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thefoundation2019-07-14 10:01 pm
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Week 4
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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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?
Navigation | Dazai's PCs | Locations | confessions camera | PC post | IC rules

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Keeping everyone safe was his top priority, and had been since the beginning. Still, he does look nervous and a bit ashamed. He doesn’t want them to think less of him for this.
He might be a monster, but he still hated being looked at like one.]
I’ve been preparing for this, so I have a few plans in place. But it never hurts to be too prepared for this. I don’t want to hurt—
[And then Inaba pulls out the catnip and there sure are cat slitted eyes staring straight at her, nose sniffing the air and—
When the heck did he get a tail??]
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holding it near Atsushi. ]
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Vanitas.
[It’s hissed warningly. Now there’s striped, furry ears to match that tail.]
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[ Moving it to his left hand and then to his right hand to see if he's watching it ]
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[He is most definitely watching.
And reaching out for that bag. He looks very much like a cat eying prey right now.]
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Throw the catnip tea at Akira. Go get it kitty! ]
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[Akira will remember this. You asshole. Just wait, he'll get you back when you least expect it.]
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Also are you really going to complain when you might be pounced by a catboy? ]
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Look, he doesn't know about Atsushi's letter yet, he is not aware that he has permission for catboy.]
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Where is it? Where is it...? He’ll be sniffing all over and nuzzling the places the bag has touched.]
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Fun fact, part of Akira's forward behavior and shamelessness is a way of keeping control of situations. If he's the one being outrageous, other people are in the reactive role. Suddenly catboy in his lap nuzzling him is not a situation he's in control of.
He actually fucking goes pink.
Akira winds his fingers into Atsushi's hair and tugs a little before rubbing behind his ears.]
Atsushi, watch where you touch!
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snaps pic. ]
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For Reasons]
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Aaaah... that feels so—]
Mnnngh... feels good.
[The fur on them is soft beneath Akira’s fingers, like a real cat’s might be. Meanwhile, Things Atsushi never realized: the ears were sensitive. No one’s touched them before, and he’d never had a reason to suspect otherwise. Tigers unfortunately can’t purr, but he leans up into the touch nonetheless, going boneless in Akira’s lap.
Could he stay here? That sounded like a Great Idea.]
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it kind of reminds her of a conversation she had before-
"And for what it's worth? I don't think you're a monster, regardless of what that asshole said."
"I literally turn into a monster, so he was technically right. In a way.
...honestly he was probably right in the other way too."
"...Hey.
You didn't look like a monster to me. Sure, you got out of control? But that doesn't make you a monster. In either way. That fucker-- the Barghest? He might have been controlling someone? But he had a choice to kill someone. Getting out of control is different.
You. You're not a monster, okay? Don't say that... about yourself. If you can tell me that I'm a good person? Then I'm telling you this."
but those thoughts are soon cut off as she sees his eyes staring directly at her and the fact that he has a tail and--
okay yeah let's slowly lean the catnip closer to Atsushi. ]
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He’s moving forward, his gaze intense.]
You shouldn’t wave that around right now.
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[ she's trying so damn hard to hide her keen interest in the fact that there are now ears and that's honestly really cute, but no.
just slowly pulling the catnip closer to her as he moves forward here. . . ]
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He’s inching closer, gaze intense as it locks onto that hand holding the catnip.]
Because I can’t make any promises about my self control today.
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[ she sounds entirely serious as she just puts the catnip on her lap with clear intent. she also has the valerian root on there too, so she's not helping matters much at all. sorry, Atsushi. ]
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[ oh no
The tail is back
Can...can she touch it again.... ]
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His tail twitches a little curiously as he listens to Azura trail off.]
Honestly Azura-san, I was hoping you’d be one of my backup plans, since you’ve calmed the tiger with your song before. I don’t trust the Foundation to make me staying indoors easy.
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if only she got to see the ears she would die a contented woman ]
Certainly. [ pet pet pet ] Ah, er, I'll stick close tomorrow night in case you would like my assistance, so do not fret...
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[Sounds more like he's talking about a misbehaving housecat because eh, even if Cerberus got shrunk he still has no qualms about tiger wrestling because he's an idiot. And yes, he also smells that catnip and it's pretty obvious what's going on here.
There's a snort and then he's going to rifle around to see if they have a laser pointer on hand.]
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It’s not like i get a choice in the matter. But you’ll be here if anything happens, right?
[He won’t beg but... he trusts Nora on this, at least.]
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> dignity
Pick one.
Anyway I don't know why you expected Nora to take this seriously, but he's just yawning and still rummaging around a bit. This is going to end well.]
I'm fuckin' stuck in this house same as the rest of you, I might as well get some real fighting in before I rust just sittin' around playing stupid math games. [seriously why math] You're seriously goin' with Dazai as your Plan A??
[He judgin'.]