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I was there last year's spring break, and I don't remember Luxor beams.

HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
MAY ALL YOUR WISHES COME TRUE
HOPE NOBODY MAKES YOU BLUE
AND YOUR CAKE DOESN'T EXPLODE IN GOO!

*blows noisemakers*

They had posted a much more incendiary reply to Des in the next thread down from the same IP two minutes earlier; it was pretty obviously them. (And it looks like the Nameless Admin took action on that one.)

Eeyup, yesterday marked the completion of another year of my life, another merry waltz around the sun. It was celebrated with cake, new books, and Back to the Future.
And there was much rejoicing.

As a bonus, today marks the ninth anniversary of my transplant from Washington to Texas. Perhaps in another nine years I'll finally adapt to the heat (Probably not).

But you know what? I'm not willing to assume ill intent or identity for a holiday well wishing.

I mean, it's very possible they were trying to bait someone, but what are we going to do? I don't think we can just start assuming every single anonymous poster is The Troll.

Another Steven Universe and Adventure time fan. Good to meet ya!

...It's the troll, don't feed the Troll

Falchion: Betrayed by my own stomach... Heh, go figure! Major props to Ajax for avenging my death, though, albeit indirectly. All right, Whitney, it's down to you now! Don't let us down!

Whitney: Well well, I'm in the top seven! Just a few days left, I think, and this will all be over. Good luck, everyone, and keep it up! Let's see which of us makes it to the finish!

Sarah: Yeah, I'm on a roll! And I actually deliberately killed someone this time! ...oh geez, the DIA will never forgive me for this, huh? Anyway, let's see how long I can keep this up!

To all those who died on that day, in the weeks following, from medical complications in the following years, and as a result of the international strife and violence that those acts of terror began.

I wish I was back at my old uni - I'd catch up with the Saudi Student Association and ask about it. But I bet there's something going on around here!

Why not putting this drone to a good use for once?

Nikki:

"... Whitney, what was that for? I know I'm a Sakura replacement, but I'm most definitely not a Sue!"

*sighs* "Well, at least I fared better than last time..."

Corolla:

"I'm in the last six, and going strong! A shame Sarah wasn't very interested in my faithful retelling of the Blank Sprite incident, though."

Gremlin: The camera-drone finds her in an abandoned response center, standing in front of a whiteboard she scavenged from somewhere. On it are written the names of the six other survivors. She is muttering to herself as she flips the whiteboard marker between her fingers.

—not as if I didn't want to go, could've used the food, but someone lit the place on fire. Kyaris? No. No breath weapons. Derik? Maybe. 'S the kind of thing he might do.

Can't underestimate any of these people. They survived this far. That makes them either super tough or super lucky. Most of them probably have one kill to their name. Got to think of new tactics.

I need something. An advantage. I need—

She catches sight of the drone out of the corner of her eye. Electricity begins to flash in her pupils.

I need privacy.

She raises one hand and snaps her fingers. The camera is suddenly filled with static.

Holo-Acacia: Holo-Acacia had no comment, due to being a now deactivated hologram. Her programmers also had no comment. Well, no comment that wasn't filled with techno-jargon incomprehensible to most of the public. Best we could gather was that they were pleased with her performance despite some issues with her personality program.

Marina: Well collecting favors was a good idea, but next time I'll make sure the other person swear me an oath, so it doesn't end up like with this backstab. I should have seen that coming.

*looks intently to the drone, and smirks* Ohoh, somebody lost hairs when they set this drone loose. I hope you know how to run... *Marina grabs the drone, which ends up hexed to oblivion.*

Richard: Couldn't sleep. with so much deaths already, I'm not sure I can trust anybody. Duck, I even ended up writing things on the wall to try to mark zones where I already went and interesting locations. All in French.

All that for getting killed when I saw Constance Sims with some spy so I can't talk about something that you nutjobs will surely broadcast as soon as possible. You need some crash course in free will, you know?

Wait, is that Marina over there? And she looks... a bit too much happy in my opinion *another drone lost to hexing.*

((hS, if I remember right you're familiar with the Dresdenverse. What would be the chances of a tracking spell in HQ? Even if it doesn't work, they join the hunt. Marina would have tried alone anyways, and Rchard doesn't like being abducted.))

Ajax is seen sitting, jotting notes onto letter paper. The is a small pile of his envelopes next to him

Ajax: Today was a good day. Found my RC, which luckily still had my letter writing equipment in it. Killed the reigning champion with a Black Letter and a knife. And it all culminated with me killing Luxury with Levy's hatchet and Argeiphotes (where would you get the idea that it was The Killing Curse?).

Something flashes on the Cambot

Yandere? Me? No. Where would you get that idea? I just got some revenge for Levy and my own sake.

(Aside) Somebody should probably check that bot's definition of Yandere.

Gremlin: Forget Medical. What I really need to find is the Cafeteria, which is a sentence I never thought I'd say and mean it. At least I got some water, even if I had to break my 'no big groups' rule.

Holo-Acacia: I was more than willing to help Peregrin practice medical strategies, once he explained his intentions. He is now unlikely to accidentally kill someone in a real life scenario.

Also, I believe I am being followed. Someone left me this.

She holds up what looks vaguely like a Valentine card. It is difficult to make out due to the pixel filter superimposed over the top of it.

You can probably draw parallels to other conflicts, but no two conflicts are the same. Even today's Israeli-Palestinian Conflict isn't yesteryear's; it isn't even like three months ago's.

I had the full quote in this post.

'Holding talks with people who want your country to stop existing' is why Northern Ireland is at relative peace, why North and South Korea aren't shooting each other too much, why, in some senses, there's no Soviet Union any more. But I acknowledge that there are far more places where it hasn't worked, so I'll modify my statement and go with 'hopelessly optimistic'.

I was going to say something about the alternative being to kill 'em all, but that's unfair. The example of Libya and Iraq, and to some extent the attempt on ISIL or whatever they're calling themselves this week, shows that 'kill the leaders and crush their willingness to carry on' is viewed as a valid method.

Honest question, and changing the subject slightly: is there another conflict that's comparable to the Israeli situation? You've got religion, ethnicity, historical 'land rights', and the will of superpowers all mixed up together, and I can't think of another case of such a massive collision.

hS

The Canon Librarian: "I never did find my library. Now I'm out. Bye."

Luxury: "Awwwww. I'd just picked up the best present for Acacia, but then it turns out I'm dead, and so's she, and she's a hologram anyway. All my fun is ruined.

Kyaris: "I don't know what everyone's going on about with Luxury; I think she's perfectly fine. What? Only seven left? Huh. My day of wandering around aimlessly looks kind of underachieving now, I guess."

(Getting them straight up so I don't accidentally spoil myself preparing for the next part.)

hS

-st make sure we keep moving. There's at least six of them after us right now, and Sergio is dang- oh, we're on?

Hello! And welcome back to the PPC HQ Hunger Games. Yesterday was quiet - almost, one might say, too quiet. Today… wasn't.

Seven tributes remain, spread across seven districts. Let's take a look at how it came to this.

The night was almost peaceful. We had only one violent death - Nikki Cherryflower apparently looks too much like a Suvian for her own good. Our other death was the always-taciturn Canon Librarian, who apparently suffered from a lack of bleeprin. Elsewhere, Derik tried to trick Will into suiciding, but with no luck, and Marina proved there can still be mercy in the late stages of the Games when she spared Ajax.

Undis? We need to get to Station Five, this one's compromised. It's that wretched-

Oh! And here's Notte Ling, ready to tell you all about his favourite moment of the night.

Wha-? Oh. Uh, yeah. It was the bit where the old dude tried to get the champion to go to bed with him. Come on, Undis.

We're still rolling, Notte. And as morning rolled around, we decided to give the tributes something to look forward to: a feast! We stocked the Cafeteria to the brim, sent out the call, and waited for them to come.

Not everyone did, of course. Some, like Derik, were too busy lurking; others, like Holo-Acacia, don't need such things as food. But the others flocked in, and the blood poured out.

The first kill went to Luxury. We don't want to know what she needed those bananas for, but apparently it was important enough to kill! Sorry, Falchion; you should never get between a lady and her fruit. Then Peregrin… well, lighting the Cafeteria on fire was a good plan in principle, but it might have been better to step back afterwards?

Backlit by the flames, Whitney had no problem bringing Hop down with that chair. And we've no idea how Ajax went unseen - just that he succeeded where no-one last year did, and brought down the reigning champion! Sorry, Lola, but this time, you're out. As for Marina… she may have showed compassion last night, but Will showed her none this morning.

The survivors of the feast, and those who never attended, spread out across HQ. When they met in the corridors, conflict was certain. Will managed to flee from Derik, but Holo-Acacia wasn't so lucky - all her hoarded weapons were useless against a grey-bearded human. And Luxury's legendary charm proved to be no shield against a well-cast Avada Kedavra.

As for Nurse Elms… what can we say? CADs are explosive at the best of times.

So seven remain. Kyaris, the many-headed beast, friendly but deadly. Derik, the Phantom of Headquarters, lurking in the shadows. Gremlin, hatchet-wielding and more than a little unhinged. Ajax, the powers of a god in a hesitant body. Hieronymus, elderly, charming, and lethal when he wants to be. Will, the laid-back warlock who's already planning his victory. And Whitney, cheerful, collected, and coming for every last one of them.

Who will win? Who will lose out? Only tomorrow will tell.

Undis, those are explosions, we really have to go.

After the break, Dafydd with the runoffs, and then the interviews. Bye!

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Rather them than me. So, the main games were a murder-fest? Ours were a lot quieter, but we're still down to fewer survivors.

The first night was basically a wash. The remnants of Team Murder split up, and I was biting my metaphorical nails when my avenger Corolla let Harris sing her to sleep. But perhaps killing Laura slaked his thirst for killing, at least for a while. Constance, meanwhile, spent a delightfully geeky night with Captain Dandy. I had hopes for a teamup, but it was not to be.

As day broke, almost everyone went their separate ways. Our Corolla hung out with Sarah, who spent her second day in a row trying to keep her companion quiet. Alleb, who received assistance from Medical overnight, continued her association with authority: she befriended or at least be-made-herself-useful-ed the Tiger Lily, who was apparently the best choice of Flower to team up with, since Captain Dandy was busy drowning himself in the Fountain. Plants, huh?

Constance, meanwhile, got a bit introspective. I can't blame her; I find myself a bit too sane for this sort of thing now, too.

Hey, I said a bit.

Night fell again. The dreaded Hatchet Sponsor paid a visit, giving Gerry a weapon of her very own. Apart from that… well, Corolla kept her distance from everyone, which was a good idea, because they were all very busy being murderous.

Corolla's daytime companion Sarah encountered the Tiger Lily, and demonstrated alarming skill in bringing down the Flower. Alleb ran into Zee, whose inability to be quiet had already irritated Sarah on the first day; Alleb chose to express her annoyance in death. And Constance… well, I guess she figured someone as dangerous as Harris had to be charmed to keep him friendly. Add in her vicious attack on Richard when he stumbled across the two of them, and-

What? No, we don't have an 'open marriage', thank you very much. Like I said, it was a plan to- oh, come on, where did you get those rumours? Is the Multiverse Monitor even still in print? It's all nonsense. -look, that Truth or Dare game was years back, and didn'twhere did you get hold of that?!

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It's all waaaay down at the bottom.

Yep, I had to get involved in the explain-OOC-behaviour-fest too. Poor Dafydd. And thanks to Sergio and sundry others for the evidence behind the Hunt for NTV - it's really fun!

hS

The Canon Librarian: "At last. Someone who appreciates comedy."

Luxury: "Heeeey, Acy's in this! I hadn't realised. Hmm-hmm-hmm..."

Kyaris: "A good night's rest, and a day spent out of trouble... yes, I think I'm ready for tomorrow.

hS

Point is, of course, people like Corbyn who think that Israel should holds talks with Hizballah, which calls for the destruction of Israel (and isn't the Lebanese government anyway) are either naive, stupid or for Israel's destruction.