Upon greater interaction with the item in question (and also, rooms with the lights turned off, so these problems are probably inherent to the “darkness” code and not unique to the specific item):
You’re not supposed to be able to see. However, when people in the same room as you talk, you see their display name. This makes it harder for people who might be relying on darkness to make up for their lack of disguise skill, for instance. Sure, the player could just pretend that they didn’t see the display name so as not to meta, but some might think that maybe the game showing them the char’s display name is a sign that their character can see the other person’s faint outline if they squint, or something.
It also shows you messaging for people’s poses/socials/actions, including the display name. Of course I understand that there are logistical gameplay reasons for this because if you couldn’t see characters’ actions in the dark, you would know if they’re doing anything.
Here’s what it generally looks like. Imagine your character is wearing an item that makes you unable to see anything.
A Dark Building
It’s dark and you can’t see anything. The darkness is oppressive.
A shrouded average playa *speaking english, in a fake voice*: Aha, you’ll never know it’s me.
A shrouded average playa reaches a hand up, gripping his mustard poncho at the scruff of his neck, and give it a good hard tug, sliding it off his body in one swift motion.
Joe puts his mustard poncho away.
Joe shrugs, shifts, and relaxes, his posture and demeanor now completely different as he stops presenting himself as a playa and taller.
Joe sneers at you. *speaking english, in a fake voice* “Now tell me who you’re working for or say goodbye to your limbs, baka.”
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I am not quite sure how to address this issue but maybe when it’s dark, you could replace each person’s display name with “a shadowy figure” or even “a shadowy average playa”:
A shadowy average playa *speaking english, in a fake voice*: Aha, you’ll never know it’s me.
A shadowy average playa reaches a hand up, gripping his mustard poncho at the scruff of his neck, and give it a good hard tug, sliding it off his body in one swift motion.
A shadowy average playa puts his mustard poncho away.
A shadowy short fellow shrugs, shifts, and relaxes, his posture and demeanor now completely different as he stops presenting himself as a playa and taller.
A shadowy short fellow sneers at you. *speaking english, in a fake voice* “Now tell me who you’re working for or say goodbye to your limbs, baka.”