( HUNTERS - WEEK 5 )

[abhoth]

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". ( quick navigation ) ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation hunter's handbook

Comments

[nowyouseeit]

Right. The only ones we don't know at this point, unless someone was lying, are. . . Violet, Velvet, Saya, Emily and Mabel.

[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.

[thawedheart]

...

[She nods slowly. God, this sucks.]

I guess we should... get on with it... then. [GLANCES AT THAT BASIN]

[nowyouseeit]

[uuugh. he curls his hand into a fist instinctively]

Yeah, yeah. Let's go.

[. . . this is gonna suck]