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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[scarsnstripes]

[Inaba, you are a goddess to cat kind. Tiger kind. Something like that.

The eager 'mrew!' is meant to communicate appreciation and thanks, and he's practically bouncing his way over to that plate of fish when she puts it down.

Oh food, glorious food! Magical food, wonderful food, marvelous food! He owes you his life, Inaba-chan.]

[dereban]

[ she can't help but chuckle a little bit sheepishly, watching him carefully as she crouches down.

good.

go eat, catsushi. ]

Haha. This is the first time I've fed a cat, actually. When Atsushi turned into a cat before, he was really surprised when I suddenly picked him up and wanted to pet him and bring him to my room. He almost tried to get out of my arms because he couldn't tell who I was.

[scarsnstripes]

[Nomnomnom-- okay maybe not, but he is very happy to chow down on that fish, looking terribly pleased with his meal.

He does pause after a moment to glance up at her, a questioning look on his face and a chunk of fish in his mouth. Really?]

[dereban]

He couldn't see me at that time.

[ she sounds a little sad. ]

[scarsnstripes]

[...Oh.

Oh.

So she'd been....

His ears droop a little at that.]

[dereban]

It's okay, it wasn't a bad memory. He probably figured out it was me when I took him to my room, anyway.

[scarsnstripes]

[Oh.

Hm.

Still, it was... kind of sad, they had to go through all that together. Still, it's enough for him to take yet another bite of fish.]

[dereban]

[ she crouches down to his height and just pets him a bit. ]

I miss him a lot, you know. I hope he's doing alright.

[scarsnstripes]

[He hopes so too, honestly.

He really wants to talk to him when they get out of here. About a lot of things. He nudges his head against Inaba's hand, encouraging the pets.

Listen, if he's going to be a cat he might as well indulge himself a little.]

[dereban]

Okay, okay, Catsushi, you get all the pets.

[ she means it too, because she knows all the good places. ]