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12:50 AM
Who: Everyone
Where: Everywhere
When: Day 111, Late Morning
What: Game!!1
[The lights don’t seem quite as bright as they usually are in the arena today. The dimmed lights make it impossible to see far into the arena, but even so the grand Victorian mansion taking up the centre of it would be difficult to miss. It looks like it could have seen better days, the paint flaking off and a few of the glass panes of the windows broken. The curtains are all drawn on the first of the three floors, making it neigh impossible to take a peek inside. The front of the mansion is adorned with six doors in a row though, each door’s frame painted in two colours, one door for every pair of partner teams.]
[Behind the mansion, on top of the throne, sits a new statue in complete silence. And despite the lack of head, you might feel as if you’re being closely watched by it.]
[Of course, once you make your way into the arena you might care about neither of the things mentioned above, because sitting in a circle are eleven familiar shapes, the twelfth shape being a pair of Groucho Marx glasses. If you look closely enough you can see how they are still breathing, if very faintly. And floating above each and everyone of them, well out of reach from you, is a tiny rag doll replica of the unconscious blank (or little dollsized glasses in case of Dingbatticus).]
(Mingle)
(Rules/Game Start)
(Endgame)
(Memories)
((Despite what some IC rules might sound like, this is a no death game. Your characters will just not be privy to this information ICly))
Where: Everywhere
When: Day 111, Late Morning
What: Game!!1
[The lights don’t seem quite as bright as they usually are in the arena today. The dimmed lights make it impossible to see far into the arena, but even so the grand Victorian mansion taking up the centre of it would be difficult to miss. It looks like it could have seen better days, the paint flaking off and a few of the glass panes of the windows broken. The curtains are all drawn on the first of the three floors, making it neigh impossible to take a peek inside. The front of the mansion is adorned with six doors in a row though, each door’s frame painted in two colours, one door for every pair of partner teams.]
[Behind the mansion, on top of the throne, sits a new statue in complete silence. And despite the lack of head, you might feel as if you’re being closely watched by it.]
[Of course, once you make your way into the arena you might care about neither of the things mentioned above, because sitting in a circle are eleven familiar shapes, the twelfth shape being a pair of Groucho Marx glasses. If you look closely enough you can see how they are still breathing, if very faintly. And floating above each and everyone of them, well out of reach from you, is a tiny rag doll replica of the unconscious blank (or little dollsized glasses in case of Dingbatticus).]
(Mingle)
(Rules/Game Start)
(Endgame)
(Memories)
((Despite what some IC rules might sound like, this is a no death game. Your characters will just not be privy to this information ICly))