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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[duskhound]

[...In the early morning, something seems to have been added to the memorial. Another piece of wood has been placed next to the memorial, but instead of photos, there are simply 5 names written onto it, devoid of context, though if one's lucky they might catch Ellie praying in front of the new addition.

On that note, if one looks carefully, they'll find that somehow Ellie seems to have acquired some suspicious injuries that weren't there last night... But wasn't she part of the sleepover?

She'll also be visiting Leo early on in the morning to bring him a gift, though if she can't find him she'll leave it on top of one of the footlockers in the Purple room.]

praying

[darkova]

[Ingway hadn't intended to interrupt her- he was just doing his house inspections. But he sees the injuries at a glance]

Ah, Elle! What happened?

[duskhound]

[It being Ingway makes this a lot easier to explain, actually.]

Well, you know that sword we planted the other day? Apparently I have to prove myself worthy by fighting its previous wielders. I've been fighting one every night, and last night was... Pretty tough.

Well, it was a good experience anyways, though.

[darkova]

Did you know that would be the case when you planted it?

[duskhound]

I didn't, but they did explain it to me when I went to sleep after I planted it. And I mean, after I found out where it was from, I couldn't exactly stop there.

[darkova]

How many more must you fight?

[duskhound]

From what I understand, I fought the most recent wielder last night. They did mention that when they were rebuilding it they had to fight a duplicate of themselves at the end, though.

So... There should just be one more, probably? I'm not exactly sure how to prepare for fighting myself, so I might end up failing at this part, but we'll see how it goes.

[darkova]

You will not have to fight on Thursday then?

[eldritcheyes]

[When Ellie wanders into the Purple dorm, Leo is just finishing getting dressed for the day. He greets the girl with a small but genuine smile.]

Hey, Ellie. What brings you here?

[duskhound]

Good morning, Leo! Actually, I was looking for you. The House gave me a gift for you.

[Naturally, it's still wrapped, because opening other people's presents is rude.]

Aside from that, it's just the usual. I want to learn more of your college cooking skills if there's some free time later, and that's something that I should ask about ahead of time so that I'm not getting in the way or anything.

[eldritcheyes]

Wow, another one? I already got these back from Sands.

[He indicates the ever-present goggles around his neck.]

Wonder what this one is....

[He pulls the ribbon and opens it up, his face breaking into a delighted grin when he sees the familiar yellow camera.]

Oh man, it's my camera! Hopefully all my pics are still there....

[He turns it on and starts flicking through them.]

I can show you some pics of my friends from Libra with this!

[duskhound]

Oh! I would like that, actually.

[Please show me your friends, Leo.]

praying

[iblistriggered]

[Silver heads to the memorial with a watering can and a small bag from the kitchen and he spots Ellie. He pauses, giving her some space to do what she wants to privately before approaching]

Good morning.

Re: praying

[duskhound]

[Depending on how long Silver watches, he'll find that Ellie is mostly focused on the new additions she put in, though particular attention seems to be focused on the section with the name "Caithe" written on it. Still, once Silver approaches, she looks towards him and bows her head slightly.]

Good morning. I hope nobody minds the new additions too much, I was just thinking that the Foundation's probably going to forget they ever lived, so I should probably do something for them, too.

[iblistriggered]

No, of course not. The memorial is for everyone, for whatever they want to put here. [as long as it isn't garbage, nora] ... can I ask who they are?

[duskhound]

Oh, they were a team I wound up transferred to for a month. Hideki Hinata, Caithe, Poe Dameron, Nana Osaki, and Ginevra Weasly... Though everyone called her "Ginny".

Hideki was probably what you would call the "leader" of the team. Well, he was still D-Rank like the rest of us of course, but... He would do things like set up movie nights and little parties so that everyone could get closer to each other.

Caithe was... she was a lot like me, actually. She was way better with words, though. She was really good at figuring out secrets, and was always trying to do the right thing, but she was also the secretive type, so we often wouldn't hear about it until after she did something.

Poe was the reckless type. He was a genius when it came to driving or piloting things, but he tended to jump into things without thinking and get everyone into trouble.

Nana... Well, she called herself a sadist, actually. Still, she was good at taking care of people, even though she had a lot of trouble depending on other people.

And Ginny... Ginny was feisty. Nothing could scare her, and she would always stand up for what she believed in. She was even running a blog about the Site, if I recall. Limited to the Foundation, of course.

It was a good team. Still, none of them were a good fit for the Foundation as it is now.

[iblistriggered]

[Silver listens to her talking about the team with a small smile]

Sounds like it was a good team. Are they... all gone?

[duskhound]

[Ellie takes a moment before nodding.]

They really weren't suited for the Foundation as it is now. Eventually the higher-ups concluded that they were a high flight risk, that they were already planning an escape. Rather than risking a containment breach by watching and waiting, they concluded that it was best to have them terminated.

To be honest, I still don't know how true that story was. It's true that they didn't get along with the higher-ups at all, though. They were outspoken and would stand up for what's right no matter what their superiors said, after all.

[And as we all know, that's still not treated as a good thing in the Foundation.]

[iblistriggered]

[a sigh]

So unfortunate. Maybe if the Foundation stopped to look at what made people feel like running away, instead of just terminating every little bit of dissent...

[he touches Ginny's name on the block]

I read about her, a little. The House gave me one of the books she's in. .... I think I would have liked her. I'm sorry you lost them, Ellie.

praying memorial mantis

[houndumb]

Hah... Did we have that many dead people yesterday??

[Nora's just peeking over her and kind of looming semi-accidentally, because Ellie is tiny and he is a tall-ass dog, blinking at the list of names. Who the hell are these people. Why are they here. Why can't he leave a poor girl to her mourning meditations. These are the questions we ask ourselves on this fine day.

Eventually he stops squinting at the memorial and starts squinting at her.....]

... Did Dazai have ya punching Prinnies or something? What's your deal.

[Considering yesterday with the dance, it's obvious he's not 100% serious but also. Ellie water you doing these days.]

[duskhound]

[The new addition is marked with the names "Hinata", "Caithe", "Poe", "Nana", and "Ginny", so... Definitely not people that were here. ]

Ah... These aren't people that died here, at least. They died in the Foundation, but I'm pretty sure they were redacted out after the fact.

[It does take her a minute to understand what he means by the punching prinnies thing, but she eventually pieces it together, and...]

...Oh, the injuries? It's apparently some thing I need to do to use that sword? "Only if you defeat the previous wielders in some weird soul battle kind of thing can you truly use the sword", it's that kind of thing.

[houndumb]

Eh, how'm I supposed to know, they could be Prinnies or have hands in the basement or something, I don't get this freakin' House at all.

[Nora's pretty flippant about it, anyway, but he crouches after a moment to peer at the list of names. Nope, not agents he recognizes or wants to beat up so definitely these aren't really much of his concern at all. There's a tilt of the head.]

Guess they wouldn't be redacted if they were here, though, the whole Foundation would see it.

[Does that mean they wouldn't be redacted, or something more ominous? Who knows. He's definitely more interested in the sword at this point.]

... Wait, wait, wait, so you get to fight weird soul battles while being stuck in this place? That's totally unfair.

[duskhound]

...If it's any comfort, most of the weird soul battles consist mostly of talking and then a short fight after?

[houndumb]

That ain't anything at all, call 'em like soul half-battles then or something??

[Wow, getting his hopes up for some real exercise only to shoot them down...... truly Ellie is a merciless mole-slash-Dazai-lackey-slash-something-or-other. Who knows what she is at this point, Nora really and definitely doesn't, but at the moment she is A. Rude and B. Unfairly in possession of nice weaponry.]

Ughh, at this rate I'll even take soul half-battles, I'm going to either explode or turn into a jelly demon by the time we're done here if I gotta stay stuck in this house any longer!!

[There's angry fidgeting going on next to her and basically Nora trying to kick the ground while crouching which is completely useless.]

[duskhound]

...Okay, how about this? If things work out, I'll probably need some practice using the new weapon anyways, so if we're both still alive on Monday, how about we have a spar?

[She is giving you an opportunity to beat her up, Nora.]