DOXXER: TAAKO

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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

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WEEK TWO

[doublesmall]

CHOICE

[doublesmall]

[On one of the office tables, there is a sparkling purple piece of plastic shaped like a dick. It's translucent, and holds a Magic 8-Ball die within.

It looks like this is your tool.

Comment here when your character has decided who they're checking and how they will use the provided item.]

[chaoticlootral]

Nikkari! Seems to get around. Might have something interesting?

[He's just doing hand stuff again. He saw what it did last time.]

[doublesmall]

[Hand stuff will work! After some jacking off of the Magic Dick, it does the same thing it did last time: fluid erupts from the tip, and the splatter forms the shape of words:]

NIKKARI'S Purchase History: -̶͍̌-̷̠̔-̸̗͌-̷̣͝-̸̈́ͅ-̵̞͠, Clue Voucher, Fuzzy Handcuffs, -̶͍̌-̷̠̔-̸̗͌-̷̣͝-̸̈́ͅ-̵̞͠, Ball Gag, Antidote

Remaining Balance: -̶͍̌-̷̠̔-̸̗͌-̷̣͝-̸̈́ͅ-̵̞͠

[chaoticlootral]

Uh-- What the hell? It's censored. Chuuya, fix it.

[doublesmall]

Can't.

[Big shrug!]

You didn't run into this last week because you only had Wei Wuxian's balance to get, but this is going to be the deal when you have more to work with. Right now, you're lacking in power to get the rest of it.

[chaoticlootral]

You don't have to rub my face in it.

[Still irritated, wiping his hand off on . . . whatever is around. He'll wash his pants later.]

And how do I get more power? Is that also sex. Is this all just a way to tell me I'm not having enough sex. It's kind of tiring you know, I'm not like, not putting in effort.

[doublesmall]

It's -̶͍̌-̷̠̔-̸̗͌-̷̣͝-̸̈́ͅ-̵̞͠--

[He stops short, there, rubbing at his face with a frustrated little huff.]

Fuck. I can't tell you exactly how, it's against my guidelines-- that's something you're going to have to find out, but this isn't all just trying to shove you into fucking people. Even if this place does do a lot of that.

[chaoticlootral]

By just guessing randomly? No further instructions? Not even a tiny hint?

[He knows the answer is gonna be like, definitely no, but he still just wants to whine about it.]

Should I start being bad. I do feel like I obey the rules a little too much.

[doublesmall]

Not right now, no. I can't give you any more than that.

[The whining is valid, at least... god.]

Definitely do not start being bad when it comes to these rules. Go try and break into shit, do other stuff around here, I don't really care-- but whatever happens if you break your role guidelines, there's not gonna be anything I can do to step in.

[chaoticlootral]

Fine, fine fine fine. I'll be good. I'll control myself.

[Holding his hands up, like he's been accused of a crime.]

Apart from, y'know. In bed. [Rimshot.] Anyway, I think you should take me for something to eat. I'm tired of doing all the heavy cooking lifting around here.

[doublesmall]

Hey, what goes on in bed is completely up to you. I'm not gonna judge.

[Like he really can judge, anyway, because I forgot to mention he is not even bothering to hide marks on his neck in varied states of healing. Thanks, I hate it.]

Found anything you like so far? We'll get your favorite.

[chaoticlootral]

I want a hot dog.

[Taako has no marks, because he makes everyone who bangs him agree to certain Rules, and that includes not being a fucking weirdo. Also, does Chuuya know it's, in fact, much more horny to like, take Taako on a date and not actually fuck him? It's way hornier, my dude. Holding out his hand to be held like he is the princess at this ball.]

[doublesmall]

Hot dog it is.

[Bold of you to assume he's ever been on a date that didn't end in killing the other person, so no, he has absolutely no idea. At least he knows how this is supposed to go minus the whole 'escorting a target' part, so he reaches out to take that hand-

And then he just stops short.]

-Hey, have you touched anyone else this week, because the host gig apparently does not make us immune to the random bullshit that goes on.

[Wrinkling his nose in distaste... it sucks.

But he'll pull out a handkerchief or something from the depths of his stupid overcoat, taking hold of one end and offering the other to Taako.]

[chaoticlootral]

[IMMEDIATELY SNATCHING HIS HANDS BACK because he legitimately forgot.]

Oh yeah! Shit! That's why I banged Patrick Swayze. [What.] But seriously, the NPCs too? Shit sucks.

[Taking the other end of the handkerchief though, as if that isn't forty times hornier. Please just fuck? Idiots.]

[doublesmall]

Yeah, we got hit with it last week too. At least nobody was asking us to strip in public...

[He's heading onward towards the door, which opens at a snap of his fingers; ahead of them is the second basement level, because NPC powers are handy that way.]

Who the fuck is Patrick Swayze, though-- and why am I an NPC now?

TALK TO CHUUYA

[doublesmall]

[Good morning, Chuuya's here just like he always is, but he's kind of draped sideways across the chair this time. He's comfortable, sue him.]

You know how it works this time, so-- let me know if you have any new questions.

[but also.]

Didn't happen to bring more of those cookies, did you?

[chaoticlootral]

[ Hm! He may have. but. ]

What do I get for them?

[doublesmall]

Keeping in mind that I do have guidelines on what I'm supposed to be able to trade you shit for... just what were you considering bribing me for, exactly.

[He raises a brow, there, head slightly tilted.]

[chaoticlootral]

Well-- I don't know? What can you give me? A hint? A fun little item? An IOU to be turned in later? They're like, real dope cookies this time. There's extra butter.

[doublesmall]

I think pretty much all of those fall under shit you have to actually work for, sorry.

[He's thinking, though, because they're very good cookies...]

Hm. How's this for cookie bribery-- we'll go do whatever you want on this boat? Entirely up to you, locked spaces not included.

[chaoticlootral]

What kind of work would that be? I mean, I've got an assumption, you could just confirm that one for me.

[ . . . Fine. Producing the cookies then, holding them out.]

And if you want a date with me that bad, you could just ask.

[doublesmall]

Sex and a favor. Depending on what you want, the favor is easier or more complicated to actually do-- and we might still not be able to offer you what you want, but we'll tell you upfront if that's the case.

[Taking the cookies, because helll yes.]

Would just asking still get you to feed me, though? [Seems like a good enough deal to him.] Consider the cookies as guaranteeing you my time. I've been spending a lot of it in meetings.

[chaoticlootral]

Eh, seems like a rough deal for me. That's a lot of work.

[Sighing out at the thought of having to do all THAT. Favors too? What is this. But he does seem kind of chipper at the idea of being escorted somewhere by a (handsome?) NPC, who likes his cooking.]

Probably not, so, guess you lucked out. Alright, let me think about where I want you to take me while I go jack this thing off.

[doublesmall]

It's work I can't get around making you do if you want items or information, though, so unfortunately we're both stuck with it.

[He likes to think he's not a bad escort, so he looks pleased enough with this too? It absolutely beats hanging around the office.]

Go for it- hopefully it'll be better than last time.