Splat Pack
Run in packs, leave in paint! Your crew gears up at the paintball arena with camo overalls, full face masks, tournament calibre paintball guns and four hundred paintballs each, then a private chauffeur brings everyone back to the city together. Dinner is the ceasefire at our waterfront bar, with bubbly on arrival and a main each, and the hen scores a bonus cocktail for bravery. The night ends in a velvet VIP booth with a surprise bottle of bubbly for her.
$329.00 per person, with a minimum of 8 attendees. Expecting less? Tell us how manyLove this package, but expecting less attendees than the required minimum? Don’t stress! We can cater for groups of many sizes, and can’t wait to help you achieve your hens party goals! Simply let us know the expected group size when you submit your enquiry, and we can help you find one of our My Ultimate Hens packages to suit your group size. It's that easy!.
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Run In Packs. Leave In Paint.
Quick show of hands: how many of your girls would sell out the bride for one clean shot? Exactly. Splat Pack is the paintball hens for a big, loud crew who have been waiting for a proper excuse to ambush the bride-to-be, and it does not stop at the arena. After the battle comes a waterfront dinner with bubbly, and after that a velvet booth in the laneways with a surprise for the hen. The bigger the pack, the louder the war cry!
The pack assembles at the urban arena and, one camo overall at a time, turns into a small army. Fog free full face masks come down. Tournament calibre paintball guns are handed round. Four hundred paintballs each are loaded, and suddenly your sweetest friends are forming alliances and breaking them just as fast. The bride will try to negotiate a truce. It will not be honoured. What follows is a riot of sprints and dramatic slow motion falls, with paint flying in every direction and the bruises collecting like souvenirs. Line everyone up at the end, masks off and splattered, for the group shot. That one is going in a frame.
Then the pack rolls out. A private chauffeur is waiting to take the group back to the city, and with a modern fleet on the job, even a big crew travels together. It is the first real chance to count the splats and crown the sneakiest shot of the day.
Dinner is the ceasefire. Our Southbank cocktail bar sits right on the waterfront with views over Melbourne, and your reserved seating means the whole pack sits down together. A round of bubbly lands as you arrive, and the hen gets a bonus cocktail for bravery under fire. Everyone orders a main from our Chef's Selection menu, and there is something about sitting down together after a battle that makes every story twice as funny. The flower wall is right there for photo number two hundred. Clink clink!
But this pack is not going home yet. The night moves into the laneways, where our glam cocktail lounge glows with custom neon and glittering pendants over plush velvet booths. VIP entry is sorted with the cover charge waived, and your VIP booth is reserved for two hours. Then the surprise: a bottle of bubbly for your hen, popped in the booth while the rest of you cheer like she has just won the war. Which, frankly, she has.
Now the pack dances the night away. Look around the booth at some point: every girl in it said yes because you asked, and the bride is loving every second of it. Leader of the pack? That is you.
The weekends before a wedding are always numbered, so the sooner we check your date, the more of them you have to pick from. Call or chat with us on 1300 339 734, or send us a message through Our Contact Form and we'll check your date. Rally the pack.