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thefoundation2019-07-14 10:01 pm
foundationmods) wrote in 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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[He just really needed to see it with his own eyes okay?? He rubs one eye and keeps looking, kind of like he can’t quite look away.]
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When this is done do not say anything about the souls to anyone until we are somewhere away from microphones and cameras- if the Foundation learns that they no longer have our eternal deaths to hold over our heads who knows what they will do. We must handle this carefully.
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[He cuts himself off abruptly and just looks away, shoulders a little bit hunched. It’s hard to tell if he’s sulking or what, but either way he’s definitely still absorbing the new information.]
Whatever. We’re goin’ to have to tell the others so— so yeah.
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