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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[darkremnants]

What's that, boy? You want to go into the water?

[ Time to drop him into the hot tub. ]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[There's a shocked yip as he's dumped into the hot tub, along with frantic paddling and attempts to get out, but - he is a short, stubby dog, and he can't manage it.

Which...causes him to start whining pretty loudly and pant, because, you know, summer day in a hot tub with wet fur.]

[darkremnants]

Are you going to keep biting?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[He actually snarls this time, because all he did was nip you originally!! But then goes back to panting and whining.]

[darkremnants]

Is that your final answer?

[overconfidant]

Van.

[darkremnants]

[ Nora and Alcor saves the day. Hello Akira. ]

Relax, I was going to pull him out.

[eldritcheyes]

Vanitas, that's horrible! Get him out of there!

[Though Leo's already moving to help Moridoggo. They had a nice thing going earlier!]

[houndumb]

[Nora perks up at the splash and the Westie-shaped flailing and he glances over and scowls.]

Hey, asshole, you ain't supposed to boil dogs-- ARGH!!

[So he manages to slip into the hot tub while attempting to fish out the dog because fuck his fortune cookie(s) in particular. Cue this except slightly less dramatic and considerably more stupid.]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[HEY Y'ALL EVER WANTED TO HEAR A DOG SCREAM?

BECAUSE THAT IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW

HE'S FLYING IN THE AIR PLEASE CATCH HIM]

[darkremnants]

[ GOOD JOB NORA ]

[visionem]

...what were you saying about swimming before, Nora? [ When did Alcor get here? Anything Moriarty adjacent he's been watching closely so that's probably it. Y'know normally he has more finesse about these things but-

Okay its time for the return of the dr. octopus tentacles which are grabbing both dogs. Moriarty is getting caught and placed down gently. Nora is getting tossed in a friendly matter towards Vanitas + Leo but uh.

He's having some problems with emotions today so just enjoyed a frustrated star chuck he def didn't mean to throw that hard oops... ]

[darkremnants]

[ Vanitas is dodging the dog (Nora). Leo might be the one taking the hit there. ]

I was going to fish him out.

[visionem]

[ Ganba doggo. ]

Of course. [ Star learned sarcasm? ]

[darkremnants]

[ He was. He knows Moriarty is important. ]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[OH THANK GOD. His scream cuts off abruptly as he's caught, and as he's set down, he shakes furiously, trying to get the water out before skulking off to a shady spot to try and calm down, since he can't work the fucking doors anymore.

His ears are pinned back - looking distinctly upset as he pants. THANKS, VANI.]

[darkremnants]

[ yw ]

[visionem]

Hmm... will this help? [ Would you like to be blow dried? Have magical wind for maximum floof dog. ]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[You're the best, Alcor.

Moriarty's fur is blow dried, and while he blinks - wow, it's interesting and feels like wind is going right up his nose - he's quickly dried off to fluffy cuteness once more.

Though he's still venting heat, he doesn;t look so annoyed anymore - and gives a look of thanks towards the star.]

[eldritcheyes]

GAH!

[Leo goes down in a heap with a sodden Nora on top of him since we all know Leo is a bottom.]

ALCOR! VANITAS! I'M GONNA PUNCH YOU BOTH!

[houndumb]

FUCKIN' OI-- OW--

[Yeah, Nora's super crashlanding in a ridiculous dogpile of hot tub splashy times and wet dog smelling regrets right now. RIP Leo, forever destined to be ill-fated in dogland.]

I AIN'T A SOCCER BALL HERE, ASSHOLE.

[That one's directly at Alcor, thanks, even though it's really not a big deal because he's sturdy and it's more his brainmeats got bounced around and salted.]

[eldritcheyes]

[Grumbling in Nora's ear:]

Forget pranking Dazai, we've gotta get those two now.

[visionem]

[ Floating on over after. ]

Ah, I did not intend to imply you were. I am sorry, Nora. [ Brows furrowing and eyelashes fluttering. Hmm... ]

[visionem]

You are free to try.

[ That is not friendly, but he's also distracted taking care of Moriarty so he's not pushing further. ]

[eldritcheyes]

[Not surprised. So yeah, still staying far away from the starbox for the foreseeable future.]