned cotton pants. Canvas slip on shoes bounce as he excitedly watches the teams prepare. This is going to be fun!

At Purple:
Austin arrives with Herb, looking like... well, Prince Charmant on casual day, which is essentially accurate. Same physique and colouring, much less sparkly and more modern clothes. Long-sleeved black t-shirt with a wearing-off grey image of a raccoon using a trashcan as a rocket, black gym pants, sneakers. "Wait is the paint permanent? I think they're gonna get mad if my hair's blue or someth-- oh no wait I can fix that! Okay that's fine then." A nod, the blond curls bouncing, and he looks just briefly stricken as the workers put him and his roommate on opposing teams, then shrugs very faintly. Teams are teams. "All right! Yeah definitely don't break legs," he agrees, "Let's all just get out there and do our best!"

Austin's smile is in no way sharp, but it's brilliant and aimed at his teammates as he groups up with them. "I've never done either but they sounded fun!" he replies, "How's it going, team? Any of you know any secrets for this? Maybe we can work out some kinda team strategy? Gotta be better if we work together, right?" He looks at Aaron and Roman, brightening a touch further (somehow) when Roman mentions having done it before, if long ago. "Awesome! Tips? How would you guys do it before?"

At Green:
Harlan wears a thick black hoodie and a pair of jeans dug out of the back of some vintage store somewhere. Cowboy boots on her feet, she gears up with a face mask, and checks to be sure her paintball gun is secure and fully loaded. "Glitter paint is a sweet hell," she says, a little smile curving her lips. "Team." She greets Green with that single word, looking them over. "Headshots are poor sportsmanship," Harlan says to Herb. "Scream if someone pops you in the melon."

She nods to Phineas and Danny and then eyes the Purple team. Harlan lifts a hand to the cheering audience when Orion goes all cheering section.

At Purple:
Leon grins over at Roman and Austin, lifting her hand in greeting. When her eyes alight on Austin, the not-so Evil Faerie Queen bows to the Prince. "Your Highness." Then she looks over at Roman. "I'm just going to follow your lead." She sticks out her tongue playfully before she looks back over at the terrain, and... then the whistle blows. Leon takes off at a bolt, ducking behind cover as quick as she can.

At Green:
Phineas looks to see what his team members are doing. It has been a while since he played paintball, or maybe that was laser tag. "Uhhh...." He laughs and sets his eyes on the Hawaiian. "Look if I hit you...." He was going to apologize to Roman but then changed his mind: "It is good fun!" He is already doing the smack talk.

At Purple:
"We were out in the woods, so the strategy was a lot different than it will be here. Fair warning, being hit with a paint ball stings!" And with that Roman hurries over to the purple end of the field, examining the various obstacles that are used for cover.

When the whistle blows he rushes to the nearest bit of cover and ducks behind it, searching the area for someone on the green team to fire at.

At Purple:
Aaron looks to his team, "Stay behind cover, only take shots when you think you can." he grins, watching his team, "Watch around you don't let them sneak up on you, watch each others backs if you can." when the whistle blows he is off to the nearest wall to last his slim but up against to peeak out to get a look of the field and take aim on someone.

At Purple:
"Your also-Highness!" Austin replies to Leon with a grin and a tiny inclination of the head. Evil Faerie Queens are still queens, after all. He's quick down to their end of the field, and her decision to follow Roman's lead has him nodding and shifting his split attention from both of them to mostly the latter, who has apparently been designated In Charge -- then to Aaron, when specific advice is given. "Thanks!" he replies sincerely, and when the whistle blows, he darts off to, indeed, some cover that looks both solid and big enough to shield him. There's a lot of him to shield, but he does move fast.

At Green:
"Danny Kimball, glad to meet y'all. Again," he offers, with a little tilt of his chin, before settling his mask firmly into place.

Then the moment the whistle sounds, he's bolting for one of the nearer pieces of cover, off to his left. A brief peek around the edge to see where the enemy's landed, then he's taking stock of his own team. He takes a deep breath before leaning out enough to snap off a shot at Aaron.

At Green:
Looking to Harlan Herb nods "Oh I promise you will hear from me. I have not perished loudly in a minute but I promise you will hear it as were I in that damn elevator again." he calls out over the barriers a muffled note to the other team, "If I hit you in the boob or something purple team I'm sorry I'm not good at this. It is NOT deliberate I'm sorry in advance!"

Looking to his team he says "So use cover, cry loudly if someone hits me in the head. I think we are capable of all these things. This is exciting. I love learning new things."

At Audience:
While Orion is here to show support, he also knows the importance of not distracting the competitors. So when the whistle blows he quickly sits down and watches.

His sign is held in his hands as his foot bounces with excitement as he watches. "This is so much fun," he says from the safety of his seat with no threat of being hit by a flying paintball.

At Green:
After a couple words exchanged with the employees of the paintball field, Harlan tucks her face shield down. When the whistle blows, she shifts over to one of the low panel walls, keeping low as she runs to go tuck herself into a position half behind one. She peers over briefly, then glances back to check the spread of her own team. She offers no advice, but when she drops the gun to a firing position, it's pretty clear she's held one of these before.

She winces when someone mentions boob shots. "Who doesn't love learning new things..." Her agreement comes with some lining up of a shot, tracking one of the other team as they move across the field, waiting on a shot. She swaps targets a couple times, waiting on an opportunity before she moves.

At Purple:
HIT! Green paint splatters across Leon's already-paint-splattered shirt. She makes a dramatic sound, because she's a performer and it's hard not to stagger with flare when hit by sparkly green paint. "I have been struck!" She turns her pew-pew machine on Herb, narrowing in on him as she flashes a bright smile. "I see you now," she says in her best Darth Vader voice... even if the quote isn't quite perfect.

At Green:
Phineas watches as the green of his paint shoots in the direction of Roman. And misses. Behind his mask he's laughing and not taking this to serious even when there is a splat of purple left on his left arm. "Try better!" He teases whoever shot him. He knows faces but not everyone's name. The park is big! It isn't expected that everyone knows everyone right? He reloads his gun once again. Trying to decide if he's staying with his target or moving on.

At Green:
Harlan sprays Austin's cover with glittery bright green. It's pretty and stands out against the panel, sparkling a little in the light. "Spry for somebody so tall," she calls out to Austin, then ducks behind a rectangular structure. She peers around the corner and raises her paintball gun again and crouches low.

At Purple:
"I don't have those, but right back at ya!" Roman calls out from behind where he has hidden himself. He isn't exactly sure who it was that mentioned boobs, only that it was no one on his team. Though to be fair the only one one his team he has conversed with before today is Aaron. Once he has fired at Herb, he ducks into cover again, narrowly avoiding being hit himself. "Hey! I represent that remark!" he says of Harlan's tall comment, since he is the only one that can match Austin in height.

At Purple:
When Aaron peeks out, he takes note of Danny aiming for him, and so he aims for Danny taking a quick shot and then ducking back behind the cover, hoping that he did not get hit in the process. He looks over himself quickly to make sure there is no green paint on him. But then he spots Lenon getting hit, and he winces a little. It's still early, they got this and so he looks back out again to take a peek and snap a shot at Danny again.

At Green:
A shot that misses. Not that Danny lingers to let his opponent get a shot in return. He clicks his tongue in disappointment at himself, shakes his head, and tries again.

Still targetting Aaron, as he pops out like a prairie dog. Immediately following it by a hasty survey of the rest of the field. No letting someone sneak up on him. Enjoying himself, by the little ghost of a grin that keeps appearing.

At Purple:
Austin looks for a target, and it's Danny he catches a glimpse of. He pulls a shot off just as he notices the movement that's Harlan aiming at him, and dives down behind the cover with a small squeak. Her comment gets a laugh, and he calls back, "I gotta be!" before peeking out to look where his shot went. Which is... honestly nowhere near his target. There isn't even a purple splotch on the cover the guy slipped behind. Anyone watching at the time would've seen the paintball fly decidedly wide of the mark; there is in fact a purple blotch at the very bottom corner and some of the ground in front of an entirely different piece of cover.

He stays behind his cover for a few moments, head cocked as he tries to sort out what he can hear going on, before he takes a quick peek to see if any Greens are in his field of view... and where.

At Green:
Herb closes his eyes to shoot as if there's going to be paint spray at long range. There's a wince and a pok! as he shoots Leon and accidentally hits her on purpose. "Oh my god I did it! I'm sorry!!" He looks for his team and tells Danny, "I did a thing. I can get shot now." And then there's a zip across his chest that gets a little bit of a hiss. "Well that's not good." Back behind cover he goes. "Thanks Roman!" And with that he hops behind a makeshift stack of tires.

At Audience:
As the hits start sounding, Orion winces and lifts his sign to shield himself against the hits he is in no danger of getting. The paint! It's violent!

"I have water, ice packs and ointment!" For after. The call is given to anyone who might want, but other than that he raises his sign again and waves it. "Go teams!" The call mirrors the words on the sign. Let the paintball chaos continue!

At Green:
From behind cover, Harlan laughs when Roman responds to her tall comment to Austin. "Represent it keeping all your bits in cover or else," she calls, smile still evident in her voice. She swings around to try to find a new target, then fires off another shot in Aaron's direction, and it seems at least one other person on the team has the same idea by the number of green splatters erupting across cover.

At Green:
At the end of the night, Phineas will be full-on purple. He must not be doing too well in this cover business. His green shots did not get the memo. First, it hits Roman's cover, and then the second shot he nearly misses. Meanwhile, he is now sporting purple on both of his arms. "I am so going to need a shower after this!" His arms can handle the paintball marks, but he should worry about the other parts of his body. He staggers a little when he gets hit in the chest and then again in the abdomen. "Okay! I'm going to shut up now!" Quiet as a mouse, he figures out his next plan of action before he sets his eyes on who his next victim will be.

At Purple:
Leon is about to splatter Herb in purple before her eyes lock onto Phineas again and she takes the opportunity to land a hit she intended the first time around before diving for another series of cover. She gives Phineas a quick salute and grin before she goes back to hunting Herb. Here Herby, Herby!

"Um. How're we doing?" This is called to Austin, Aaron, and Roman as she peeks out behind cover.

At Purple:
Oh, it's on no.w he has more than one person targeting him, he seems to get grazed the first time around in the ches.t ok, nothing to worry about, not a direct hit, but its when the second attack comes in and he gets his directly in the chest. He gives a soft oof and ducks down low to the ground now. "It's getting dangerous, I got more than one aiming in on me!" he looks around to perhaps take up a different spot to hide, and so he moves quickly, ducking behind another wall that's close to him. "Perhaps we should focus fire?"

At Green:

Danny can't help but laugh at Herb's reaction. "That's not eaxctly how it works," he notes, cheerfully. "Not an even exchange. Matter of fact, I mean to do my best to keep hitting my opponent there without letting him hit me."

Which he manages a decent job of. First a streak of green glitter, then a fairly solid hit. "There, like that," he says, grinning. "See?"

At Purple:
"Welcome!" Roman says as he laughs at how eager certain people on the green team are to get hit. He crouches down behind the wall he has chosen to hide behind, peeking out now and again to survey the field and try to determine where the various people on green team are. "You are going to have to do better than that!" he calls out to whoever it was that hit the wall instead of him.

Since it seems green team knows where he is, Roman decides it is time to change it up. He dashes from behind the wall he was hiding behind to run in a hunched over fashion to one of the obstacles he figures one of his other team mates are hiding behind, though it could just as well be no one there. If he gets a change he will shoot at any of the Greens that break cover.

At Purple:
This time, Austin does at least successfully shoot in the direction he intended to! The purple sparkles splatter across the cover Danny's behind, not Danny, but progress is progress, right?

"Doing okay!" he assures Leon, and at Aaron's suggestion, "Okay! Where?" It's worth a try, right? He looks to his team behind their respective bits of cover and makes a couple gestures that probably indicate where he thinks Greens may be currently lurking. Whether this gets through is a question. Whether he'll understand correctly if a target's indicated the same way is another.

At Green:
Herb pew pews at the other team then realizing the world has made other targets out there- some harder to recognize less festooned by fantastical augmentation. "It should be Danny. It'd be a lot more fair like human chess but more colourful." He says as a stripe of purple adorns his vest.

Looking to Phineas as he crouches like a scaredy scarecrow, "You didn't book a spa day after this? Hotel's got one. We can talk after this." Looking to Harlan he sneaks over where she is. "On three?" There's a grin to her. Is this solidatory or trying to use her as partial cover?

At Audience:
"You're doing great!" Orion calls out. It was an encouragement to all of them, but as yet another round of paint finds it's mark he covers his head with the sign and ducks. "This is getting intense. Who knew paint could create AND destroy?"

He shakes his head. Looking to his bag that is at his feet he looks then to the competitors to see who might be in most need of water or encouragement after all this.

At Purple:
Leon's eyes widen when two sparkling green paint splotches decorate her cover, and she ducks quickly behind the obstruction. "Your Highness," she calls, half-laughing. "I agree with Aaron! Time to focus fire! I'm going to go for Roman's target!" Because that's the safest bet. She pops up out of cover, and aims at Harlan.

At Green:
There's a paintball that whizzes by so close she feels it, though most of the spatter hits elsewhere, a bit of spatter splashes Harlan's sleeve. "Almost!" She calls to Roman, though she doesn't know that was his shot, at least not until Leon calls it out and she sees Leon's weapon swing her way. In ever roving targets, she chooses a new one, and as Roman hasn't been in Harlan's sights yet, it's him she lines up her next shot on, before doing the rounds again, even if firing on Leon again is mighty tempting!

At Green:
Since Phineas has hit Roman a couple of times, he moves on to Leon and stays with her even though he misses. He looks at Herb. "I am going to need a spa day, yes." Laughing as he says this and then sets his sights and lets his green paintball go.

At Purple:
"Doing great!" Roman answers after he gets a shot off at Harlan and dives under cover as paintballs fly past him to either hit other targets, or impact against the obstacles the targets are hiding behind. "I figured I would be covered in paint splotches by now." He isn't sure how he has gotten of easy so far, but he knows that probably won't last.

"On it!" Roman says to acknowledge the suggestion of Leon.

At Purple:
Aaron Looks to Austin as he is ducted behind his cover and points in Danny's direction, then looks to Lenon and back to Austin and Danny. "Alright lets try get our target then help them." he still has himself pressed up against the wall till he has to peek out and snap the shot and duck back under cover. "It's getting intense," he breathes deeply but there is a smirk that is spread across his face.

At Green:
"Nah, man, even chess doesn't require an exchange of pieces all the time," Danny's tone is lazy. "Tryin'a think of something that is. Maybe square dancing."

Cocky or just not fast enough this time, he ends up with a couple of violet streaks on him as he scuttles forward to the next piece of cover in line with the one he was behind. "All we need is gold glitter, and it'd be proper Mardi Gras colors, wouldn't it?" Maybe cutting the distance will help, but he's still clearly after Aaron.

At Purple:
Austin hesitates to see how his shot's gone that time, and makes a happy "Aah!" sound as he drops back down, pointing in the general direction of Danny's cover from behind his own. "I got him! Kinda! A little!" Progress continues.

He nods to Leon and Roman, "Got it!" and a little quieter to Aaron, who's a touch closer, "Roman's first, ours next?" A check of his gun, as if he'd know if something not absolutely obvious were wrong with it, and he shifts position behind his cover to get closer to the edge nearest where he last saw Harlan pop up.

At Purple:
Leon is peeking her head up at just the wrong time because when Phineas pulls the trigger on his pew-pew machine, she gets popped right in the head, splattering green across her dark brown hair. She falls over in a dramatic oof, crawling along her belly just as a few more hits graze her arm. She rolls theatrically onto her belly and aims, this time to return the favor, or at least keep her aim on Harlan.

At Purple:
Aaron nods in agreement with Austin as he peeks out and lets a shot out at Harlan and it wizzes past her, then the next shot just barely grazes her. "How are we doing, team?" he calls to the others as he seems to be pinned down again, his eyes looking around and then trying to get a clear shot on Harlan again without getting hit by Danny. it's getting crazy on the field now.

At Green:
Herb takes a few more shots and looks to Phineas, "I got all the info in my phone. After this I'll hook you up. You'll be a new, slightly pelted, new you." Aggressively Herb turns and goes full on Rambo tak-tak-tak-takka-tak-tak hitting an impressive amount of absolutely nothing. He ducks behind cover, then peaks, "Awwww it's like Mardi Gras a little early. We need some nice gold tones and we're all set aren't we?" Everyone hitting the terrain more than the targets.

At Green:
Oh! Phineas got a shot! He figured he would miss, as that seemed to be his routine, and behind his mask was a whoops look. He decides to stay on Leon since there seems to be more traction there than when he was on Roman. He tells the team, "I think Purple is tagging one at a time." He looks at Harlan to see how she's faring. "Do we want to do the same or keep doing what we are doing?" Listening to Herb, a muffled laugh behind the mask. "Sounds good to me. I appreciate it!"

At Purple:
Green blooms across Roman's arm as one of the sparkly green paint balls hits his arm and sprays paint all over. "Au-we!" he exclaims at the sting of the hit. "Finally! Great shot, whoever that was." He doesn't know for sure of course, just like he isn't sure if his own shot hit his target, he fires and ducks without even checking. Maybe if he had better follow through maybe he would be better at this.

"Noooooo!" Roman yell dramatically as he sees Leon take a paintball to the head. It's all performative of course. He pops up from behind his low wall and draws a bead on Harlan's location and fires. "I'm still standing!" But for how long?

At Audience:
There is another wince as Orion watches the carnage. "That's gotta' sting." Leaning down he gets a marker out of his bag, using the back of his sign to look out and see who has marks and how many before making a list for both teams. Trying to keep track of it even though everyone wins when you have fun!

"This is close." Without giving away people's locations, he keeps an eye on the players and teams as they make their moves.

At Green:
Harlan ducks briefly down behind cover when at least a a bevvy of paintballs spatter her clothing but don't quite make solid contact but one, and even that doesn't hurt too bad—still in the game! She glances across the way and takes a few strides to a new bit of cover, this one a small half-wall. "Popular. I'm gonna be pop-u-lar~"

At Green:
"Mmhm," Danny agrees with Phineas. "Focus fire sounds like a good idea. "How about we all aim at the guy who just popped his head up, with the long dark hair?" For all his lackadaisical tone, there's a coiled tension in him now.

Still sticking to that piece of cover, but tensely waiting for a chance to land a shot on Roman.

At Purple:
Austin kinda hits! It gets another 'aah!' of yay and he drops down to look at his team in a very 'go us!' sort of way, which is when he sees Leon's hit and going dramatically down. "Nooooooooo!" he choruses with Roman, "We have to avenge her!" Which, strictly speaking, would require shooting whoever shot her, but since he's not sure who that is, he sticks with The Plan So Far. Also, she's not actually 'dead' yet, so that helps.

At Purple:
This is what happens when a bunch of Spellbounders end up on a paintball course—lots of sparkly paint. Leon has managed to crawl her way back behind cover, laughing joyfully the entire way. She presses her back into the rubbish she's ducked behind, and cranes her neck over the top to see what might be happening. She takes a couple deep breaths, laughing as she calls to her team, "Anyone not hit yet?"

Then she peeks above her little hidey place and opens fire on Harlan again. Poor Harlan.

At Purple:
"I've been hit once," calls Arron over to Leon. He looks to Ronan to see how he is doing in his hiding spot. he nods, impressed by him not getting hit. He looks out from the side, just a pair of eyes looking out, then back in. "Still focus firing?" he asks, ready to aim for Harlan and let a shot off in her direction.

At Purple:
Roman knows that he has made himself a target to the other team, that was part of his plan. It's not a good plan, but it did keep the rest of his team from getting shot at so as far as he is concerned it worked.

As the green sparkle paint balls burst as they hit, Roman jerks with each impact, really playing up getting shot "Avenge me brothers, and Leon!" he calls out as he collapses behind his half-wall, laying still for only a few moments, before elbow dragging to one end of it so he can get his paint gun into position to take careful aim so when his target comes out he can hopefully get a solid hit.

At Green:
Herb calls to Aaron, "I've been trying to help you with that. If you could walk out into the open it'd help a lot. Super new at this. It's called good teamwork. You'd be helping our team a lot." Herb can do negotiations all day; if Aaron holds out there may be a 8-punchh froyo card in it for him too. That's good value.

When the paintballs go whizzing past Harlan's head he says "Remember step 2 is scream like Joan Collins, and then step three is we make a fuss and get them. The plan is still a go!"

At Green:
Phineas listened to Danny when he said they all should attack Roman. He can be a good soldier. Look at that 'wound' on Roman's left leg. That counts, right? We won't talk about his narrow miss. "I'm gonna stay with Roman." Telling his group in general as he gets ready for his next shot and tries to figure out where Roman went as he stays in his cover.

At Green:
Though she's clearly being targeted by so many of the other team (the thudding of paintballs is good clue there), Harlan keeps moving, ducking in and out of cover as she fires. "Try, try again!"

"I have no idea how Joan Collins sounds when she screams," Harlan calls back to Herb, though she doesn't look.

At Purple:
"Not yet!" Austin replies to Leon, and winces a little as all the fire seems to be going Roman's way this time. "Nooooo!" he cries again as Roman goes dramatically down, "We won't let you be shot in vain!" Quieter, "Why do they say that, anyway? What's ego got to do with it?" Something to check on later.

For now, he's sticking with the last coaching he got: focus fire and get some, uh, avengence. His last one hit the cover, solidly, which is backsliding a little. This time, he tries to focus harder before whipping off the shot.

At Green:

Danny's laughing to himself. Still playing it cautious. It's only a game, but there's still a part of him that just does not want to abandon cover until he's absolutely required to.

"Like that," he agrees with Phineas. "Let's get 'im." If only words were all he needed to accomplish that. "I swear," he mutters. "More range time, even when I'm back on the island." IT has the air of a private vow.

At Green:
"No shit," Harlan says, though whom she's saying it to is unclear. She's now speckled here and there with paint, but has yet to earn herself a truly solid splotch of purple. She's lightly glittered, but there's a bit here and there pretty much all over. "Some of you are aimin' a little high," she says.

At Green:
"Yes! It is a good idea," Phineas says in Danny's direction as he aims for Roman and misses. He is laughing again. "Well, I did try. Wait, he fell down. I think. Who did that?" The question is asked to his group in general as he looks to see who is left on team Purple.

At Audience:
Orion is busy taking count of who has what hits and then suddenly someone is out. "Oh! No!" Orion winces both from watching the hit and realizing someone is out.

"Good game! You did awesome!" The encouragement is offered as he stands and applauds.

At Purple:
Leon peeks her head out with a grin toward Harlan, and then that grin turns sheepish. She waves her hand apologetically to Harlan. Then she starts to roll to her feet, ducking around to more cover all the while tracking her next target. "Roman's down," she reports, in case her fellow Purple People Eaters didn't see!

At Purple:
Aaron gets a hit on Harlan and makes a yeah! Woot, after ducking behind the wall "Sorry I can't do that, I know you were my savior..Saving me from the elevator and keeping me safe in the planter." he responds to Herb, "I think I will stay where I am." it was something else to see the purple glitter paint splatter all over her. "Good work, guys! Let's keep it up," he has not realized yet that Roman has been taken out. "How are you over there, Roman?" Did he get an answer? "Roman?" he looks over to where he thought his teammate was hiding, "Oh noo!" he says all dramatically! "Man down! Man down!"

At Purple:
And once more Roman acts as the target, for team Green to let his teammates get off their shots with less risk of getting targeted themselves. He does this by sticking himself out further than he really needs to, to get his own shot off. Thank goodness he is wearing the required safety gear or those paint balls to the head would hurt more than they do. He gets to his knees so he can dramatically fall backwards, green paint splattered against his helmet "Tell my parents not to mourn me to long." he says reaching a hand up to the sky before letting it fall limp.

He doesn't stay down long, but jumps to his feet with a laugh "Great game! It was a blast!" he then quits the field to go join Orion in the stands.

At Green:
Herb says to Phineas "I think that was Roman- super tall, great hair." All names get three key traits attached. "Harlan, think like Hollywood hysterical and then lean into it." Her is running up field then stops in the middle of it to answer Aaron, "Well I'm not not. it's not like I hit you at all. I'm just knocking to see if you're home!"

He is really in a bad spot but that needs to be cleared up. A couple balls of paint whizzing around seems to remind him to move!

At Purple:
"Oh no, Roman!" The avengence has failed and now is double-required. "We'll never forget you!"Austin bites his bottom lip, trying to look around. "Wish I could just throw the paintballs," he mutters, but this is a game and games have rules and this one's involve using the guns they're given. He takes a good breath, nods to his teammates, and tries to think about throwing things, only from the gun. Can't hurt, surely. Unless he accidentally throws the gun.

At Green:

That last solid hit is enough....and truth be told, Danny looks more than a little surprised, as if he'd done it by sheer reflex. "Okay, you heard me," he says, though it's aimed less at his fellow Green team members than at whatever unnamed deity he was apparently trying to propitiate a moment ago.

"Uh, I think I did," he says to Phineas.

At Green:
Harlan finally gets splatted with a paintball right to the chest, and so she drops dramatically, her weapon across her chest, arms flung out wide after, once she's sure the rented equipment's safe. She looks up at the sky and takes a little break, crinkling a fruit rollup in a wrapper out of her pocket to eat. "Avenge me!" Crinkle, crinkle.

At Green:
"Gotcha," Phineas says in Herb's direction when he supplies the name. A muffled laugh when Danny claims that hit on Roman. "Okay, I think we still got a few more to go, team!" Hearing Harlan, he says, "We will!" Then he realizes he should not speak for everyone else and says, "I will!" Hopefully, he doesn't know what the outcome will be.

At Purple:
Aaron keeps his head out long enough to see the paint ball hit Harlan in the chest and then fall down. "She is down." he calls over to his remaining team and hmms, "Split or focus still?" he looks to his remaining purple eaters, feads of sweat are starting to form this can get stressful!

At Purple:
"Focus, I think? Unless we see a really good opportunity?" Austin replies, and then there's his roommate zipping from spot to spot, and... well, even if it weren't option A based on where Aaron's aiming, it's definitely option B. He looks a touch conflicted, but teams are teams and it's all in good fun, right? Yes. Right. He pops up to let another paintball off, quick as he can.

At Purple:
Leon knows she's going down when she pops up to take out Herb and gets three paintball pellets fired at her. Her eyes widen a moment just before, splat, splat, two shots hit her right in the chest and head with perfect accuracy. She falls over, flailing out across the ground before she lifts her fist straight in the air. "This Queen is down." Then she drops her hand to her chest so she can start to wiggle out of sight.

Green Team better be buying drinks after this.

At Audience:
As the competitors are taken out, Orion stands up and grabs a couple water bottles out of his bag. Walking over to them he offers them as well as motioning to the bag he's holding. "I have some cloths too if you want to clean up any. Good game out there. It was a good effort!"

At Green:

The spectacle of a fallen Harlan pausing for a fruit roll up makes Danny snort with laughter. "Still even, gents," he tells the remaining two members of Team Green. "Keep plugging, yeah?"

He looks a little bemused when Team Green is named the winner, looking down at a shirt with its streaks of purple glitter. "The dogs won't have any idea what happened," he notes, grinning.

Then he's ambling over to slap his team-mates on the back before shaking hands with the remaining Purples, then the noble fallen. "Thanks, man," he says to Orion as he takes one to wipe at his arms. "I think the shirt's a loss." Not that he sounds at all bothered by it.

At Green:
In the end, when it seems that his team has won, Phineas pulls his mask off to a cheer. But then he goes to the Purple team members to shake hands or offer high fives. "Good match, you guys!" Looking at Roman and Leon, he says, "I thought I was a goner there a couple of times. We need to go drinking now!" When Orion offers the things that he does Phineas says, "I appreciate you, man!" Taking a water bottle. He will definitely need that spa day eventually.

At Purple:
Aaron looks at leon then to Austin, "Good job." he stands up moving to peel off the head gear and mask, he is sweating looking to Orion, "I could use a bottle of water." he takes a deep breath once the bottle i handed to him its cracked open and he takes a deep drink from it. When those of the green team come over, he shakes hands and what not. "Good game, it got tense there for a moment," he laughs, smiling.

At Purple:
Finally Austin gets a pretty solid hit... and it's on his roommate. "Sorry!" he calls over, which delays him dropping back down behind his cover to finally get hit himself, right on the arm. "Aaaaaah!" he wails hammily as he drops down, "Not my arm! Nooo! I need that!"

He's not, apparently, so sorry that he stops targetting Herb, and the next one grazes, but it's not enough. The other team's declared the winners, and he laughs, standing and raising his hands (with gun) in surrender. "Good game!" he calls to all and sundry, and to his own team, "We did awesome! Next time we'll take 'em." Roman gets a back-slap, and then he heads over to shake hands with the Greens, grinning. "...and sorry about shooting you," he apologises to Herb again, looking a bit sheepish.

At Green:
Herb is pelted but always glancing. Had he more mass that hit would have been super impactful. Herb calls back to Austin, "Sorry didn't mean to be in your way. I'll move. Didn't mean to put you in a spot there buddy." Moving moving moving! Looking back to Danny and Phineas he asks, "We we alive? We lost Harlan. HARLAN WE MISS YOU." There she probably heard that. Orion gets awave next to Leon there. Hi friends!