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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Comments

[oceanicbutterfly]

I'm still not sure whether that's better or worse than last time.

[allmyfriendsaredead]

Last time?

[oceanicbutterfly]

When I was on the island.

[allmyfriendsaredead]

[...]

What do you mean by "last time" specifically, on the island?

[Considering murder apparently happened there!!]

[oceanicbutterfly]

What happened to our souls when we died.

[You might recall she had some experience with that!]

[allmyfriendsaredead]

[........]

What happened?

[oceanicbutterfly]

Our bodies were used as vessels for demons. In the meantime, our souls were stored in sort of a shop, where we could watch what the demons were doing through their eyes. Either way we were in our own bodies, but we didn't have control over what they did.

[allmyfriendsaredead]

[That's...

That's a lot?? How do demons in this world even work, that's a big question when one comes from a society where people become demons and actual demons probably don't exist.]

How does that even...?

[oceanicbutterfly]

I'm not really sure, honestly. It was a strange situation.

[allmyfriendsaredead]

...

[She has so many questions, but...]

No, it's probably better to leave it at that.

[oceanicbutterfly]

...actually, could we talk about this later?

[Since she's shared things with you that are Relevant...]

[allmyfriendsaredead]

...If you'd like. Should we come swimming again later?

[To escape mics.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Karen nods.]

I'll be looking forward to it.

[BUT THEN THE FUTURE HAPPENS]

[dereban]

Honestly, it would depend on the person, but it's arguably worse for me.

[ as in

hi, guess who now has determination to live even more? ]

[oceanicbutterfly]

Take that as a sign you should take of yourself, then.

[Yes, Karen, the bracket text just said that.]

[dereban]

I was already planning to. There's no way in hell that I'm letting my soul get shoved into a prinny body.

[ she hugs herself, shuddering a little. ]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[...pats?]

None of us will let that happen to you, either.

[dereban]

I hope not.

[ because she's tired!!! of having her soul thrown around! ]

[oceanicbutterfly]

I mean it.

[Inaba has acquired one (1) Precure friend who will protect her with her life.

I mean she would have before but it's a conscious decision now.]