WEEK 4 - VENUS FLYTRAP

[foundationmods]

Another week dawned.

But after the events at the trial, more than a few people would have wanted for time to stop still.

In this game, even unshakable loyalties....could be broken.🗈

If that were the case, then what was stopping even more horrible crimes from happening this thursday night?
And they knew they could do nothing to stop it from happening.

...Still, they had to continue the game, until one or both of the Witches admitted defeat, or the game itself came to a close.

Yet, they also felt as if something might change. Some big reveal felt as if it was just around the corner....but for now, it seemed as if they had to play the waiting game.

No matter how awful that felt.

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Comments

[literalidiotball]

[... Kind of creepy.]

Well, how was I supposed to know that?! Shouldn't there be a sign or something? For every time they change out the flowers?

[....]

Actually, I guess you know more about this place now that you're dead and probably brainwashed and/or demonic, so can I ask you why you keep changing out the flowers every week?

[earnahappyending]

That's rude, esteemed guest. We servants are not brainwashed. It's called employment

[Seriously, guests, being under the mistress' payroll doesn't make her soulless! It has taken a couple weeks, but this is starting to wear her down]

My mistress likes change. Surprising her constantly with new flowers is one of our ways to keep her pleased. [She smiles] Would you like any specific kind of flower, perhaps?

[literalidiotball]

Well, sorry! I forgot you see things weirdly. 'Coz of the "employment?" [Wheatley attempts airquotes. It sort of looks like he's doing a neko gesture with both of his hands.]

Hm... I dunno how well you guys can take requests, but it would be really nice to have another one of those... Remedial herbs? Like the one from two weeks ago? What was the name of that one?

[earnahappyending]

...do any of you guests have jobs back at home?

[To her it sure is starting to seem like they don't]

Mugwort, perhaps? We did use to have mugwort as the central topic a couple weeks ago.

[literalidiotball]

Well, yes. A lot of us do. We're all from the Foundation- Very important work over there, protecting people from... Supernatural stuff that could kill everyone in the world.

[Whelp.]

Yeah! Mugwort sounds perfect!

[earnahappyending]

...ah...is that so? Keep up the hard work, sir.

[Supernatural stuff? Really? Well that's...rather hard to believe. Who would have thought turning into a servant in this island gave you zero suspension of disbelief]

Follow me. I'll give you as much mugwort as you want.

[With a wave, she leads Wheatley towards the shed]