Established 2011

Locked And Loaded

  • Paintball
  • Private Chauffeur
  • 1 Course Meal
  • Round of Bubbly on Arrival
  • Bonus Cocktail For The Hen
  • Luxe VIP Booth
  • Bottle Of Bubbly In Booth
  • VIP Entry
  • Dance The Night Away

Suit up, ladies, the target is getting married! It starts at the paintball arena, suited up in camo with four hundred paintballs each and one very obvious target. Your private chauffeur whisks you back to the city for bubbly and a main each at our waterfront bar, while the hen gets a bonus cocktail. Then the night heads into the laneways, where a velvet VIP booth and a surprise bottle of bubbly for her wait to turn every bruise into a bragging right.

$379.00 per person, with a minimum of 6 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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Masks Down. Aim For The Bride.

This is your mission briefing, ladies. Locked And Loaded is for the bride who has never once said no to a dare, and for the girls who have been quietly waiting years to get her back for something. Six of you, bride included, zipped into camo with four hundred paintballs each and one very obvious target. The day starts on pure adrenaline and cools down over a waterfront dinner before it ends in a velvet VIP booth, and by the time the music kicks in, every bruise has a story attached. Badges of honour, babe. Wear them proudly!

First stop, the urban arena, where the transformation happens fast. Full body urban camo overalls go on and fog free full face masks come down. Then a tournament calibre paintball gun lands in every pair of hands. Someone strikes an action hero pose for the camera. Someone else ducks behind the nearest cover and declares herself a pacifist. Then the game is on, and it is chaos in the most glorious way: shrieks, sprints, the smack of paint on overalls and the bride laughing so hard she forgets to duck. Four hundred paintballs each means nobody runs dry halfway through a grudge, so the sweetest girl in the group finally gets her moment and the bride gets exactly the ambush she has coming. This is the camera roll shot of the whole hens: masks pushed up and grinning like you have just won the war, splattered head to toe.

When the last shot lands, nobody has to wonder how to get back. Your private chauffeur is waiting, and the crew is whisked back to the city in a sleek modern ride, point A to point B, while the replays start on the way. Who got the bride first? Who took out her own ally by accident? These questions will be debated until the wedding. Swap the camo for something cute, because the next chapter comes with a view.

Our waterfront bar on Southbank is where the mood flips from combat to cute, with views over Melbourne and a gorgeous flower wall that practically begs for a group photo. Your reserved table is ready and a round of bubbly arrives as you sit down, so the first toast goes to the bride who survived. Then a surprise cocktail heads straight to her, because the hen always gets hazard pay. Everyone chooses a main from our Chef's Selection menu, and after all that dodging it tastes like a victory feast.

Once the war stories start repeating themselves, the night slips into the laneways. Behind the door of our glam cocktail lounge it is all plush velvet booths and custom neon under glittering pendants. VIP entry walks you in with the cover charge waived, and your VIP booth is reserved for two whole hours. Then the surprise lands: a bottle of bubbly for your hen, and the first glass is hers. By now the bruises are bragging rights, and she is showing hers off like new jewellery.

Then dance the night away, bruises and all. Somewhere around the second song she will grab your hand, a fleck of paint still hiding in her hair, and thank you for the ambush of her life. Maid of honour, that was a direct hit.

Hens season runs right alongside wedding season, so the sooner we check your date, the more weekends you have to choose 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. Lock it in.

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