DOXXER: HAYMITCH

[fullthottle]

DOXXER On Tuesday afternoon, Haymitch's clamshell will ping! from wherever they have it. Should they pick it up to see what all the fuss is about, they will realize that their RULEBOOK app has updated to version 2.0. Opening the app will reveal that there has been an addendum to the rules... but one that seems meant exclusively for them. No other survivor will be able to see these additions. They read as such: 1. Each week, you may check ONE of your fellow participants to learn WHO THEY HAVE SPOKEN PRIVATELY WITH. 2. You will have to use the PROVIDED TOOL in order to receive your information. 3. You must ACCEPT what you have learned. 4. You may PRIVATELY CONFIRM YOUR ROLE if asked, but you may not FREELY OFFER THE INFORMATION to others. A notification will arrive the moment they have finished reading through the update. Its contents are no less confusing. RISE AND 👀SPY👀 DOXXXER 👅💦 TIME 2️⃣ RISE 🍆 TO THE OCCASION 🥳🥳 AND 📷 DOXX 📷 UR FELLOW THOTS 🍑♥️ UR GONNA BE HARD 😜 AT WORK SO BRING UR D-GAME 🍆🍆🍆 AND LET'S 😚 GET 😉 SNEAKY 👣 !!! TIME ⏰ 2 FIND OUT HOW 💋NAUGHTY💋 A HO CAN GET 👅 Other things that are weird? The fact that the moment they open a door and walk through it, they will find themselves falling face first an entirely new location. Particularly, one that doesn't seem to fit into any part of the hotel, and absolutely not one that they meant to go through. As they regain their bearings and look at their surroundings, they'll realize that the door they walked through is no longer there. It seems like they have only one choice, and that's to walk through a long, secure hallway until they reach their destination. It is there that they will find a familiar face... FULL NAVIGATION. locations ⯅ statuses ⯅ ic profiles ⯅ ic rulebook ⯅ thot report ⯅ audiences gift shop ⯅ murder proposals ⯅ private conversations ⯅ weekly curfew

Comments

[doublesmall]

Meaning-- ugh.

[He downs the rest of his glass while making a jerking motion with his hand.

Meaning that!]

1/2

[oraculi]

[oraculi]

Not sober I'm not. Leave the wine. And anything else you have.

[doublesmall]

You got it. What's your preference, huh?

[He's reaching into his coat and pulling out a bottle of tequila first, because that just feels like a good choice.]

Unfortunately I have to stay here, but I can just- I don't know, go look out the window for a bit if you want.

[oraculi]

Oh, come on . . .

[At least Chuuya looks as uncomfortable as he feels, so. That's something. He grabs for the tequila and takes a healthy swig, but then sighs as he glances at the dildo.]

Fine. Go stare out the window, then.

[Because he'll be grabbing that toy now; he knows who he's going to pick. It's the world's most unenthusiastic handjob, though. The toy probably deserves better.]