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

kitchen

[failsaw]

[Math? Okay, Giriko's going to... walk up and see what's going on with the math.]

shamelessly copy-pasting but

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[Complicated ones - it's actually kind of difficult to see what he's driving at unless you're, uh, really fucking good at math.

It is dealing with percentages, though...]

[failsaw]

[Giriko is... actually really good at math. Not a super-genius, but way better than might be assumed (and really fucking good when it comes to the sort of math programmers use).]

The fuck you working on, old man?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Nothing you should be concerned about! And stop looking at my equations!

[Since she's actually good at math, she'll be able to tell that a good portion of it is literally talking about the approval ratings they've been worried about, and doing....something. It's hard to tell what, because it looks like normal math even to her very good math eyes.]

[failsaw]

This ain't nothing, and you know it. [She says, putting a hand on the part most obviously about approval ratings.

The rest of this is clearly bullshit.]

That's the kinda shit all of us are supposed to be concerned about, but I want to know what you're doing with it.