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thefoundation2019-07-08 01:33 am
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Week 3 Mingle
The last week has brought the first spilled blood. Three of the contestants are gone, with the promise of more to fall soon. The atmosphere around the house will start to get heavy around Wednesday, which is when the first game of the week is. It's almost like the house knows something is up...
The conspiracy is beginning to unravel. Dazai isn't Dazai, and the cracks are forming in his act. But that act must be held up, or the Foundation will be brought in to take control of the game. Now everyone must play the part and act like everything is normal, at least on camera. That stress of always performing is bound to make someone crack eventually.
Once again, the cameras and microphones change. The contestants will have to search out new spots for their secret conversations. Even one wrong step, one wrong word, and it's all over for this group. Everyone is watching, and they need to play their roles.
They better keep an eye out too, because storm clouds are starting to loom over the area, both figuratively and literally.
Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursdsay
Navigation | Dazai's PCs | Locations | confessions camera | PC post | IC rules
The conspiracy is beginning to unravel. Dazai isn't Dazai, and the cracks are forming in his act. But that act must be held up, or the Foundation will be brought in to take control of the game. Now everyone must play the part and act like everything is normal, at least on camera. That stress of always performing is bound to make someone crack eventually.
Once again, the cameras and microphones change. The contestants will have to search out new spots for their secret conversations. Even one wrong step, one wrong word, and it's all over for this group. Everyone is watching, and they need to play their roles.
They better keep an eye out too, because storm clouds are starting to loom over the area, both figuratively and literally.
Navigation | Dazai's PCs | Locations | confessions camera | PC post | IC rules

Tuesday
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Karen will observe it for a while.]
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oda walks up to it, curious. ]
Need something?
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hellvolcano curry, but the other one smells mild and sweet.And then there's coffee. And more coffee. Also, by the way, more coffee. There are several full thermoses and a couple of pots being kept warm. Despite all of that, Akira is still making more, standing patiently over the equipment and pouring with a steady hand.
Making coffee is calming, okay?
He's still wearing that belled collar, too. People might find him just a little easier to bond with. (Akira, why is a Pokemon item functioning for you? Are you secretly a Purrloin?)
He also spends some time laying on a bean bag in the rec room. He's dragged it over to a patch of sunlight from one of the windows and now he's just sprawled on it.]
kitchen
[ She's not surprised in the slightest bit but. ]
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rec room
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There are so many coffee lovers here. [ Said fondly. ]
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How much are you even making?
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Still, Sandalphon does pause at the kitchen entrance before gravitating to where the coffee is set out, sparing a glance at Akira's brewing technique before picking up a thermos and uncapping it to inspect the contents.]
What kind of beans are you using?
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That's a lot of coffee, bro.]
Been busy, Akira-san?
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I know you're oftentimes like a cat, but that's taking it a bit far...
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Rec Room
She wanders over, bending to peer at him as he lays there.]
Is that actually comfortable?
[Looks kind of lumpy to her, but hey.]
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[Today -
...wait, where did Moriarty get the whiteboard on wheels from? And why is he pushing it outside??
He's also dressed in his original clothes, though he's (comparatively) stripped down to just his white shirt and dress pants, opting to leave the vest and topcoat inside.
After making sure - through some quick calculated mutterings to himself - that the camera nearby has a clear view of the board, he stands near the board, giving a wide smile as he uncaps a dry-erase marker.]
...Good Morning! I am Professor James Moriarty, and I will be walking you through the Binomial Theorem. Now, for those of you already familiar with the subject, merely treat this as a refresher. For those wholly unfamiliar, listen well!
Now -
[And he launches into a lecture, but -
It's actually quite entertaining, and he does a good job of keeping people's interests while also making it easy for even those bad at math to keep up, bringing all of his theatrical manners to the front. He doesn't seem to mind if any of the other housemates come to see, either - only giving them a casual reminder to step out of the way if they're blocking the camera.
The most noticeable thing is that he's a damned good teacher, and he seems to actually be enjoying himself as he goes along, marker squeaking and an expression of content joy on his face.
After half an hour, however, he finally claps back on the top to the marker, pressing it down on the shelf of the whiteboard with a thud.]
-And that's all the time we have for today! I suppose I cannot assign homework, but...do at least attempt an equation or two based on the theorem we discussed today! If you're still struggling with the concept, there should be plenty of videos and papers discussing it on the internet to help you.
...Of course, if you have no head for numbers, I thank you for sticking around regardless.
Class Dismissed!
[And just as easily as he brought it out, he starts pushing it back inside.
What the heck was that??? Maybe you could ask him - or at least wonder where he's going to put the fucking whiteboard.]
B. oh god grandpa's got a gun
[If anyone's paying attention, they might feel the air in the area as a little...more dangerous. Are the shadows darker, or the temperature...colder?
It's almost like you're being...stalked....
And then, when your attention is at it's lowest - a mere glance away, a blink - suddenly Moriarty will swoop in from nowhere, a Nerf gun in his hands.]
Farewell, my unfortunate victim!! Wahahahahahah!
[And with a pull of the trigger-!!
A bunch of yellow foam balls pelt you, as Moriarty cackles, and then runs away as quickly as a shot, laughter trailing after him.
Pursue this chortling grandpa?? Yell at him for doing that? Gather the balls for revenge? It's up to you!]
C. Wildcard!
[You want to do something that doesn't require either prompt? Feel free!]
lesson time
He follows along after, seeing where he goes]
You seemed to be having fun.
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[ Although she is definitely curious as to why he's doing this in the first place.
There has to be an ulterior motive here, right? ]
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Partly because before Moriarty even finishes shooting, his student has whipped out a water pistol and spun to return fire.
...he's actually really glad he got this, it gives him something gun-shaped to grab when ambushed that isn't the actual gun. Reflexes, man.]
Who are you calling a victim?!
[Despite the offended tone, he's grinning fiercely.]
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so once that’s done, he walks up to him, casually. ]
I wish I could find a tutor with your capabilities back at home. The kids really needed help in math.
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screams?!
But she is absolutely picking up those foam balls and giving chase!]
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GUN!
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mod ping for prompt 2
If watched it's not only his Alchemy Stuff but any other chemicals in the House he can find. By evening it's clear he turning the garage into his own personal lab.
Though once evening does roll around Ingway seems to go into hiding- but a very distressed Prinny comes out of the garage and waddles towards the studio.
It's spy time]
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Sometime around the evening, Alcor can be found outside in the backyward using the grill. He usually cooks inside, but trying to grill in the house would just lead to carbon monoxide poisoning and potentially fire. Either way, there's a distinct sweet smell in the air, and to his right are several skewers of already completed mitrashi dango. Also seated on one of the deck chairs is a plushie of a Cerberus, posed like it's watching all the cooking festivities.
And late at night Alcor can be found at the garden poking the various plants. ]
Receiving the same nourishment, sunlight, and care some still grow taller than the rest...
her, ig
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backyard grill o'clock (▽・ェ・▽ノ”)
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Grill
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[ Uhhhh some time early Tuesday morning, there's a mournful wailing coming from somewhere outside. Anyone who's heard her sing can recognize that it's Azura. ]
Oh, death
Won't you spare me over til another year?
Well, what is this that I can't see
With ice cold hands taking hold of me?
When God is gone, and the Devil takes hold
who'll have mercy on your soul?
My name is Death
And the end is here
[ Ah what a nice cheerful song. But she's not anywhere to be seen........on a casual glance.
>Follow the sound of this overly dramatic folk song? ]
Hallways
[ Later in the day, Azura's walking around with a box of the items she received. Mostly clothes, a few weapons...she's keeping the sword just in case, but she really wants to get rid of this gun. If she sees anyone having gotten clothes, particularly any boys that have gotten girly clothes, she'll flag them down. ]
Pardon. I received some very masculine clothes that I don't care to wear. Would you like them? [ or would you like to trade, in the case of boys with girl clothes ]
for Vanitas
[ Later after that, Azura finds the Buttlord himself and plops a regain box into his hands.
And then.
Starts walking away without a word.
God she really doesn't want to talk to him....................... ]
you rang
<3
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clothes time
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wildcard - hallway prompt but not
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He'd finally been slowly getting the hang of it recently, but it's a bit more difficult than it has been, this week. His brows furrow, and sometimes he shifts and twitches, as if he can't quite get comfortable. Eventually he's starting to look frustrated, but he keeps trying anyway.]
[And closer to evening on Tuesday, he can be found in the Kitchen, rummaging about with an odd look on his face. He looks like he's contemplating a puzzle of some sort, or trying to figure out a particularly difficult problem. Maybe he'll talk to someone about it if he trusts them enough to not judge... or maybe if they ask the right way.]
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Re: kitchen
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outside
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more kitchen party
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What in creation...? Who would be mad enough to drink this swill?
[Sometime after that though, he finds himself stepping into the garage to do a little inspection. Although there's plenty of things to see scattered about, he only does a brief walkaround, scanning the surroundings as he goes. After he finishes his circle, he speaks up:]
...Lend us a vehicle.
[And then this thing appears. He just takes a long moment to deadeye it before places a foot on it and sends it skidding out the garage door.
With those shenanigans done, he brings a thermos up with him to the roof and spends the rest of the day there. He seems to alternate between staring up at the clear blue sky and gazing at the picture in his hand, lost in thought all the while.]
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kitchen bc we need at least one coffee thread before we both die
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Roof... sort of
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