day three - afternoon

[guestcontrol]

dreamland day three 34 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 September 30. Voting

Comments

[jingler]

Obviously not. I don't think anyone would benefit from dying. But if we do nothing the VIPs will only grow in number.

[sparklyrichbastard]

Fine! They can convert me, and I'll teach them the meaning of love!

[jingler]

Please do not ask to be converted Tamaki. You realize we'll have to execute you if you're a VIP, right?

[sparklyrichbastard]

Nuh-uh! If I were a VIP I'd get the medical unit to protect the same person we were attacking every night until we were all one big happy VIP family!

[jingler]

I feel as though I am talking to a very delusional wall.

[glasshole]

You do understand that there's nothing to be gained from arguing with him, right?

He's a complete idiot, so let him vote how he wants.

[jingler]

Well, that's not a nice thing to say.

[So mean Kyouya.]

But you make a point. I think I'll stop here.

[crueltobekind]

[HEADBUTTS TAMAKI]

[sparklyrichbastard]

[DOUBLES OVER IN PAIN]

[crueltobekind]

Don't ask for that!!

[sparklyrichbastard]

S-sorry...

[crueltobekind]

Idiot lord.

[dotdotdotstare]

[silent approval]

[mediumburgers]

If anyone could teach them love, it'd be you! They wouldn't stand a chance against your smooth handsomeness!

[sparklyrichbastard]

Ah, my kind Princess Maya~~~ I knew you would understand!

Your article in today's paper was wonderful, by the way!

[mediumburgers]

Of course!

Thank you! I really worked hard on it, I wasn't sure anyone would notice. [ She spent a solid five minutes on it, what an effort. ] Though... I guess it won't really help. I'm not sure anyone who's killed already cares about why they shouldn't, anymore.

[sparklyrichbastard]

You never know until you try. And you should never stop trying for a better tomorrow!

[mediumburgers]

You're right! You know, I think you may just be the most optimistic person here. In a good way!