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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[guileturncoat]

[Noooo his tie!]

Inaba-san?

[dereban]

Just what do you think you're doing?

[ eyes.

narrowed.

she's also speaking in Japanese and hissing at him like an angry, petulant cat. ]

[guileturncoat]

I'm eating jello, what does it look like I'm doing?

[Also responding in very hushed Japanese, trying to hide his accent as best as he can.]

[dereban]

Being stupid, that's what!

[ also in hushed, hurried Japanese because why are you like this, goddamn it. ]

[guileturncoat]

You must be pretty stupid to keep stupid company then.

[Om nom terrible jello.]

[dereban]

I don't know if I should be happy or frowning at the fact that you admitted that you're stupid.

[guileturncoat]

It's admitting that you're stupid too. Stuuuuuupid.

[dereban]

Fine, then I'm platonically breaking up with you! We're not friends anymore!

[guileturncoat]

Then I-

[He stops, because 'platonically' is not a word he knows in Japanese.]

...er...'practicality?'

[Pretend he tried to say 'platonically' and butchered it to a similar word in Japanese, word play is hard.]

[dereban]

. . .platonically.

[ in English this time with feeling. ]

Breaking up platonically.

[guileturncoat]

...

I'm going to platonically yeet you into the pool.

[dereban]

Well, I'm going to grab onto you if you do that. If I'm going down, I'm taking you down with me!

[guileturncoat]

[Welp.

Time to flick a spoonful of jello at her.]

[dereban]

[ surprisingly high pitched scream--

which is weird because her voice is normally on the deeper range ]

Don't waste food!

[guileturncoat]

It's not food, it's an abomination!

[dereban]

You were eating it.