day two

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dreamland day two 40 players remaining. There are no clocks in your dorm room to help you mark the passing of time, but at a certain point, in the early hours of the morning, a cheerful chime tune plays over the loudspeaker. Whether you're awake or asleep, the door to your dorm room is now unlocked. You'll have about a forty five minutes, in which you can get ready or grab some breakfast, before the door that allows you into the park unlocks. By this time, you may or may not have noticed that one of your number is missing. The chimes play again, to announce that the park is open, and the rides and music begin to come back to life as a voice plays over the loudspeaker. "Rise and shine! Let's have a lot of fun today, or at least all of you who are left!" You will have until 4 PM to explore the park and talk amongst yourselves. Somewhere in the park, you'll find the body of Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu. rulebook character statuses private conversations graveyard Voting will close at 10 PM EST on September 27. Though a special comment for discussion will go up shortly before voting, you are encouraged to discuss who to vote for throughout the day. Voting

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[photonement]

[Koizumi saw the name on the bulletin board, heard Pekoyama's voice - though the sheer depth of emotion that girl produced astonishes her; she just headed for the train station on a regular basis already unlike many other parkgoers, but there's a big crowd and--

The scent of blood hangs heavier in the air than for Ishtar (or Togami's soaking into the floorboards, that inadequate carpet worthless Komaeda brought). Tears prick at her eyes before Koizumi even asks herself: Why would anybody ever do that, shoot and hit him, when there's not even a bracelet or explosive that explains the mechanic at play?]

This is impossible--!!

[She has to do her part. She places her hands on the camera but the viewfinder is so blurry for some reason; no, she took a shot of someone redhaired instead.]

Cra--crap--

[Her forearm scrubs roughly once against her face before her shutter clicks again, and again, each shot a little closer to actually capturing the carnage.]

[chronic]

[ A small, gloved hand on her shoulder. ]

Mahiru. Calm yourself. Plenty of time to take photos later. He's not going anywhere.

[photonement]

[There's a little boy and she breathes in; without snot like Peko's experiencing she gets the dead, but cold air.]

You're right about that...

[Looking down sideways into the viewfinder towards the edge, she idly deletes one of the more redundant photos. Then she puts her hand on top of his.]

Why here? He didn't plan to take the train, did he? This isn't the fence.

[chronic]

[ He squeezes her hand. ]

I'm thinking it might not even matter. Random locations, random methods... The goal's to shock us, right?

[photonement]

[Her pulse is haywire, though a little less so by now.]

Random locations would make the most sense since us regulars are stuck in our rooms while the VIPs have to leave and come to us... then they could put the body different places to make the discovery more -- suspenseful. This is so sick...