day one - afternoon

[guestcontrol]

dreamland day one 41 players remaining. [As the day wears on into the afternoon, the dead aren't getting any deader. It's late in the afternoon, and the air is beginning to cool, when the chimes play again over the park loudspeaker. "All of us here at Dreamland wish you luck, guests! Let's meet up in the Hall of Mirrors!" Wherever you are, it's time to make your way over to the House of Horrors, where you'll have to brave the funhouse to find the room on the top floor. Don't delay, or your guest identification bracelet will begin beeping. The House of Mirrors is a large room, more than capable of fitting a crowd. Tall mirrors line every wall, and the door you entered through seems to vanish into a mirror as well. The mirrors give the impression that many, many more are among your number, standing in the background. In the back is a jar filled with blank raffle tickets. You'll have to take a ticket, write down a name, and place it back in the jar. Hopefully you already know who you're voting for, but if not, you only have time for a brief discussion before you're out of time. rulebook character statuses private conversations graveyard Voting will close at 10 PM EST on Sept 24. Voting

Comments

[sunshade]

[ a shrug ] I also happen to find her newspaper a bunch of rubbish embellished to the point of being a tabloid, but I realize my opinion isn't very trustworthy in this case.

[jingler]

A very blunt opinion. Though unfortunately not substantial. It isn't really about how credible it is, it's more about whether or not she would publish it period. So long as that factor is there, you are still under suspicion of sending the note. My apologies for it.

[He doesn't honestly think Patchouli did it, but she is still a suspect.]

[sunshade]

Well, I more meant that I don't particularly like to associate with it. I don't read it, back home, and the interview was a singular incident.

But very well. That is why I spoke up, after all.