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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[darkova]

[After spending too much of the yesterday fumbling into every bad fortune he could find, Ingway is glad he waited until today to be productive.

The morning is spent, once again, taking House measurements and comparing them to the same ones he took earlier in the week. Perhaps one would think he was doing that all day, as by afternoon Ingway is... missing?

If you have very very good luck though... you might just see this prowling around. Odd, it seems to have a bum front left paw and indigo eyes? Weird!

...you might even see this cat hopping through your windows or dashing out of your closet with something in his mouth!

By evening Ingway is returned, but anyone looking in the garaage might find something odd? All the shelving pulled out of the fridge and Ingway's chain wrapped around it, glowing with firey light.

You might not want to try opening it...]

ooc: Ingway will be spending all day in his cat form trying to find as many weapons, drugs, and general dangerous things as possible, both owned by players and in the House in general (such as kitchen knives, tools, chemicals etc) and stealing them to lock in the fridge. Anything he can't carry as a cat he will be noting the location to take later in his normal form. FEEL FREE TO CATCH HIM IF YOU WANT- also if you have anything you are okay with him stealing also feel free to toss an ooc note under this /o/. He will not be taking anything you are not okay with going missing! He's only one cat-frog-dog after all.

[iblistriggered]

[Silver got a longsword and yet ANOTHER bottle of sleeping pills this time. He won't miss them]

[dereban]

[ there is a sord in the blue room, and also the buster sword if he wants to attempt and grab those.

'attempt' being the key word here ]

[foundationmods]

[The house seems to have grown about 2 inches taller since the last time he measured it. Width wise it is the same, though.]

[darkova]

[Pat pat]

You're doing so well, Domicile.

[foundationmods]

[Bubbles start to come out of the chimney. Maybe it likes the praise?]

[darkova]

[Whoa, that's new? He uses his chain to zip up to the roof to investigate]

Now now, what's this?

[foundationmods]

[It's bubbles! Like, soap bubbles.

Coming out of the chimney somehow.

It's not magical, or at least not magical in a way that doesn't scream 'this is part of the house' to Ingway.]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[Moriarty has a Longsword and a Beretta Pistol in the cabinet near his bed, as well as three smoke bombs and a Grenade - though as Ingway rifles through his things as a cat, he'll suddenly hear the footsteps of a certain criminal nearby.]

And what do you think you're doing?

[darkova]

[That cat sure has a smoke bomb in it's mouth]

Murr?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

...Put that down, Ingway. It's merely a smoke bomb.

[He comes over, sighing.]

I assume you're confiscating weaponry for tonight?

[darkova]

[He puts it down]

Mraw!

[Nodnod]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

And I suppose you're in cat form to keep suspicion low, since some of those who are still alive had little interest in cooperating the last time we tried to gather weapons?

[With a sigh, he takes out the longsword, the grenade, and the revolver.]

Very well! I'll surrender these - it's not as if they could do me any good, considering.

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Karen still has all the dangerous shit she got out of the gacha this week: obvious garden shears and sleeping pills, less-obvious horrible Gushers, and does a Batarang even count as a weapon if Batman isn't the one holding it?]

Measurements

[duskhound]

[While he's doing that, he'll probably catch Ellie out in the garden with more wounds, digging out... A new plant based scepter.]

Oh, good morning. It looks like it was a success.

[darkova]

It became a magical staff?

[duskhound]

It seems like, it, yes. It's not quite big enough for me to pull some of the things I could do with a Dusk Breaker though.

[She tries putting Star Energy into it, and... It does seem to respond! Though she stops using it before actually making an attack.]

Hm, the power in this is a lot more... wild, than I'm used to. It's going to take some getting used to, since it feels like it's trying to shape the magic for me rather than enhancing my ability to use magic.

[darkova]

Well, if you need practice with it I wouldn't mind offering.

[duskhound]

I wouldn't mind that at all. For now, let's set up an arrangement for Monday? The next few days... Probably won't be a good time to do so, after all.

[houndumb]

[In Orange Room, he may find:

• 3 shotguns
• A box cutter
• Dynamite!!
• A shortsword
• A Water Sword

Somebody's been hoarding. There's some sundry other suspicious items that aren't quite weapon-like...... and then partway into Ingway cat's foray into the room there's a growl and a hand reaches over to try and scruff the cat.]

Hmph. The hell do you think you're doing, damn cat. [narrowed eyes] Don't think I can't smell somebody going through my things!!

[Can his sense of smell tell who this is......]

[darkova]

Yeowl!!!

[He doesn't smell like Ingway exactly: the potion changes his entire biology. But it DOES smell like the garage and Ingway's potions so... there's that?]

1/2

[houndumb]

Ughhh, you totally stink like garage and slimes and--

[...]

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WAIT A MINUTE.

2/2

[houndumb]

ARE YOU ONE OF INGWAY'S FUCKING EXPERIMENTS AGAIN.

[He looks kind of like he's contemplating tossing the cat out the window. Actually, Nora goes and opens the window with the cat still in tow, stares between it and outside and then stares some more. Menacingly.]

Well???? Spit it out!!

[So close and yet so far.]

[darkova]

[He hisses and bats at him]

[houndumb]

[...]

[HOLDS HIM OUT THE WINDOW AND DANGLES HIM......]

I thought I told you to answer me? I could totally just drop you in the pool at some point, y'know.

[Nora stop bullying random housecats that are actually your housemates.]