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foundationmods) wrote in
thefoundation2018-12-15 11:30 am
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WEEK 3 - TRIAL

The morning seemed so far away yesterday - yet, it also seems too soon when morning comes and you are all yet again ushered to the third floor by The Lady. The Captain is there, in all of his....wait, no, he's asleep.
The doors close, and...nothing happens. There's still the box labeled 'VOTES' in his lap on the couch, but...
On the table is a letter, that reads 'Only one person may be voted for execution this week. Please figure out who that will be during the time limit.'
As you finish reading that, music begins to play in the room...
23 GUESTS REMAIN.

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Caaaan someone take Medic-san's supplies from him?
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[the medic defense squad is here.]
He's a good man. Let him keep them.
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[the more she talks the more she seems less sure actually so shes just going to stop]
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[doubt]
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[What is happening!!]
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[ SOMEONE ELSE WANT TO SPEAK AND SAY THEY HAVE A MONKEY HEART??
Speak now or forever rest your words or something. ]
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I feel like, the longer I stay here, the less I understand about how bodies work.
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...yeah. I think I actually know what you mean.
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I'm pretty sure they can't be talking about the same kind of hearts we're talking about...
[ Just sighing now! ]
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