Sabra La Tau

Who: Anyone who signed up for the game o/
Where: The Arena
When: Day 114, bright and early
What: It's gametime!

[The Twins are out this morning, faces of pale stone lovely and amused, the round table ringed with chairs once more draped with an odd cloth of shimmering grey. The arena is decorated today as though for a birthday; balloons in a myriad rainbow colors strain toward the distant arch of the ceiling, tethered into place by ribbons in a likewise diverse assortment. On the table, there is a birthday cake decorated, oddly enough, with waffles. At each chair, a namecard, plate and cultlery have been set out- along with a small piece of paper folded in two.]

[Just beyond the table today there stands what looks to be a very large, very elaborate dorm. A flag hangs before it, in rainbow hues; it reads "Dingbatticus" in the wood of the door, the word carved with precision and care.]

A pleasant morning to you, little blanks. I've designed another game for you, and my sister has been kind enough to help me once again. You'll find before you some information necessary for the game. Settle in, make yourselves comfortable, and do try to play along. It won't be fun for anyone if you don't get into the spirt of things, or if you spoil all of your secrets right away, now will it~?

[OOC- People who have signed up for this game in the OOC comm, please sign in to say you're present. As you do, you'll get some general game information and your role outline, which are included on the piece of paper at your place setting.]

[Info/Sign-ups
Mingle
Rules
The Dingbatticus Dorm
Endgame
Memories
Reveal]

Who: Whoever
Where: Outside Monoceros and Lepus
When: Day 114, morning
What: Mostly Armless Demon Fail Leader seeks Missing Monoceros

[the one-armed man is exiting his dorm with intentions!!]

Where are they...

Who: Orion
Where: Orion dorms!
When: Day 114, around noon.
What: Catching up on team stuff.

Who: Any
Where: By the Hydracula area
When: Day 114, midday
What:

[You may be going to the newly reopened lake to wonder about the cinder where the fence was, or never noticed there was one in the first place and just be out for some tasty fish and derpy lizards.

Or you may even be stopping by the Hydracula area, but for whatever reason you're out, a few Hydra are returning with a squirming barking demonthing wrapped up in a makeshift bag made of stitched up Hydra uniforms.

It's hard to tell if the blood is from old games or from any number of new looking bite marks and lacerations, really.

...

Oddly they DO look pleased with themselves, if not triumphant.]

Almost back. This thing'll be cake from here...