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( HUNTERS - WEEK 5 )
![]() For this week, there will be no sudden loss of control for those who have signed their souls away for the greater good. As long as they're in the Curio Shop by 6:05 PM on Monday, nothing out of the ordinary will happen. All they must do is knock on the shop's door, carefully as if to not draw attention towards themselves, and the door will creak open by itself much like the previous week. As per usual, inside this strange room they'll find Craftly seated at a round table. Shelves of antiques line the walls and the smell of peppermint tea wafts through the air. A thin tendril slips across the table from Craftly's sleeve, hooking around his cup of tea. As smug as ever, he smiles to the group. "Come in, Hunters. It's time for us to begin". ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation hunter's handbook |


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Are you sure? I mean, 'm pretty sure they don't wanna kill you, but. . .
[BE CAREFUL]
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[if they want to be the final three standing in order to accept the deal, then they have to watch out for the Sacrifices. . . the very people they want to protect]
[god this is weird]
That aside, I know a couple more roles now thanks to Andersen. Akane is the Mayor, and Knoll is the Technician. The Bomber is either Velvet or Violet.
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which is weird to think about considering they're killing kids this week. ]
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Yeah.
Should we check Violet this week, then? Or do we wanna keep looking for the Medium first?
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The sooner we know who the Bomber is, the sooner we'll be able to keep ourselves safe.
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[god. four kids and an adult. and although he doesn't say it aloud,
he remembers that at least one of those is going to die this week]
[he suddenly feels nauseous, and he lifts a hand to his ear]
Violet it is, then.
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[She nods slowly. God, this sucks.]
I guess we should... get on with it... then. [GLANCES AT THAT BASIN]
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Yeah, yeah. Let's go.
[. . . this is gonna suck]