day two - aftermath

[guestcontrol]

dreamland day two 38 players remaining. As the voting period comes to an end, a bell goes off from the ticket machine, and the metal bars blocking the tunnel at the end of the Hall of Mirrors lifts. A voice speaks over the loudspeaker: "Attention, guests! Please make your way onto the ride! For your safety, keep your hands and arms inside and do not attempt to leave your seat!" Through the tunnel, single cars on a track stop and wait for each remaining player to step on. Don't dawdle, or your bracelet will begin to beep a warning. Once in a car, the safety bar locks you tightly inside, unable to move. The car trundles along a dark, twisting track, nearly veering into cartoonish obstacles, but veering away at the last moment. Music and cackling laughter echoes loudly through the ride as you drive faster and faster. Suddenly, your car veers off to the left, through a courtroom, where a towering cartoon judge threatens to bang a gavel. Your car jerks and evades, but somewhere, before one car can pass, the gavel comes down and the car spins off to the side, through a dark doorway. Each car comes to the end of the ride, but doesn't stop, and instead jerks into motion and, even faster, veers through the ride a second time. This time, your car does not enter the courtroom, but the doors to your left nonetheless open, showing instead of a courtroom a red room burning with cartoon flames. Above the flames hangs a corpse in a noose. The body of Levi hangs from a white rope noose, as a cackling voices pronounces: Innocent The ride turns away once more, and comes to a stop. A list of votes has been pinned on the wall for your perusal. You now have the rest of the evening to explore the park, before night comes again. character statuses private conversations graveyard This is a general post-vote mingle encompassing the time from the end of the trial (about 5 PM until the fireworks at 11 PM). You are encouraged and welcome to backtag discussions in this post until the next day post, or to have afternoon private conversations.

Comments

[chronic]

[ Kenny claps his hands together excitedly as he watches. ]

Fun, huh? You learn pretty quickly! [ He twirls a strand of the wig around his finger. ] Look- you even won some tickets.

[eventhandler]

I did?

[Royce is actually surprised - well now, look what we got here.]

...Tickets? For use for the other games, I suppose?

[chronic]

Those are what you can exchange for prizes. You put the tickets in the machine... It seems sorta random so far what you get. But I'm hoping that something good and useful will pop out eventually.

[eventhandler]

[He nods.] As you said earlier, there must be a very clear reason why the games were mentioned...perhaps we will get something useful at some point, as you just said. It would be quite the boon, quite the boon indeed...

[chronic]

Heheh. Now you get it.

[ Kenny picks up one of his junk prizes, a keychain of a smiling cat, and clips it to the strap of his dress. ]

Let's meet up again sometime tomorrow to play more games. [ so that means don't die tonight ] If two of us are collecting tickets, it increases our chances.

[eventhandler]

[He nods. Deep in the pit of his stomach, there is that squirming , uncomfortable feeling that reminds him that there is a chance he might die. Who knows? Maybe he would be deemed a target, and the next day, his dead body would be found strewn somewhere, exploded or stabbed or bludgeoned...]

[He doesn't want to think about it. Instead, he will think about games, about figuring them out and analyzing their secrets, about winning prizes that may prove useful for them all to escape this dreadful situation. He nods, pocketing the tickets in his lab coat.]

...The statistical likelihood would be higher, yes. [A pause.] I will be here tomorrow. We will...continue doing this. Until we find something useful.