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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Outside

[prayerwheel]

[ ...oh, Soosh. She sees that look on your face. Azura had been resting on that weird avocado floatie she'd gotten and not making much conversation, but then she sees how anxious he looks and aaaaaaa no?? ]

...Atsushi. May I sing for you? Not my usual song. [ not the magic one. But she has a calming voice and she wants to soothe a little of his anxiety, if she can ]

[scarsnstripes]

[Sorry, Azura. He's always jittery the day before and day after, and his fears this time around aren't really helping. He peers at her from across the water, sunk beneath the surface up to his nose before he rises up just enough to speak.]

Ah... It's fine, Azura-san. You shouldn't trouble yourself over me, I'm fine, really....

[prayerwheel]

It's no trouble for me at all, truly. I'm a songstress by more than trade.

[ she loves singing so!! Be quiet and accept some kindness, gosh soosh ]

[scarsnstripes]

You really don't have to...

[Sorry, Azura, he's always shy about people doing things like this for him.]

But... if it's really no trouble... Your voice is very beautiful.

[prayerwheel]

It's not. And thank you.

[ she thinks for a minute ]

Let's see...I know a song that might be fitting.

[ it's about a tiger

a metaphorical one but a tiger nonetheless ]

Wade in the rising water
Walk in the sinking sand
Crawl through the shadow valley
To try to understand

I climbed a Jacob's ladder
I fell down holy stairs
I found Siddharta's temple
No answer anywhere

[ it's a peaceful song indeed

but when she comes to it she's absolutely changing the chorus's lyrics because let's not discuss tigers eating children right now ]