Week 4

[foundationmods]

It finally happened. Someone murdered, and was punished for it. After a particularly grueling trial, one much worse than the games ever were, everyone definitely needed the rest of the weekend to rest up. But now it is Monday once more, and that means it is time to get back to 'work'.

The cameras have moved again, and the contestants will need to be careful where they say what until their new locations have been revealed. In addition to that, the house itself seems to have changed, with its usual colorful appearance suddenly a bit more grey. Even the weather seems to be gloomy, with those storm clouds from last week starting to overcast the area, threatening to drop rain.

Seventeen contestants remain in this game of death. How many more will fall before the game is over? And how many more will be driven to murder?


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[scarsnstripes]

[Atsushi inhales sharply at that, bicolored eyes going wide.

It was a lie. He knew that. Inaba had told him, but—

He missed home like a constant ache, especially this week. This week, of all weeks. Atsushi wraps his arms around himself, and some might notice the tips of his fingers look too sharp. Claws.]

...That’s too cruel.

[He looks about ready to cry for a moment before he shakes his head, expression growing determined. That was the point, wasn’t it?]

The Foundation really is too cruel.

[iblistriggered]

... this is the only motive I've given a crap about so far... But haha.... it's just more lies, probably.

[scarsnstripes]

It’s a lie. That doesn’t mean it’s not painful though.

[He offers Silver a small, sad smile, looking a little bit on the strained side.]

Life would be so much easier back home.

[iblistriggered]

Even though I was unstuck in time back home, I still... at least felt like I belonged there. I thought I could change things in this world, maybe, but that was stupid, too. [he sighs] Not that I could kill someone and get away with it anyway.

[scarsnstripes]

I... The Agency was the first and only place I ever felt like I belonged.

[Atsushi droops a little. He'd started to feel safe, in Yokohama. Like he finally had a place in the world that would always accept him.

And now...]

....I miss it. But the Agency is all about protecting people, not killing them. That's my job. I can't give that up here.

[iblistriggered]

I want to protect people, too. [he sighs, quills drooping] Secure. Contain. Protect. It sure doesn't feel like we do much of any of that except contain. The Foundation likes to think they're so much better than those other guys, the Global Occult Coalition or whatever... but they're just as bad.

[overconfidant]

[Akira sees the claws but there's no hesitation when he lays a hand on Atsushi's arm.]

No kidding. This is really shitty to dangle in front of the people that want to go back.

You going to be okay?

[scarsnstripes]

[He starts a bit, and if those claws dig a little into the fabric of Atsushi's shirtsleeve, well--

It's fine. He won't let those claws anywhere near Akira.]

....I... I wasn't like this, back home. I had control back home.

[overconfidant]

[Akira isn't really concerned about the claws, Atsushi. In fact, he moves his hand down Atsushi's arm to rest gently over one of those clawed hands.]

I don't think where you are is the deciding factor here. Though I'm guessing how the Foundation handles you hasn't helped.

But it isn't your fursona I'm worried about here. You seem pretty upset. I'm concerned for you.

[scarsnstripes]

[His grip tightens on his arm, as if to keep those claws away from Akira. He doesn't want to hurt him.]

Fursona...?

[He tilts his head. It's not a word he's familiar with, but... it sounded kind of like--] Are you talking about the tiger?

[That's what it sounded like. The odd use of the word has pulled him out of his headspace just a little, at the very least.]

Of course I'm going to be upset. They're lying about something so...

[...Something he wanted desperately. Freedom, having control again... All the people he missed.]

[overconfidant]

You can Google it when we get out. [Akira, that's mean.] But yeah, the tiger. Which doesn't matter right now.

Not that the claws aren't kind of hot but that's neither here nor there.

[Akira you can't just-!]

And I'm not saying you don't have plenty of reason to be upset. I just want to make sure you get through this okay. That's what friends do, right?

[dereban]

[ oh, Inaba definitely sees that, and that's enough to worry her that she places a hand on his shoulder, if he'll allow her to. ]

We'll find another way, Atsushi. I promise.

[ it's not a guarantee, and she knows words aren't enough. there's no way that they possibly could be. but she wants to reassure him or at least try. ]

[scarsnstripes]

...We've got to.

[Had to. He couldn't imagine never seeing Yokohama again. Didn't want to.]

...I know they're lying, don't worry Inaba-chan.

[He offers her a small attempt at a reassuring smile that doesn't reach his eyes. It's about all he can manage right now.]

[dereban]

I'm always going to worry, Atsushi.

[ because that smile does not reassure at all.

but her words are gentle and her smile is warm. ]

[scarsnstripes]

You shouldn't.

[Or maybe she should. This week, of all weeks... he could hurt any of them.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Karen joins in on the Atsushi-touching, wordlessly setting a hand on his other shoulder.]

[scarsnstripes]

[And he'll be silent, just leaning a little into that hand in a silent desperation for some sort of stability.

Because that's what this motive was.]

[houndumb]

[Glancing over briefly, or rather side-eyeing like he is with several other people, but there's like a small catpile there so he'll leave them to it.]

[scarsnstripes]

[Wow Nora don't you trust him?]

[houndumb]

[UNSURE BECAUSE HE'S A WEENIE]

[scarsnstripes]

[Wow rude, at least he's not fite me 24/7!!!]

[eldritcheyes]

Yeah. I wish I'd seen it a lot sooner.

[They're teammates, but they barely know each other. Still, he feels bad when anyone is hurting, no matter what. Those claws are alarming, but Leo stays calm. He trusts the person attached to them.]

You gonna be okay?

[scarsnstripes]

They've always been that way.

[Atsushi liked Leo, for all he'd admittedly moved out of purple room for his own (anxious) reasons. He wanted to get to know him better, but...

He hated that he had to see him like this. Threadbare control and a mess of emotions.]

I'll be okay. I know it's a lie.

[eldritcheyes]

People keep saying I'm naive, so I'm not surprised I bought into the Foundation's crap for so long. They really did make me think they wanted to help.

[He rests a hand on Atsushi's shoulder.]

At least here you have people that're important to you, too. You're not alone.

[scarsnstripes]

I don't think it's naive, exactly. Some of us had to see the worst sides of the Foundation faster than others, is all.

[Atsushi had tried to believe they just wanted to help, too. Even with being locked up, and the drugs...

Until they'd let him murder a bunch of people, on purpose.]