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foundationmods ([personal profile] foundationmods) wrote in [community profile] 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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oceanicbutterfly: ([k] Headache argh)

common room

[personal profile] oceanicbutterfly 2019-07-18 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
[There will be no drawing on Saki's face! Not with Karen here to...

...

Well, she wants to talk to her, but that seems like a bad idea with her voice all squeaky like this. So instead she's just kind of existing in her vicinity.]
allmyfriendsaredead: ([Surprise] to me.)

[personal profile] allmyfriendsaredead 2019-07-18 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Eventually Saki's eyes open again, somewhat groggy. A yawn, a stretch, a turn onto her side-

Oh. That's Karen.
]

Ah- hello.
oceanicbutterfly: ([k] Thoughtful)

[personal profile] oceanicbutterfly 2019-07-21 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Karen looks at her and nods. Still squeaky, not super excited to deal with it.]
allmyfriendsaredead: ([Look] this feeling)

[personal profile] allmyfriendsaredead 2019-07-21 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
[She pushes herself until she's sitting upright, looking at Karen curiously.]

Do you need something...?