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Sergio:

"I coul've given that lava bath a miss. In fact, I should have: I've used these things for years and I've never misplaced a portal."

"In fact, I'm pretty sure I did indeed put in the exact coordinates - I've been coming and going from that camp for basically all the time I spent in this game! I just had to use the "load last location" function, which clearly wasn't a lava pit so I'm going to have a talk about this with you producers later."

"What do you mean, 'assuming you find us?' I'm having Corolla track the signal of this drone right now. I am going to find you."

Nikki:

"I don't know why the Event Feed found noteworthy the fact that Sergio and I didn't fight each other tonight. He's my boyfriend, what were you expecting?"

"I'm surprised Sergio got out due to a mispalced portal - that's not a mistake he would do - in fact, I was so upset about it that when two people tried to invade our camp I just threw my hatchets at them without thinking."

"By the way, I'm currently sharing camp with that Ajax dude, the one who spared Sergio in the qualifiers. I hope he doesn't try to seduce me too - because Sergio would be likely going to ask for a rematch."


[hS, feel free to play Sergio's quest for an explanation however you want. Of all the possible ways of him getting out, the RNG had to choose for one I can't really justify IC... so the "possibly a simulation glitch" route is the one most likely]

This is exactly the kind of insanity that makes the PPC awesome. ^_^

~Neshomeh

... maybe not?

hS

(For a moment I almost just typed 'fic', which wouldn't have been accurate. |D)

Definitely a creative execution - and not even that gruesome, compared to some.

Thank you both for writing. ^^

"...if he were a soldier under my command way back then, I'd have him nominated for the Temporal Navy Marines. I've seen soldiers of his calibre board and rout Dalek capital ships— he's certainly got the raw talent. Now I don't respect the man himself, but by the gods he'd make an outstanding shock trooper."

They all come running just as fast as they can...
'Cause every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man!

Continua: Harry Potter, Ouran High School Host Club
Agents: Ami Seeker, Miguel, Valon Vance

We hope you enjoy!

Falchion: At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if I was crowned the winner by sleeping through the whole thing. Also, why are there so many hatchets? It's like everyone's gonna get one like some kind of giveaway or something! Not that I'm complaining, of course, but still...

Whitney: I had to do it. I had no choice. I've heard the horror stories of how the Librarian is a racist, misanthropic bigot with no respect for humanity. Knowing that and my... reputation... I'm sure he would've killed me the second he woke up.

And I have to be honest, finding that Escher room may be a good thing in light of this. At least if anyone wanted to come after me for what I did back there, they'd be too lost to find me.

Matthew (On the Phone): Ajax! The partner of the agent you tried to seduce says you are so punched.

Levy (In the background): Doubly so!

Matthew: You heard the lady.

Ajax: How did they even get your number?

The phone was hung up

Well, last night was a nice change. Yesterday, I was so upset, I didn’t even notice that Androia is out. Unfortunately I can’t brag that she needs the exercise more than I do, but if she wants to operate the Arr Ah on the next mission, she’ll have to beg for it, a lot. Yes, I’m evasive. I’ll only say that Lux is an interesting person in many aspects. Aaaand I found the Courtyard at last. It was sooo good to get out of the grey corridors and see some green. And Nurse Elms may be an interesting person, too. But before we could talk much, Rollerblade Guy and Anime Girl started to throw hatchets at us. Looks like they are a team now and set up a camp there, and they may have thought that we wanted to rob them of their provisions. So we ran away in opposite directions, and I haven’t seen Elms again since then.

HG

Will: "She may've killed part of my alliance, but let's face it... me and the Librarian? We would eventually kill one another. Also, Ajax - sorry, chief, but you're not my type."

Hop: "So yeah, not the smartest idea I've had... Can I not comment on that? Hip will give me the pep-talk later, I'm sure o' that."

"Just when you were doing so well, you just had to go and f*** everything up! So much for my lessons. You complain so much about me not paying attention to yours and here it looks like you're just as guilty. Mgh." *grumpily munches reuben sandwiches while watching the commentary*

Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. Five more deaths. Five more tributes out of the Games. Their deaths a tale of betrayal, bravery, cunning, and clumsiness. Welcome back… to the Hunger Games.

Last night, almost everyone found company. Sergio and Nikki stuck together; our reigning champion teamed up with Nurse Elms; Luxury set her sights on Hieronymus. Even the reclusive Canon Librarian found himself in a group, though he doesn't seem to have said much to them.

Of course, companionship wasn't always a good idea. The Librarian, the last of our four Time Lord tributes, put his trust in Whitney - but she killed him in his sleep.

At least Apollo and Mia can say they were honestly caught out. Peregrin snuck in while they were both sleeping, and took them down.

Michael, on the other hand, learned the folly of overconfidence. He received another wretched hatchet during the night - very similar to the one Falchion got this morning - in fact, how many hatchets are we up to now?

Oh, no...

We've seen eleven hatchets sent into the arena. Two of our tributes have used them for murder. Both Nikki and Michael have been sent two - probably a factor in Michael's confidence. Because he was overconfident. Did he really think two hatchets would let him force a hydra to do what she was told? Because it didn't. She took his head off with a single bite.

Other encounters during the day were less lethal. Will portalled up to Lola, but our reigning champion chose to join forces rather than kill him. Ajax and Nikki defended the camp in the Miss Cam Courtyard - the one that Sergio and Nikki have been coming back to repeatedly over the last few days.

Perhaps that's where Sergio was trying to go with his portal. Unfortunately, he missed, and the lava pits are not forgiving.

Gremlin, meanwhile, continued her weapon-oriented game, tricking the Canon Librarian into giving up all the instruments of destruction he'd gathered.

Just goes to show that hiding yourself in impenetrable darkness doesn't protect you from being a gullible idiot.

So we come to the end of our report. The arena feels almost empty now, with so few tributes remaining. We'll be back after the break to interview the survivors, and after that… well, next time we may have something quite special for you.

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Out of paper? Bed broken? Need an office chair? Contact the Quartermaster to requisition the essentials of life in HQ. Just call the Morning Glory, and ask for - nay, demand! - your rights. She won't be able to refuse.

Oh, but, uh, don't tell her we sent you, please.

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You know where the transcript is. Sorry for the delay with this one; I hope everyone's still having fun!

hS

Explain why at length, explain why at length!
Launch those ships!

50 bloody years, though. That's a lot of time for me to not watch a good show.
Probably ought to, er, rectify that, at some point.
I'd ask for the vows, but I'd probably not get the jokes, on account of the 'not watching a good show' thing.

- Larfen isn't really feeling the weight of anything, right now. Maybe it's because he's lifting with his knees.

It's probably the next day for many of you. Well, better late than never.

On September 8, 1966, the first episode of Star Trek aired. This is a big deal for me because I am a new fan of the show and somewhat emotionally fragile. I assume some of you get excited about this too?

This anniversary also provides me a convenient excuse to post about a Star Trek cosplay skit/party I participated in a couple weeks ago. My friend was leaving the country, and all our friends wanted to have a going-away party for her. She and I had watched the first two seasons of Star Trek together and somehow wound up really shipping Kirk and Spock (I can explain why at length. Don't get me started), so we decided to stage a wedding for them. I played Spock; she played Kirk. It was hilarious. I want to post photos, but I have to wait to hear back from everyone and make sure they're okay with having photos of themselves waltzing in cosplay floating around the Internet (this post is really mostly a placeholder). If you guys are interested, I can also post a copy of the wedding vows I wrote, which are basically just me making fun of Kirk, Spock, and Star Trek in general.

--Key has never started a thread before and feels the weight of the occasion

Marina: Well, that was... interesting moments I guess. Someone who is able to hurt himself like this in a shower during a free-for-all deathmatch cannot be that dangerous as an opponent, and having favors ready to be called can be handy, even if I got the impression he's some sort of practicionner. Gotta watch this later.

Afterr that, I ended up with another ally. She seemed a little weird, but that was still an ally, and one who didn't try to backstab me. Although I could have made without all the questions. I had to cut this out, with this sort of distraction, we were just begging to be targetted.

VJ: "Ughh... That makes a day worth of food skipped. Seriously, I felt like if I didn't get any food, I would have to chew on my leather belt. But it was nice to hang out with Hop again."

Will: "Showers are bloody deadly. That's why I take baths over showers every day. At least you can support yourself by holding onto an edge of a bathtub; shower just go along with you. Well, at least Mari was there to fix things up."

Hop: "What can I say, I knew I'm gonna go far. Looks like it's just me an' Will now. I'm comin' for you, Magic Man!"

Will: ...

VJ: "Bleh, why did it have to be Bleepka? I don't even drink! Couldn't they establish a fountain of Bleeppolate? I still smell like rubbing alcohol. It was fun to share stories with Zebbie-boy, though. Poor thing. Next time I see him, I'm gonna hug him!"

I should mention that it was at this point I decided EVERYONE WAS BUN. EVERYONE. BUN EVERYWHERE.

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Scape: "Messrs. Flopsy, Moonbeam, Nibbles and Sproink are proud to present the Marauders' Map. Please ignore the top-left corner, Flopsy does have quite the appetite if we don't watch him."

Ix: XDDD YES
Remus is a wererabbit
Just like Wallace and Grommit
*GROMIT
Stupid fingers

Scape: ALL OF THEM ARE BUNS
AND REMUS IS WERERABBIT
AND SNAPE STILL WORKS
BECAUSE FEMALE BUNS ARE CALLED DOES

Ix: YES

Scape: "Oh, any time I want to reminisce about my schooldays, I just watch Watership Down."

Ix: WHYYY

Scape: "But everyone dies."
"Yes."

Ix: "Just like real life."

Scape: THE WATERSHIP DOWN CONNECTION IS GOOD
SNAPEBUN
"All the world shall be your enemy, Prince with a thousand enemies, and when they catch you they will kill you. But first... they must catch you."

Ix: Write this write this write this

Scape: Oh good lord, I am having feelings about tiny teenage Remus getting maternal cuddles from Professor Sprout when she finds him post-transformation passed out in one of the greenhouses after an orgy of vegetable carnage.

Ix: eeee

Scape: THUS CEMENTING HIS CONNECTION AND GOOD FEELING TO HUFFLEPUFF HOUSE WHICH IS HOW, WHEN HE COMES BACK, HE GETS TO KNOW TONKS AND AAAAAAAA
oh wait
these are
*puts on sunglasses*
plot bunnies
YYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Ix: YEEEEEEES

Scape: THIS HAS GOT ENTIRELY OUT OF HAND.
"Oh yes, we were always going around together. Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail, and... Peter."

Ix: MY SIDES

Scape: "Oh, Harry... you've got Lily's eyes... and James's hare..."

Ix: Pfahaha

Scape: I JUST REALIZED
THIS IS WHY
HE'S CALLED
POTTER

Ix: Oh?

Scape: https://brookeshelf.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/peter-rabbit-cover.jpg”>

Ix: OH

Scape: I KNOOOOOW

"I always wondered why Hagrid called that dog Fluffy."

As far as straight lines go, this one was wider any road ever built.

I figured I might as well combine two things I'd been hoping to include for a while--Ami reciting the Lay of Elbereth and SOCS--as a replacement for the original idea, Canon!Din smiting her. Is it weird that I kinda want to do another Zelda fic now? There are so many interesting ways to do the Duty!