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thefoundation2019-07-14 10:01 pm
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Week 4
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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Navigation | Dazai's PCs | Locations | confessions camera | PC post | IC rules
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?
Navigation | Dazai's PCs | Locations | confessions camera | PC post | IC rules

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[ but he looks back at the book, and he's almost afraid to touch it. like part of him thinks that it's going to fall apart.
and the book does look worn out, the spine of the book looking like it's been through a lot. ]
It's a book someone gave me. Probably the most important thing I had back at home.
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[And also there's no such thing as cloth element, y'all and your weird urban fantasyish schtick. Nora looks between Oda and the book some more and then leeeaaans over -- but at least he doesn't try to touch it. He'd probably be too rough, what's actually interacting with literature.]
Eh, a book is your most important thing, really? [well, it is Oda] Why?