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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[hatesdeerstalkers]

[He doesn't snap, but he does give some annoyed growls at the tapping.

Honestly, there's not much he can do, beyond lift a paw to try to push Nora's hand away, making an annoyed grunt at it.]

[houndumb]

[There's a snicker at the growling and the tiny paw pap?? You are tiny, tiny terrier, what are you trying to do. Nora does a mock-pushing contest for a couple of moments before reaching over to push the dog over in a casual movement. Disadvantages of wee legs.]

We ain't both frogs this time so you might as well accept it!

[Poking the belleh--]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[OH MY GOD???

He makes the loudest angry noise as he topples over, kicking at the belly pokes with his back paws and snapping at the finger.

LET HIM KEEP SOME SHRED OF DIGNITY??]

[houndumb]

[Okay, the angry noise makes him crack up and he brings both his hands over, one hand messing around distracting the doggy teeth while the other keeps on poking at dog belly and refusing to allow Moriarty either a shred of dignity or any possibility of escaping from the situation.

He's almost dry, he's messing with some arrogant grandpa as a dog, there isn't anything SUPER bad happening yet with the fortunes -- for this moment in time, things are good.]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[THIS IS THE WOOOOOOOOOOOORST

FINE.

FINE, YOU WANT TO PLAY LIKE THIS?

He does the one thing that could potentially stop this - and just goes limp, not fighting anymore.

Because, you see, the reaction is what Nora wants.]

[houndumb]

[Wow, the dog is playing dead. Nora tilts his head and leans in a bit, but it's easy to sea that doggo is breathing, so instead he just. Rolls it around on the grass a couple of times.]

Damn, you're good at playing dead! Is this an old people skill too???

[Yes reaction is what he wants but when there's no reaction he also just starts talking and do you really want that.]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[He just lies there, letting himself be rolled.

It's better than being toyed with, even if he's chattering away.]

[houndumb]

[Floppy mop dog.....

Nora contemplates this dilemma for a moment and then he's going to start putting the dog in stupid poses upside down. Doesn't matter if it flops, it's still funny.]

So if I do this like this... an' then like this... HAHAHA!

[Apparently he's just very used to amusing himself.]