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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?
Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursdsay
Navigation | Dazai's PCs | Locations | confessions camera | PC post | IC rules
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

FULL MOON END
Then, all together, they start to waddle back to the studio. It's getting late, after all, and even prinnies need to rest.
But as the area clears out for the night, the contestants will be able to see a somewhat-familiar green-haired girl near the edge of the forest. It seems she had been watching the dance along with everyone else. She holds a finger up to her mouth, signaling for the contestants to stay quiet, and then she disappears into the woods.]
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When he speaks, it's solemn...but gentle.]
...May you find rest at the end of your final journey.
[...For a moment, there's...something almost wistful in his eyes, but then he turns around, the blue butterflies that he generates seeming to glow and dance in the light of the moon for a moment before dissolving away themselves.]
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