DOXXER: TAAKO

[fullthottle]

DOXXER On Tuesday afternoon, Taako'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 THEIR GIFT SHOP TRANSACTION HISTORY. 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

[chaoticlootral]

[TRULY HATE THIS SO MUCH.

Taako's just immediately chugging the rest of his wine.

Then pausing for a very long time.]

Like, hand stuff or mouth stuff?

[doublesmall]

[This is fine! They're literally both just sitting here chugging their wine, and in the long pause that follows, Chuuya refills both glasses.]

...Either works. That one's up to you.

[chaoticlootral]

In front of you?

[Yeah, that 2nd glass is going pretty quick too right about now.]

[doublesmall]

I can look out the window if you're shy.

[Another long sip. Chuuya's already decided he may as well just set full bottles aside for these meetings, honestly.]

[chaoticlootral]

No, that's-- Uh. Somehow way, way worse.

[Taako's already hard at work at giving himself a pretty perpetual buzz going, to be honest. It's been kind of a week.]

Kind of funny, haven't gotten around to fucking anything else yet.

[doublesmall]

[Shots next time for sure, then, they'll both need it.]

You do remember the part where you have to, right? I don't actually know what happens with your job if you up and die on me, but I'd also kind of prefer it if we didn't have to find out.

[chaoticlootral]

Yeah yeah, don't worry about it, I got back up plans.

[GOD. Maybe someone just needs a little romance before they get around to it. Or he's just lazy.]

Alright. I have to accept, right?

[doublesmall]

If I knew for sure whether we counted for it, I'd say I've got pretty much an endless supply here if you want to stick around-- [He indicates the wine bottle, there.] But you might be better off aiming for someone who's not running things, to be on the safe side.

[Listen, he's not about losing someone he's supposed to be overseeing right off the bat, also it maybe doesn't hurt that he's hot.]

But yeah, you pretty much do. I can't guarantee you won't just keep ending up here if you try to say 'fuck it' and leave. Maybe you can, though, it's up to you if you don't want to try to get the info.

[chaoticlootral]

[Oh? Thanks, Chuuya. That . . . okay, about the most pathetic thing in the world just happened for Taako, which is that inflates his ego and makes him feel better. Reaching all the way over to pat him on the cheek, which is absolutely probably going to get him fucking smacked.]

You're sweet, bubale.

[Alright! Putting his wine glass down, fixing his hat and sitting up straight.]

Obviously I want the fuckin' deets. I accept.

[doublesmall]

I'm absolutely not.

[Don't call him sweet, UGH, he's a criminal and definitely not someone who does nice shit!! Chuuya's nose wrinkles, but the good news is he just gets his hand swatted at instead of actually getting hit.]

But if you're ready, then go for it. Tell that thing who you want information on first or it won't work.

[chaoticlootral]

Kind of a crapshoot when I barely know these assorted freaks n' weirdos names, but alright. Guess I'll do this randomized style.

[Opening the clamshell, going to the profiles and closing his eyes while scrolling. Jesus christ.]