Week 4

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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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[darkremnants]

[ hmm ]

They are my emotions in physical form. They are linked to me.

1/2

[houndumb]

... Hah??

[THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE VANITAS. Excuse dog while he processes this information... buffering........]

2/2

[houndumb]

HAH???

[darkremnants]

My emotions. I can give them physical form.

[houndumb]

Ya didn't need to repeat it! I heard you the first time!!

[He just. Took several very long moments to register and also go back through all the times he sparred with the things and also cronched them. THERE ARE SO MANY UNSURE FACES IN HIS LIFE RIGHT NOW. Squinting.]

Why. What's the point of havin' your emotions running around getting into things??

[And petting zoos. That too.]

[darkremnants]

I left it to babysit in case the tiger makes an appearance.

[ if emotion gets chomped or slashed, he'll know. ]

[houndumb]

That ain't the point????

[?!?!?!??]

[darkremnants]

Do you mean now or all those times before?

[houndumb]

Like, every time?? What the hell? Ain't it kind of a pain in the ass busting your emotions out every time or are you seriously pullin' my leg here.

Also, Cerberus ATE THOSE.

[THERE ARE CONCERNS OF SOME KIND.]

[darkremnants]

Relax, it all flowed back to me every time you killed one.

[ So no feelings in your belly or anything ]

It's a bigger pain keeping them all in.

[houndumb]

Huh. So it is kinda like familiars, but emotions... and stuff...

[He is still UNSURE about this because he doesn't know what the heck else is different but hm. Thinking. Processing. Buffering some more.......]

Hang on, what does that mean, keeping 'em in. You're not goin' to say you're actually a whole sack filled with darkness things sealed in a human-shaped seal, right.