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.]

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[visionem]

[ Six. Thank god sitting isn't walking! ]

[houndumb]

[Hey hey Alcor. How do you feel about a dog trying to surreptitiously pass you a token while fidgeting with his long-sleeves!!!]

[visionem]

[ Blink, blink.

Shaking his head no. Can they argue stealthily? ]

[houndumb]

[Nora has never been stealthy at anything in his entire life but also, it doesn't matter THAT much if this is stealthy or not. Also, the commotion of Vanitas hitting him with a hoodie happens at some point too.

SHOVES THE TOKEN HARDER!]

[visionem]

[ Wow.

He levitates the token for a moment, juggles it, then beams it back at Nora's face with a smile. ]

[houndumb]

[Just hissing at him but it's actually some variation of D'you really want to blow a hole in one of your corners that bad, ya floating asshole or whatever.]

[visionem]

[ Still smiling which is his way of saying that it's fine. He's a rugged well built box! ]

[houndumb]

[GOD HE HATES THIS but he already knows how freaking pigheaded this stupid box is. Also they're running out of time. So instead of saying anything else he just punches him on his stupid noodly shoulder.]

Ya better not lose to a stupid bullet, you hear me?!

[visionem]

Ouch. [ He says that but it's with no affect at all. This is just what you say when someone hits you? ]

I won't.