day zero - afternoon

[guestcontrol]

dreamland day zero 42 players remaining. [Once the announcements are over, there's no further response from the voice over the intercom. The afternoon wears on, demanding nothing more of you. The park will remain open until late in the evening, when the fireworks go off, but you can always go back earlier. In fact, it might be wise to gather your fellow players and discuss what you've learned in the mess hall.] rulebook character statuses private conversations This is a mingle following the plot revelations yesterday! Characters can gather in the mess hall and discuss what they've learned and make plans. Night will go up at the same time, and this post will be backdated.

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[perfectstrike]

[Oh no. You poor child.

Peko just kind of glances toward the other and shakes her head.

They are not joking. Well. They are only kind of joking.]

[pundulum]

[BUT PARTIES ARE FUN... why is she making that face. Pout.]

What?

[perfectstrike]

The last time a leader hosted a party.

He was murdered.

[Blunt...]

[pundulum]

Eh...?!

[That's not funny. THAT'S NOT FUNNY AT ALL.]

[perfectstrike]

Hence why we will not be attending any.

[pundulum]

Yeeeeah, I can see how that would spoil the fun.

[UGH....]

But, why? Even if he was the worst party host ever, that doesn't just...

[people don't just kill people at parties what kind of crazytown do you come from.

Is it the same kind of crazytown as this one]

[perfectstrike]

[She exhales quietly through her nose before opening her eyes to meet his. God damn, those red eyes of hers are intense.]

Before waking up here, I was in a situation... not entirely dissimilar to this. One of our classmates appointed himself our leader, and decreed that, to prevent any killings from taking place, we should meet that night, stay awake, and attend a party.

He checked each of us thoroughly for weapons, and yet... one of our classmates murdered him in spite of that for the chance to escape and go home.

[pundulum]

....

[Intense indeed. Well, Yuya's eyes are red too, but that's not the point - he can hardly believe what he's hearing, that someone could be in this situation not once but twice - but she seems completely serious, so he's not sure what to think. She could just be trying to trick him into getting scared, but he wants to believe that isn't the case. They need to work together as a group, after all, and thinking that kind of thing will only hurt them.]

Man, that's so crazy...

Sorry, I probably shouldn't pry, but since we're all in another situation like that now, then do you mind if I ask a few more questions?

[perfectstrike]

[Hooray for weird anime eye buddies!! But she definitely isn't trying to trick him; either that, or she has the best poker face of anyone around.]

Hm? I do not mind.

[Though Peko is fully aware that she didn't exactly make it very far in her own version of this game.]

What do you want to know?

[pundulum]

Well... first, do you think this killing game is legitimate?

[It seems like she does, but allow him a little denial at first.... he's new...]

[perfectstrike]

We do not have a choice, at this stage.

It will depend on the incentives that have been offered to the so-called VIPs. It is merely a question of finding the right one, and then...

[She exhales through her nose and shakes her head.]