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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[iblistriggered]

ORANGE ROOM; Closed to Nora
[At some point, Silver does make it back to his room… and there’s a variety of new stuff on his bed. Including a huge, long box with a purple bow. There’s a tag that says “for Giriko”]

Oh… my god. What the heck is in this box….?

LIVING ROOM; OTA
[WELL THAT SURE IS A CORPSE.

Silver ties the box back up as nicely as he can and floats it into the living room. Then he cups his hands around his mouth and just

y e l l s]

GIIIII-RIIIIII-KOOOOOOOOOOO. GET IN THE LIVING ROOM!! NOW!!

[he’s loud enough for the whole house to hear….]

AROUND; Closed to Leo
[after that whole debacle, Silver seeks out Leo]

[resortghosts]

[ A prinny that was walking by is startled so badly it drops the mug it was carrying. ]

Dood!

[iblistriggered]

... Sorry...

If you see Giriko, send her my way?

I have.... something... that..... belongs to her.....???

[resortghosts]

[ It doesn't seem remotely upset, at least.

The black and red prinny looks from Silver... to the box??? Then nods! ]

Okay, dood!

[failsaw]

What the fuck do you want, spikes? [It takes a little bit, but the hollering summons Giriko eventually. She looks annoyed. You interrupted her busy schedule of sleeping by the pool and digging through the kitchen cabinets to see if the House decided to send them booze today.]

[iblistriggered]

[Silver points to the box]

I got something of yours! It's a damn body!! WHY the heck is the house giving you a corpse?!

[failsaw]

What the fuck are you talking about? [Giriko strides over, yanks the ribbon off, and opens the lid of the box.]

... well that's fuckin' useless, isn't it?

[The corpse does look a lot like Giriko, in a "maybe this was her older brother" sort of way.]

[iblistriggered]

Who is this guy?! Why is this a thing?!

[at least he seems more.... flabbergasted and less traumatized???]

[failsaw]

He ain't anybody anymore, obviously. [At least the corpse isn't actually decomposing? It's just. A corpse.]

And why the fuck are you asking me about the bullshit this place gets up to?

[iblistriggered]

That isn't what I meant, and you know it.

[he huffs. But he knows better than to try and argue with her]

Well, usually, the stuff that comes in these white boxes is stuff that belongs to people! Like my Switch, or personal clothes, or whatever...!

[failsaw]

What, you can't see the fuckin' resemblance? [She says, with a little bit of an annoyed grimace as she considers how to pick up the box. She's in great shape now, but her last body was a lot heavier than she is now, a solid wall of muscle, and she's not looking forward to carrying it back to the purple room.]

[eldritcheyes]

[Leo's sitting out by the pool with his feet in the water, just squint-staring into the distance. There will be another game on Wednesday, maybe another murder on Friday. It's hard to get attached to people with that hanging over them. It's hard to find the motivation to do anything. He swears things feel that much darker after last week.]

[iblistriggered]

[Yeah. That's a big mood, Leo. Real big mood.

Silver plops down next to Leo and takes off his boots so he can put his feet in the water]

[eldritcheyes]

... everything's gotten really gloomy. The House, the weather, most of us. It sucks.

[iblistriggered]

Yeah.... I was talking to Ingway, earlier. I think the House is unhappy because we're unhappy. [he looks up at the sky] ... Doesn't explain the weather, though.

[eldritcheyes]

The only way we're gonna be happy is if we get out of here. It'd be nice if the House could help us with that, but maybe the Foundation has it contained enough that it can't.

[Leo sighs.]

Silver, did you notice any weird spots in the House? Like a place that feels different, or maybe a spot where you're more aware that it's alive?

[iblistriggered]

Yeah... I don't think it can help us, or it would have already. It seems like a nice house.

[it messes up their requests sometimes, but he can tell it tries its best]

Huh? ... No... Not really. But I don't really have a good sense for things like that.

[eldritcheyes]

I think I'm gonna go around one more time with the Eyes active, see what I find. I wasn't doing it as much because I didn't want to accidentally look at anybody, but at this point that's less important than finding out whatever we can.

orange room rumble

[houndumb]

[Well, here's Nora, with his own set of things. There's literally three shotguns leaning by his desk now, who got the bright idea to give the dog this many guns. Anyway, he's already side-eyeing Silver's box like.]

Knowin' the nametag, nothing good. What the fuck......

[A beat.]

Want me to open it??

[He probably just really wants to open the box.]

[iblistriggered]

What the heck could she have that's so big?

[Silver peeks at the box, frowning]

I mean... I'm super curious... just don't mess with the ribbon too much, so she won't know we peeked.

[houndumb]

Knowin' her it's a different fuckin' chainsaw form somehow. Maybe there's other kinds of chainsaw demons.

[Wild mass guessing commences. Nora's already moving as soon as Silver doesn't voice an outright refusal -- he growls a little as he does his best to shift the ribbon and it ends up a little crooked but at least he didn't totally mess it up.

Either way, there's going to be another shuffle as he cracks the lid and--]

Hey, there's totally somethin' here that big an'--

WHAT THE FUCK.

[houndumb]

[EXCUSE HIM WHILE HE YEETS THE LID AND THEN LEAPS FORWARD TO PUNCH THE BOX--

Or rather what's in it. Because that's definitely a whole body he just half-yeeted out of its container with the force of his fist..............]

HAH???

[iblistriggered]

[?!?!?!? why the yelling?? AND THE PUNCHING???]

Nora!! What are you DOING? What's-- AHHH!!!

[guess who just floated over to peek over Nora's shoulder]

WHY IS THERE A DEAD BODY IN HERE?!

[houndumb]

[We've already established that half his emotions come out as anger and the other half as punching, and sometimes both at the same time so really the percentages are fucky all around. Nora's growling a little as he glowers at the half-flopped corpse, tapping it again suspiciously with his fist even as Silver screams--

Okay no, he tries investigating but having a hedgehog screaming in his poor dog ears is not his idea of a good time.]

Fuckin' hell, can ya go scream a little farther away?? Like maybe over there?? I gotta make sure this stupid thing ain't something that's going to rise up and eat us!

[That's probably just him trying to get Silver to move but also. Also!]

[iblistriggered]

Sorry!! Sorry....

[Though Silver isn't actually going over there. He's holding on to Nora's shoulder and peeking]

Who... is this guy?