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

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[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?

[chaoticlootral]

You've always been an NPC!

[or, at least over the course of the game. Not at all phased by a little portal-play, jauntily following. Apparently not gonna explain Patrick Swayze.]

You answer questions, you don't have to play by the same rules, you move the plot along. All tracks to me.

[doublesmall]

[Damn, excuse him while he has like. Five to ten seconds of quiet crisis over whether that actually is all his deal is currently?

Oh shit he even mostly chills in one location for people to bother him oh goddamnit-]

I- yeah. Yeah, I guess?

[Hm. Bad. He's gonna ignore that now in favor of checking out the hot dog kiosk once they reach it, going over its contents with a hum. Also setting the cookies aside because you bet he brought those.]

...It's been a while since I had these, actually. Pretty good choice.

[chaoticlootral]

[Have your existential crisis later, Chuuya, there's mystery meat to be had. Taako is dressing his up very carefully. It's like the most artful use of ketchup ever conceived. Then just wolfing it down inelegantly, talking with his mouth full.]

I fuckin' know right! Listen, I'll bash on Domino's or shitass subway all day, but there's nothing wrong with some good old fashioned street meat.

[doublesmall]

[-okay, he has to laugh a little at 'street meat'? God.]

Not going to lie, I didn't think this would be your sort of thing.

[He's loading his own up, but also carefully, adding a little bit of basically everything and then doing his best to take a bite without endangering his shirt.]

[chaoticlootral]

You think I'm all refined and shit?

[Taako seems to love that, even as he starts just throwing shit on a second hot dog since he's already finished the first one.]

I grew up on the street, you know. Hasn't been all silver spoons for cha' boy.

[doublesmall]

Makes you more appreciative of the finer things though, right?

[Casually, between hot dog bites. He's like halfway through but working on a new one anyway.]

'Expensive' can be an acquired taste.

[chaoticlootral]

Sure, sure. Also know how to fake real expensive stuff so you can sell it later.

[Finding somewhere to sit down, taking his time with the second one.]

[doublesmall]

I like the way you think.

[Of course he does, counterfeits are part of his job... Chuuya joins him, technically, except he's not sitting on anything at all. He's sitting on air, floating so they're at the same height, since Taako is a full head taller than him and by god he will cheat to make up for it.]

Are you in a similar kind of business, or more of an opportunist?

[chaoticlootral]

[weird flex but okay.]

Oh, not anymore really. I'm an adventurer now. Or was? Not sure how that ended up, considering I'm here, all my friends are probably dead, and I will also probably die.

[doublesmall]

[Let him live, what is the Point of powers if you don't use them for dumb things.]

So is being here more of a 'timely rescue' scenario, in that case, or a 'dragged off from important business' sort of thing...?