day four - afternoon

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dreamland day four 31 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 11 PM EST on October 3. Voting

Comments

[flatview]

Hmmm, maybe for you~. If half the people here don't want my hide anyway!

[billows]

It says something if they're willing to kill someone proven innocent, don't you think? I suppose it's my fault the dog didn't decide to investigate me.

[flatview]

[ a shrug

now is the perfect time for idle chatter right. she'll start speaking in perfectly accented French. ]

So who was that Charles guy to you, anyway? You said he was a friend, buuuuut...

[billows]

[ His French has a snobby Boston accent to it. ]

But?

[flatview]

I don't think friends would touch each other's hands like that.

[billows]

... Well, if I'm going to die anyway. Sure, we've slept together. I don't know if it really goes beyond that.