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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Comments

[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.

[darkova]

[The cat salutes him and it's adorable.

...is he gonna drag the sword tho]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[...Oh my god.]

If you'll show me where you're going to place these for the night, I'll carry them for you.

[darkova]

[Nodnod

He hops down, tail in a happy little curl, and walk outside towards the garage]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[And he'll follow, with the items in his arms!]

[darkova]

[Once they reach the garage it's clear he's taken all the shelves out of the fridge and there's already a collection inside.

Also a kitty dish of green liquid on the floor]