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special guests night one

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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. You'll automatically find yourself knowing where to go, and that you should go. 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.

For tonight, focus on getting to know one another! 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.

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All night votes will be due September 22 by 11:30 PM EST. At that point, the night's victim will be alerted and (if they want) a kill log will be put up that you can talk to and kill the victim in. Kill logs are always optional.

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[ so mid-acting out Twilight, Ciel sees the other half of the group start to move away, at which point he turns his attention back to Malik just in time to witness the wet, messy bang that ensues.

And honestly, he wasn't prepared for that.

Ciel may posture himself to be the Queen's Watchdog, but he's still a bit more faint of heart than he likes to admit, which is why he prefers guns. They're simple and not messy at all. He can handle seeing death in that form. But this is completely disgusting and messy, and there's blood everywhere. He blanches immediately and takes a step back, and while it's not as bad as it could be, in a way, it doesn't matter.

He brings a hand to his mouth as he collapses to his knees, because his stomach churns, but he can't keep it together. He vomits, then starts to cough weakly... Sorry friends, he's not as cool as he thinks he is... ]

[ Ibuki has...seen dead bodies before. Thank you, canon. She's even seen an execution, a lot more cruel and horrifying than the one she just saw...at least, that seems to be the case. This one isn't even real, although it looks that way, and a part of her would probably like to screech like she usually does, but she'd expected this body to be here.

For now, Ibuki leans over, standing next to Ciel, to put a hand to his shoulder. ]

Hey, hey? Are you gonna be okay? [ The bomb was his heart, wasn't it. Or...that seems to be the case. ]

Ugh...

[ He grimaces, wiping at his mouth with a sour frown, but his knees are still shaking, too weak to get back up just yet. He bats at her hand, but at least not with the barfy one... Small blessings. ]

Don't touch me. It's just— [ He's supposed to be above this, he thinks, and that makes him frown more. ] ...Disgusting.

At least he wasn't deep fried!

[ Is...is that helping? Goddamn, Ibuki, you're on a roll. But she doesn't try to touch him again, just hanging out nearby, eyeing him. ]

Riiiiight? If we set off the timer again, you know to look away, now, too.

[ For the explode-y part. ]

[ yes... at least he wasn't deep fried, thanks ibuki... ]

[ Ciel takes a few deep breaths, then shakes his head as he stands again carefully. It's revolting and also embarrassing. He's supposed to be able to handle things like this without so much as blinking, but... As it is, he tries not to think about the hole made in Malik's chest, because that makes him queasy all over again, though for a different reason. ]

We should use something cleaner from now on...

Well, we'll see what happens, right?! People probably won't believe it's an accident, but everyone wanted people to think the game was rigged and it wasn't us! If they believe that, it was a good idea, but if noooooooot, we can just do whatever from now on without worrying about it.

[ #lo...gic? ]

[ He grimaces again, and nearly glances back Malik's way, but stops himself from doing so. Ciel shakes his head instead. ]

Let's not do this again, in any case. That was worse than I thought it would be.

Okayyyyyyyyyyy! Ibuki can agree with that!

[ no problemo! brainwashed ibuki does not mind any of this. of course, that could be helped along by [spoilers redacted] ]

[Wow, that icy exterior really is just a front after all, (Admittedly, Anise hadn't paid too close attention)]

[This is.. awkward...]

Ciel?

[ It takes him a few moments, but once he's calmed down, he shakes his head and stands again, peeling off his glove to get rid of later. Laundry, what laundry, it's trash in his opinion... ]

Pay it no mind. It is just more... [ how to put this ] ...It's more gruesome than I anticipated.

Don't push yourself too hard. ♥ I can always catch you if you need to faint.

Hmph.

[ That's as close to a "thank you for the sentiment" as you get... ]

It won't happen again.

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