w3 curfew: we're just playing mini-golf.

[purities]

ignore the horrors happening next door

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[purities]

If they are, then we wrestle them back under our control. Just as we did with the last set.

[please do not fight the golf club.

taps the fun house again, this time intentionally. hums.]

How many of them do you think took another wrong turn and ended up trapped inside again?

[ziosar]

More than you think, with the way random doors kept leading to that place. I'm surprised I'm not trapped in there right now.

[We all really made our characters be forcibly taken to the fun house a million times, judging by the PCs, haha.

Akihiko finally swings. He overestimated his strength, and the ball bounces on an obstacle and hits the fun house. Oops]

Ah.

[purities]

Fortuitous timing on our part. Had we gone through any door at all, we would've likely ended up back there.

[watches him hit the fun house, like. lol.]

I suppose we'll discover the exact amount tomorrow.

[i hope someone gets murdered in the fun house and has to watch their most embarrassing memory on loop while they're getting stabbed. peak comedy.]

[ziosar]

[I hope their most embarrassing memory would still playing on loop during the investigation]

I hope it's not too many. Those mirrors are more trouble than they're worth.

[He's sure nobody in there is having a good time! Should have been outside, guys, we got fair food and minigolf]

[purities]

[formal petition for the murderer and victim to do the funniest thing ever in their murder doc.]

Yes. And this time, there's no escaping them until the morning comes.

[ziosar]

[Akihiko steps away from the minigolf course, to peer at the entrance of the funhouse. Predictably, he sees nothing except mirrors. Not a sign of a person inside]

If anything happens in there...people might get hurt, even if they have nothing to do with any incidents.

[Mirror shards are going to fly all over the place, guaranteed]

[purities]

Maybe, or maybe not. Aside from that one time in the market, we've all been curiously unharmed for the most part.

[ziosar]

[Returning to the minigolf, Akihiko picks another ball from the basket and places it where he thinks it should be. Probably placed it slightly off and therefore his game will be affected, dang]

We should all gather together in some place next time!

[Should we? In Akihiko's opinion, people's tendency to wander around kind of plays a role on all the dying going on around here. Maybe if everyone is in the same place, playing minigolf and enjoying deep-fried oreos and all that, the incidents may be lessened.

Maybe?]

[purities]

Are you volunteering to be the one to track everyone down and get them to agree to staying all in one place?

[in the tone of someone who thinks this will never happen... like an asshole...]

[ziosar]

I would try.

[And fail, but he'd try!]

[purities]

Then I wish you the best of luck.

[ziosar]

[Alright, time to begin]

Mizu, wanna come with, next Thursday? No idea to where, but the question stands.

[The way Akihiko is smirking there pretty much says he's not counting on Mizu to say yes, because really, he's going to try to gather people and convince them to tag along in a curfew, but he's not optimistic about his chances with many of you. He's just a little curious if Mizu would say no when asked pretty much three seconds after wishing him the best of luck at this. He'd find that a little funny, really]

[purities]

Survive the next three days and then ask again.

[dodges the question entirely]