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

[duskhound]

[Yeah, she breathes a sigh of relief at that. Still, let's get them disinfected and bandaged, at least. Now you truly get to be Dazai, GT.]

[guileturncoat]

[yeah uh, he's practically going to be a mummy after this. Even his face wasn't spared, there's a cut on it.]

I'm going to go through your bandages quickly, I'm afraid.

[duskhound]

It's fine.

[Still, while after working on it for a while, she'll... try the singing with star energy again. Which she probably shouldn't be doing, since after doing it for 20 minutes and how much has happened today...

...Yeah, she's not going to finish that bandaging. Eventually she ends up leaning on Dazai's side, and... falls asleep, right there in the middle of this mess. Sorry GT, she's abusing little sister privileges after all.]

[guileturncoat]

[Welp. Much like when a cat falls asleep on someone, he can't just get up and move. So he'll have to stay there and let her sleep. This is his life now.]

[duskhound]

[Look on the bright side, at least now you have an excuse for staying outside rather than "Silver won't let you in and has a water hose"?]

[guileturncoat]

[This is very true, this is much better than the hose.]