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My phone is running so badly these days that it doesn't even show the change; until I looked on the PC I had no idea what you were on about.

hS

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(I thought I'd found the problem and fixed it, but it looks like that wasn't the problem...)

Except now there is a message to explain the edit resulting from accidentally hitting Post when I meant to preview.

~Neshomeh regrets nothing!

(I only just now realized that it was now April Fool's Day on Board time, and so had to think of something real quick.)

The Odds Procedure By Hannah and Erik

-kA

Kaitlyn: "Okay. Okay okay okay. I can do this. There's only about three of us left. I know that Matt person is around somewhere - we hung out last night, but that fight with Doom has left me wary. And then... um... not sure who else. I saw Farah die, which is a real pity - but better her than me, I suppose?

I can do this. ARGH, what was I thinking?"

hS

Kkukttak would likely view a challenge to a fair fight as a minor insult - something like "You're so bad at this that I'm going to make things harder on myself while I fight you."

Kkukttak: [waves a hand at the interview drone, his other hand carrying a list of swears, which has been wrapped around some sort of weapon] No comment.

[the drone continues to follow him]

No. Comment.

[a few more insistent questions later]

I'd like to congratulate Farah on poisoning someone. As to anything else, no comment.

[the drone finally gives up]

Farah: [scowling] Gods-rotted arena, gods-rotted traps, I'm going back to the RC to take a shower and then find out how Kkukttak pulls this off.

[spots one of the brawls in Rudi's on the playback as she's leaving]

He killed Aulhar? That is going to make things so awkward. Ugh.

[renews her flounce]

Aulhar: [groans] Getting my face bashed into the bar ... even virtually, hell of a way to go. Didn't even see the guy coming.

I have to admit, I'm surprised I lasted this long. Maybe I still look like someone not to mess with.. Could be the scars.

[Aulhar pulls out his phone and starts tapping at it, then smiles at the camera.]

You sure did a good job getting people interested in the games, at least going off how much cash is in the betting pool.

[some more tapping]

Wow, some people have gotten creative while I was out. There's even an options market &emdash; who in their right mind would even do that?

Interviewer: It's the PPC, I guess

Aulhar: Yeah, fair enough.

Kaitlyn might've observed her weak points and/or figured out the intricacies of her Quirk yesterday. Why didn't she just grab a sword or something? Well... she's the kind of person who wouldn't use a knife in a fight if she wasn't sure she'd be good at it. Besides, her fists and cheap tricks got her this far, didn't they? But it wasn't far enough.

Well, that's it for my agents. Excited to see how it all ends tomorrow!

Here’s the final thing I wrote. That’s gonna be all for me until next game. GGWP.

(( I thought the blue burdie might have a shot at winning, having made it this far, but alas. No doubt his overconfidence was his undoing!

(( Well, now that it's all over for my two, I'll see about going back and filling in reactions for you. Maybe I can even coax something resembling a coherent narrative out of it.

~Neshomeh ))

Thalia, looking mildly grumpy: “I will have my revenge on that melon!”

Doom, looking his normal amount of grumpy: “I thought you already did by eating four helpings of melon salad in the Cafeteria.”

Matthew: Somehow, I'm one of the three to still be alive.

Pauses as he looks out into the distance.

Matt: I don't quite know what to think. Also, sorry Paye, for holding hands with someone else.

Pause

Matt: This is weird, y'know, I'm a klutz, didn't think I get this far. But, hey, thanks, guys, for not killing me yet!

(Okay, how is this happening. AAAAAA! Matt is, at least, third place. AAAAAA!)

(-kA, who is freaking out)

(Edit: a letter)

The end draws near as more tributes are eliminated!

I think there's only one more broadcast to write after this, so... see you then!

-OrangeFox

Rebecca: Who the hell signed me up for that?

Boadicea: That was fun. Next time I hope I survive longer, though. Consarn the RNG!

Boadicea is covered in bandages, but she is grinning

I'm trying to puzzle out what dialogue went missing. The original fic appears to be long gone, so that won't help much. I suspect that whole section is a pretty sarcastic exchange, as Acacia should hardly need to ask jay why the latter doesn't want to listen in on a sappy scene. Assuming there's only one paragraph absent, Jay's answer would have to be something that both responds to Acacia's feigned-ignorant question, and sets up Acacia asking about something Alex does or has, probably also only feigning ignorance. Jay then responds to that by saying Alex is "lucky," probably sarcastically. And we know that the general gist of the scene they're listening in on is Alex meeting Charlie. My first instinct was that Alex hurts Charlie in some way, but I feel like Jay and Acacia would want to listen in on that. And I . . . really thought that by the time I finished typing all this, SOMETHING would have come to me, but I guess I don't have a writer brain at the moment. Maybe something will come to me in my sleep tonight.

Rereading the horse passage again, I see what you mean. I thought the "-o" is what ruined the meaning for Acacia, but now I agree it must be a word that's entirely off-track from a proper translation. We shall just have to refer to the horse as Windo. At least we'll have one letter correct? Just don't smudge him!

I like the idea of agents walking around more in missions, and not relying too heavily on portals. Gives me more time to dump location descriptions all over the page let the canon stand apart a bit from both badfic and mission. And, of course, exploration is fun!

Well, we now know that "constables" come from the TCDA, so Millie and Mr. Socko must be the original visitors from that version of the PPC. No doubt the fibers of their forms were woven by the force of some hulking steam-powered clockwork loom! And surely, they specialize in all canons performed as puppet shows, to the extreme confusion of any children watching. Also, Yoshi games? At least the ones that appear constructed out of cardboard and yarn for whatever reason?

—doctorlit knew better than to even comment on "Vananovien;" that's for hS to worry about!

I’m honestly sad about what happened to three of my peeps, so here’s their appropriate reactions. I have hopes for Cornelius, though.

Also, there’s mention of bl2 per the Discord server’s blacklist.

Aulhar: [sighing] Why'd I sign up for this, again? I don't want to run around killing people - certainly not the short excitable lady from last night, for one thing. Sure, escaping from the thing on the motorcycle was exciting, but ... I'm sticking to Finance after this.

Farah: Wow, that was a day! I got some explosives, and then I almost got shot by something zipping past me on a motorcycle while I was looking for water. It's a real shame about Jarrod, though.

Kkukttak: Vanille, I will take vengeance on the ... vegetable with a shotgun ... for you in repayment for your help last night.

[more quietly] Also, how'd you do the thing with the bomb? That was good!