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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Comments

[prayerwheel]

...what would you like for the dress?

[ she's assuming he means a normal trade and not a Ridiculous Trade but ]

[darkremnants]

Anything in my size or something sharp.

[ :D ]

[prayerwheel]

Shall I give you the garden trowel I received last week, then?

[ said wryly ]

[darkremnants]

I already got one of those.

[ this place really wants them to garden ]

You could owe me.

[prayerwheel]

I'm not sure I like the idea of owing you something.

[darkremnants]

Won't know unless you try.

[prayerwheel]

[ she takes a good couple moments to think about this. Hmmm.]

As long as it's not something life-threatening...very well.

[darkremnants]

Do weapons count as life-threatening?

[prayerwheel]

If they're capable of threatening a life, yes.

[ said in the driest tone she can muster ]

[darkremnants]

That's no fun. How about nothing that threatens your life?

[prayerwheel]

Mine, specifically?

[darkremnants]

Yup, yours specifically.

[prayerwheel]

How could I possibly hold you to that?

[ eyebrow raise ]