day five

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dreamland day five 26 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. "Wake up! Wake up! It's an exciting buy one get one free day for bodies!" You will have until 4 PM to explore the park and talk amongst yourselves. Somewhere in the park, you'll find the bodies of K and Kaoru Hitachiin. rulebook character statuses private conversations graveyard Voting will close at 10 PM EST on October 6. 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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[eventhandler]

[Good morning, Aya. Same old meet and greet, same old newspaper, and...ah, the note from Legion...]

[Royce stares at the math problem, before he lets out a sigh, folding the newspaper. He would solve it later, in his own time. In his own time...]

...I'll assume, as always, that there was a murder today.

[photoshot]

Morning. [ ... yeah the math note was all greek to her. the last mathematician in dreamland is flying solo. ]

There are two--Mr. K and Mr. Hitachiin. They're our first role kills. I haven't seen their bodies yet, though.

[eventhandler]

[His eyes widen at that.] Hold on...roles? Two of them? Which roles were they?

[photoshot]

Conversion busters, I believe. They're not in the bulletin anymore.

[eventhandler]

[A sigh. Well, it could be worse...]

I see. At least it wasn't the medics, or the cops...

[photoshot]

True. We'll have to be very careful not to present any more opportunities for conversion.

[eventhandler]

This means we will have to vote every night, then. And possibly, ah, possibly...kill more innocents.

[But what can they do?]

[photoshot]

Unless we get more substantial evidence to vote on besides vague suspicions, yes.

[eventhandler]

Hopefully the dog will have some information for us today.

[photoshot]

Or even the buddy cops? They've been very quiet so far...!

[eventhandler]

They have, yes...which is odd, but I assume they would not want to step up now, to reveal themselves to the VIPs...

[photoshot]

No, but I hope they're at least in contact with Mr. Missile and share information.

As best they can.

[paws_and_rewind]

[ Oh! Someone said COPS. That's Missile's cue! He nudges Aya's shin with a snout full of torn newspaper. ]

[photoshot]

[ hey doge. she reaches for a morning pat and--

ohh, torn newspaper. crouching down for a closer look then. ] Have you found someone, Mr. Missile?

[paws_and_rewind]

Wuff.

[ It's a picture of Ibuki. Or it was. Now it's two halves of a picture of Ibuki. It doesn't seem to have been initially removed from the paper by canine teeth, but there is definitive dog involvement in the rip down the center. ]

[photoshot]

[ ok she's not as great a dog whisperer but LET'S TRY. ] Ayaya, it's not as torn up as Miss Edea's... Miss Ibuki is safe? A buddy cop?

[paws_and_rewind]

[ Missile's ears twitch at a few of the words, but that's about it. He'll wait patiently until she gets it. ]

[photoshot]

Has she been investigated by the cops? Or she knows who they are?

[paws_and_rewind]

[ Investigated... cops... he knows both of those words! Bark bark! ]

[photoshot]

So the cops have learned her alignment...

Are they telling you she's VIP?

[paws_and_rewind]

[ Bark bark!!!!

Wag! But not a large wag; he really does like Ibuki and this isn't really good news. ]

[photoshot]

[ YEAH, SHE'S GETTING THAT FEEL. ]

I see. This is... well, this is a valuable clue.

Good work, Mr. Missile. We'll let everyone know.

[paws_and_rewind]

[ Bark bark!!

He'll leave it to you! ...Oh no he's not looking forward to looking Ibuki in the face bright and fancy kneecaps after this. ]

[photoshot]

[ NO YOU DID GOOD EVEN if... both good and bad news...

she leans down to ruffle behind his ears, ahhh. ] If you haven't eaten yet, let's--let's get you some breakfast! I'm sure there are sausages.