night six - killers

[guestcontrol]

special guests night six 24 players remaining. There's no way to mark the passage of time after lights out, but it isn't long before the lightbulb in your bedroom flickers back to life, and your door unlocks. Make your way into the park; the door will unlock for you, and the path you need to take lights up with a dim red glow. When you reach the foot of the treehouse, a ladder has been dropped for you. Climb up and come inside. The interior of the treehouse has been made comfortable for you. There's an old map of the park on the wall, as well as the mounted and stuffed heads of cartoon animal costumes on the wall. The decor seems like something of a parody of an upscale hunting lodge, and you're welcome to sit by the fire and enjoy snacks from back home, or relax in one of the outdoor hammocks. Enjoy yourself as you decide who to kill. After all, you're in on a little secret - none of this is real, and it's all part of a fun little game from which everyone, winners and losers alike, will wake up. current character statuses rulebook profiles All night votes will be due October 7 by 6 PM EST.

Comments

[sparklyrichbastard]

Following your dreams, eh? That's fantastic. It's important to do something you're passionate about. Tell me about your projects!

[eventhandler]

[He opens his mouth, looking almost excited...but then he closes it again with a frown, as if something suddenly came up that has stopped him from expressing himself.]

I...another time. It's too soon, I feel. I mean, you wouldn't understand, but...things have been done with them that I am not, not at all proud of...

[sparklyrichbastard]

Well, if you ever want to talk about it, I'm happy to listen. You saw my profile, right? I'm a good listener.

[eventhandler]

[He looks over at Tamaki, his expression unreadable. But after a few seconds, he lets out a sigh, before turning back to where the rest are completing their murders.]

I'll...think about it.

[sparklyrichbastard]

[Tamaki continues never looking in that direction.]

It's your turn. Ask me something. My life is an open book!

[eventhandler]

[He's never been good at these...social interaction things. He frowns, before finally coming up with a question, because why not.]

...What's a host club?

[sparklyrichbastard]

Glad you asked! It's a club I formed for all the most handsome and charming boys of my school, in order to keep the lovely ladies of Ouran happy and entertained.

i am so sorry

[eventhandler]

[There's a very long pause.]

...Prostitutes?

[HEY, WHAT ELSE DOES "KEEP HAPPY AND ENTERTAINED" MEAN]