day six - afternoon

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dreamland day six 20 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 October 8. Voting

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[sparklyrichbastard]

[The implications of what's going on are finally starting to sink in through Tamaki's thick skull, and he looks around for help.]

I know I'm not clear, but for everybody to find me this suspicious... Honey-sempai, Mori-sempai, why aren't you saying anything?

[cakelover]

[ Well, Mori rarely says anything. It is true that Honey is being fairly quiet, though. If Tamaki dies today, they'll have managed to lose every singly kouhai...and more than that, all of their friends.

All the same... ]

...Tama-chan, the things I could say...I don't want to say them. Kyo-chan and Kao-chan both died in a really similar way, didn't they? On rides, for a...big send-off. At least, that's what it looks like it might have been...

[ And Honey really, really, really didn't want to say that. So he hasn't been saying much of anything. ]

Even if you don't remember being a VIP or think you are one, that...feels like a Tama-chan move, ne?

[ sORRY ]

[sparklyrichbastard]

[It's a very uncomfortable and undignified noise Tamaki makes in response to that statement. Is it the sting of betrayal, or the fact that Honey makes a damn good point? Either way, he looks like he's been slapped.]

[cakelover]

[ nnghh THIS...WAS WHY HE DIDN'T WANT TO SAY ANYTHING, YOU REALIZE. ]

Tama-chan...right now, more than anything, I don't want it to be true.

[ But it's clear he kind of believes it. So. ]

...Takashi also doesn't want it to be, but...we've known you a long time. I'm sorry. I don't believe that any of the VIPs are doing this out of malice because we know you...but I also can't pretend it doesn't make sense.

[sparklyrichbastard]

[Here come the waterworks. 100% all-natural, no eye drops needed.]

How can you even think that? I wouldn't really kill them! I'd rather die myself!

[cakelover]

Tama-chan...everyone...has been agreeing that you might not know what you're doing, right?

[ ... ]

If we didn't vote for you, if that's the case...exactly how long would it take for the you that you don't know about to target...Takashi and I? Would you...really want us to let you do that? Those are the sorts of things...I've been trying to think about.

I'm sorry.

[sparklyrichbastard]

[Wwweeeeehhhhh.]

...Okay. If that's what you really think... it's okay.

[cakelover]

[ look if it was just his safety in question honey would speak up for you, tama-chan, but takashi is still around, too.

unfortunately takashi's continued safety and that of others in the game wins out over pure friendship and not wanting something to be true............

he won't ask for tamaki to forgive them for this, though. ]

... [ NO IDEA WHAT TO SAY, TBH. Offers the stuffed rabbit, though. ] Do...you want to hold Usa-chan?

[sparklyrichbastard]

Yes, please.

[cakelover]

[ There, there. They can sit like this until the trial is up... ]

[sparklyrichbastard]

[Quiet for a long moment.]

I'm sorry I put you on the spot like that. I don't want you to blame yourself for this.

[mediumburgers]

I would offer to be your laywer, but... [ That didn't exactly work out for Ibuki. ]

[sparklyrichbastard]

I admire your kindness, but it's quite all right, my dear.

[mediumburgers]

You know, I don't think the VIPs are evil. I mean, something has obviously been done to them or else they'd be... evil-like. So, even if you are one, maybe, I don't think you're evil. I just want you to know that. If it helps.

[dotdotdotstare]

[It hurts to say, that's why. Executing Tamaki to protect Mitsukuni... it's a high price.]

It's not a choice I ever wanted to make. But I can't ignore it.

[Tamaki was the last person he'd have suspected based on personality, but now...]

[sparklyrichbastard]

[Et tu, Brutus?]

Even Mori-sempai thinks so...

[dotdotdotstare]

[...Crouching down to Tamaki's level.]

Yeah. But if it is true... I can't allow this to continue.

Forgive me. I failed to protect everyone.

[sparklyrichbastard]

[Mori-sempaaaaiii]

Don't say that! I don't mind if you blame me, but don't blame yourself!