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foundationmods) wrote in
thefoundation2018-12-07 05:30 pm
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WEEK 2 - INVESTIGATION

This time, the wakeup is familiar - yet not any less nerve-wracking. Though you have survived the night, the knowledge that the Mafia - the monsters - have killed is ringing loudly in your mind.
The hotel speakers crackle to life just like before, drawing your attention and startling you. Heart racing, you listen to the announcement...
GORE WARNING FOR THIS LOG.

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Biii...
[Snort! Snort! Snorting at the ground, nothing to see!]
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You heard me. [definitely talking to the piglet] It's not really good weather for stealing clothes, is it? Unless...
[Hmm.]
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[ He's totally third-wheeling this pig conversation but has that ever stopped him? Nah. ]
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[There's a crisp SNAP and her whip is out, heading straight for the retreating pig at full speed. Her aim is to wrap the tip snugly around the pig and retrieve it. Kind of like fishing, but also kind of not like fishing.
Hey, how does Kohaku feel about pig herding?]
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[And for a small black pig, he's surprisingly springy, almost jumping onto Kohaku's head in an attempt to escape]
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[Let's just say the announcement hasn't happened yet as of this particular tag because I'm here 500% for the irony of life (or death, as it were). Blue Angel manages to stop just short of actually tackling Kohaku, but she might step on his foot a little. By accident. Yes. Going to try again with that whip...!]
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[ He's still laughing but also he is interrupted by pig on his head, which is NOT appreciated, mind you?? So he's trying to now avoid pig and Aoi's food and it's kind of a miracle if none of them fall in this--
--- as the speakers come to life. ]
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Wasn't he with you?
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buu...? buu...
[His ears pressed back, shaking his head as if in disbelief, but he seemed to have lost much of his energy]
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Her eyes are very wide and she looks back towards the entrance to the courtyard.
Softly:]
He was supposed to be. He told us he was going to-- He's the one who--
[Ah, and her hands are in fists now, she gives a quick, furious shake of her head and takes off running. Never mind that she doesn't know where she's going? She's just making a beeline for the inside of the resort.]
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He what? What did he say?!
[ Not that it matters, he realizes while he says it. It just really doesn't matter at all anymore, not one bit. ]
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