GAME 2 - DAY 2

[protoshepherd]

[ Once the clock ticks midnight - then again, you wouldn't know since there aren't any clocks around - you hear a coughing sound from the loudspeakers positioned in various spots on the ceiling. ]

Ahem, ahem…! This concludes our first day. Please head back to the dressing rooms and get good night's rest. Breakfast will be served at 6am. Don't worry! We will wake you all up.

Both the men and women's washrooms have a shower stall. Feel free to use them at your own convenience. The dressing rooms should be cleaned up now, and there is now a selection of new clothing for everyone to use.

[ If one goes back to the dressing room they woke up in, they'll find that the room is clean. No more chalk outlines, all the furniture is in place, etc. There are now various clothing stands providing everyone with ~sleepwear~.

The seats in the audience area are comfortable, but if you look hard enough, you'll find that there are three mattresses in the broom closet. Which you can open. It's not locked!

Hours pass, and whether or not you sleep or stay up to explore, all phones beep a few hours later. Click on the message, and it shows you the new poll. ]

Poll #16625

This poll is closed.
Open to: Access List, detailed results viewable to: Just the Poll Creator, participants: 8

Who is a wolf?

Nagi Springfield, Gilderoy Lockhart
0 (0.0%)

Asuna Yuuki, Aoi Kurashiki
0 (0.0%)

Bruce Banner, Francis York Morgan
0 (0.0%)

Inspector Cabanela, Jesse Pinkman
0 (0.0%)

Hans, Gina Linetti
5 (62.5%)

Dick Gumshoe, Bobby Fulbright
0 (0.0%)

Luca Valentino, Lucina
2 (25.0%)

Grace Makutsi, Tony Chu
0 (0.0%)

L'Arachel, Kongwai Tao
0 (0.0%)

Diana, Dandy
1 (12.5%)

[ And once again, an announcement through the loudspeakers! ]

Good morning one and all! There are only ten teams left. Please do your best to identify all wolves.

[ Kelly, Emily, Doom, and Integra are nowhere to be found.

But… hey! The buffet table on stage now has new food served. There's bread and butter, hot coffee, more Samurai Dogs, some sugar and cream packets for the milk… it's a simple spread.

And… what's this? A bunch of keys with a heart-shaped charm? Maybe somebody lost it… ]

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[ 00 EST 21 April: Clue/Activity!!

00 EST 22 April: Suspicion poll comes to an end and Ousting poll gets put up.

00 EST 23 April: Ousting poll draws to a close. A new day begins, with two teams out of the game. ]

Comments

/bullshits a year for Ghost Trick

[inspectormacarena]

[2012... Not as far as 2525, but still far. Is there a pattern to the years? They'd have to question everyone here to find out.]

Not as far as you, baby. Last I remeeember, it was the wonderful year of 2019. [He flips the receipt over one last time in hopes of finding some other clue, only to come up empty. Then he hands it back to Bruce.]

close enough

[amygdalae]

[2019, huh. Not too far... at least.]

Well, if anything, that's something else we know now.

[That they're all... from different times?? Which is still hella weird for Bruce to take in, honestly.]

idek man

[inspectormacarena]

Know? What we knooow is that our supposed present time conflicts with what most of us remember. What we don't know is what it means.

[Time travel or mass hallucination? It seems awfully specific for a hallucination, unless there are other things here that are completely off from reality and they simply don't notice it.]

it okay /pats

[amygdalae]

Perhaps its up to us to find out.

[Maybe there's something this, maybe there's not... but there's only one way to find out.]

[inspectormacarena]

Perhaps sooo. I'd like to find out, that's damn certain.

[Trouble is that his knowledge of the 'supernatural', if one can even call it that, reaches to a person using space powers to manipulate people into doing things against their will. He's got nothing on time travel.]

[amygdalae]

[Bruce knows nothing as well besides the theory of it, but its been nothing more than a theory. He's not much help there either.]

Hopefully we'll get more clues with each day that comes.

[inspectormacarena]

[Each day that comes... Who knows how long they'll be stuck here? Not until the game ends, if their kidnapper has anything to say about it. With the ousting votes only happening once a day, the game could go on for quite a while longer.

He breathes a sigh and hangs his head just a bit.]

Nooot exactly how I'd hoped to spend my time, but if it's really 2026, I suppose it doesn't matter either way. What's another few days on seven lost yeaaars, right?

[amygdalae]

[There's a small laugh from Bruce there, although the tone comes out rather dry and humorless.]

I suppose that's true.

[In some sad way, Bruce can agree with that.]

[inspectormacarena]

[This whole thing is dry and humorless, so about time they adapted.]

Whaaat a pain. When I get my hands on this kidnapper of ours, I'll make them paaay, you can bet on that much.

[amygdalae]

He has inconvenienced all of us who are here.

[Bruce isn't too big on the paying back part here that is being said, but whoever it is, the person does need to answer for what s/he has done here.]

[inspectormacarena]

[Some were inconvenienced more than others, but Cabanela can't claim to be the most important person here. He can only be bitter about the important things he missed.]

No kiddin', baby. No kiddin'.

[amygdalae]

[They all have something they have to do back where they came from, Bruce supposes. Even for Bruce himself, in his own way. Sure, nobody would miss him... but he had something to finish, at least.]

Until then, make sure you try to not do anything too drastic. [Considering what happened last night, who knows what other things they could do here... best to be careful.]

[inspectormacarena]

[Oh c'mon Bruce, you've got a whole team of Avengers who would miss you if you, say, turn to glass and shatter.]

Like I said, baby. Nooo promises.

[amygdalae]

[The Avengers won't miss him. They'll have somebody better than him.]

Just try, anyway.

[inspectormacarena]

[Nobody can replace the Hulk, maaaan.]

Will do! Wiiiill do. Same goes for you, of course.

[amygdalae]

[Bruce would rather not have anybody replace him. The world doesn't need anybody else like him.

There's a quirk on Bruce's lips at that, a hint of amusement bleeding through. The inspector doesn't know, of course, but being hurt is the least of Bruce's concerns. It's not as if he can be, anyway.]

You don't need to worry about me, inspector.

[inspectormacarena]

Hah, well, I'd tell you not to worry about me either, but you seem to be doing that anyway. Aaall I'm doing is returning the favor, baby.

[It's all a little foreign, because when's the last time anyone worried about him? Everyone has such a high (or questionable) opinion of him. Not even Lynne and Kamila worry. They have- or had- someone else to worry about.]

[amygdalae]

[Its just a habit more than anything. They're all in this together after all, for better or for worse. And getting hurt just isn't something that Bruce likes.]

Well, I appreciate the concern then. [A pause.] Thanks.