Week 4, Saturday

[foundationmods]

[As everyone files into the studio once more, they will be invited up on stage instead of to their audience seats as they normally are. On the far left of the stage is a set of 16 chairs, one for each living contestant, arranged in two rows of 8. On the right is a podium for Dazai to stand at, and in the center is a big board with spaces and numbers on it.

Once everyone gets settled in, it's time for the game.]

Comments

[failsaw]

The fuck is a jelly demon?

[houndumb]

S'a demon that looks like jelly with a weird face on it. Obviously.

[He's still really good at descriptions.]

[failsaw]

And why the fuck do you think a normal person would fucking bring one to a hospital?!

[houndumb]

NOBODY SAID ANYTHING ABOUT NORMAL PEOPLE. 'Sides, they're everywhere already, obviously I'd bring one to the hospital.

[failsaw]

Yeah he fuckin' did! He said he asked on the internet, a-- [look they're yelling over each other we know this but that last comment gets Giriko to stop mid-sentence.]

What. The. Fuck.

When have you see a fucking jelly demon at all in this world!?

[houndumb]

[There's a blink when Giriko just does a screeching left turn into a seemingly irrelevant side-street of the topic.]

... Obviously I was talkin' about demon hospitals!! If you're goin' to say there's no demon hospitals or jelly demons in this world, then I'll laugh when the SCP proves you wrong AND another corpse drops on our heads!!!

[failsaw]

... you're not even worth TALKING TO! Every fuckin' conversation I have with you is the stupidest conversation I've had in my life!

[houndumb]

[His hackles go ALL THE WAY UP THERE.]

YOU'RE THE ONE WHO STARTED TALKIN' TO ME, QUIT COMPLAINING! And the conversation makes perfect fucking sense!!