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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[royalizing]

[ She looks concerned for him, because though he's questioning everyone with a frightening intensity, it looks like he's not really processing any of the answers. He must have been really close with Yuya... ]

I promise you, we will bring his killer to justice. Please, ask me any questions you have.

[chainjailer]

[The thing was; he really wasn't. He'd spoken with Yuya a few times, but there were a lot of factors that brought him to this point. He liked the kid, and he wanted to know him better. But then this...out of nowhere, when one body already turned up today.]

Your alibi, and anything you know abotu someone who might have held a grudge against Yuya. I want you to empty your pockets, too.

[royalizing]

I was playing some of the carnival games before... this happened. I'm afraid I hadn't spoken to him, nor did I speak to anyone about him.

[ She feels bad saying that because she basically didn't know him at all...

But Natalia does give him a quizzical look at his last request. ]

My pockets?

[chainjailer]

[Another person who didn't even know Yuya...]

Yes, your pockets. [His voice doesn't waver.]

[royalizing]

Whatever for?

[ But she'll oblige. She only has like one pocket, and she pulls out a neatly bundled roll of carnival tickets, folded in a handkerchief. ]

[chainjailer]

I'm looking for something. [With little luck, and it's beginning to frustrate.]

But it looks like you're clean.