Evening! Hello everyone! It is quite happy to see you all and thanks guys so much : ) I have come back from my vacation, appropriately, to the beginning of a new episode.
Yes…the numbers have dwindled….but the game goes on. Six players left, and who is the Mole?
Enjoy the beginning...of Episode 4.
Episode 4
"It was quite simple to do. I simply…failed the game."
"Even obvious actions can look undetected," McHallyboo said, facing the metal elevator before him. "Sometimes the subtle ones are those people look for, while the obvious actions are overlooked. Both are good."
"Yoshi was a very subtle Mole," said the agent, thinking back to the game of their past. "He was one to be looked up to."
"I am sure you will rank well with those of the past…Toadette, Yoshi…anyways." The host put on his prepared coat, one that resembled his usual own but except much thicker, with lines of fur seen around the ends of his sleeves and on his back.
"I have always been one to dress up, too, for the ceremonies of this game," the Mole said smartly with a smile.
"Are you ready to enter a cold-hearted world?" the host asked. The Mole nodded, and the two of them were ready.
Who is…the Mole?
PLAYER: Dashell
Surname: Knot
Birthday: September 23
Occupation: Sports Agent
PLAYER: Dry Bones
Surname: Secar
Birthday: July 5
Occupation: Horticulturist
PLAYER: Eclair
Surname: Choux
Birthday: June 30
Occupationm: Patron/Pastry Maker
PLAYER: Il
Surname: Piantissimo
Birthday: January 5
Occupation: Competitive Athlete
PLAYER: Tiny
Surname: Kong
Birthday: October 20
Occupation: Retail Manageer
PLAYER: Zess
Surname: Toad
Birthday: February 26
Occupation: Chef
It was a strange aura of silence on the front steps of Boo Manor. Outside the grand mansion which held almost their entire previous episode, including the two grueling ceremonies of elimination which took two of their very own, the remaining players of the game could only sit in waiting silence on the cold steps of the building.
Dashell: It really actually affected me to see Snifit go. I wish he didn't take that bribe. Maybe we could have worked it out and he could have survived till the end.
"He was too smart for this game," Dashell murmured to himself, feet on the stone step in front of him. Zess heard him.
"Yeah, you reckon that's why he decided to leave?" Zess laughed. "Perhaps this game was too smart for him. And we, the six of us, are the dumb ones left here in this game!" The rest only shook their heads.
Zess: Six players. One of us is the Mole! I didn't want to be the next one getting whacked! So all I had to do was figure out just which one of these five are it…but you know what the problem is? They're just all so innocent!
"I…I don't know," Dry Bones said, looking at the others. "I'm so confused! I was sure Snifit was the Mole!" As he ducked his head, Tiny looked at him, confused.
Tiny: If Dry Bones thought Snifit was the Mole…he must be really off track. I think he might be lying, but Snifit really didn't do much to be suspected. He was too quiet to be the Mole. What is his strategy?
"We must still stick together…" Éclair said, but even she seemed affected by last episode's events.
"Stick together?" Piantissimo asked her. "What does that do? In a game like this?" Éclair didn't reply.
"Well…hmmph." Piantissimo paused, reflecting on last episode's events as well.
Piantissimo: Hmm. Mimi ended the game happy. It left a good impression. So perhaps when I leave this game happily at my execution, I will leave a good impression as well on the others. But at this point...did I simply care?
"Come on guys, we shouldn't be smiling down!" Zess called out in a grand voice, as everyone turned to her. "Let's smile up!" Everyone turned to the elderly toad.
"Smile…up?" Tiny repeated. Zess winked, and looked high above the mansion. The rest of the five turned and saw that shooting above the mansion, mysteriously visible to all of them and reaching to the sky, was a large pole that had the exterior of metal. It was the elevator shaft, and it had already become visible to all of them. They stared in awe at the sight before them.
"The world is already changing, huh?" The metal elevator shaft stopped partway into the sky before them, and looking up, they realized that part of their blue sky above was not a blue sky, but actually a fictional, disguised part of a ceiling, painted the colors of the world above.
"I think…our next episode is waiting."
The six players were huddled in the elevator, immense and shaking as it continued it way to the fourth floor of the game. McHallyboo stood in front of them, as if guarding them from the next world they would encounter.
"Huh." Dashell's eyes were staring at the yellow lights above the elevator door, almost a little heatedly. He finally discovered the meaning of the seven lights.
"Seven episodes, right McHallyboo?" he said, a little crossly. "Why didn't you warn us beforehand?" Éclair looked at him worriedly.
Éclair: Dashell has changed a lot, entering this new episode. I believe it is because he has disconnected from important people this round, and he is alone….I do realize too that I myself am alone in this as well.
"Are you guys ready for the next world?" Tiny asked, as everyone prepared themselves mentally as well.
Tiny: I honestly don't know how I'm going to survive the rest of this game. After last night's double elimination, I realize that things have gotten harder. Everyone's smart. Zess is smart, I shouldn't underestimate her. Even though I think she's the Mole. Even Dry Bones is smart.
DING! The floor arrived, and Dry Bones jumped, falling against the side of the metal door in the process. Then, when he did, Dry Bones' eyes widened again and he jumped back, looking at it strangely.
"Wait…" he said strangely, voice stunned. Dry Bones pressed his hand cautiously against the metal door he had just touched.
"What is it?" Piantissimo asked urgently. "What? What?" The doors of the elevator started to open. Dry Bones looked at the door with mystery.
"It's…cold."
When the doors opened, the first thing that hit the players was a large gush of cold air. All six of them turned away as snow hit their eyes, flying strongly through the air before them and whirring among a land of white snow.
"What in the world!" One by one, the players in stunned manner entered the world before them, shielding their eyes from the continuing flurries and the extreme change of temperature which had hit them all.
"This is ridiculous!" Piantissimo cried, as everyone tried to cover themselves from the blistering cold.
"Hold together, players!" they heard McHallyboo's voice shout. After a few seconds, the wind stopped, and the players could finally open their eyes fully to the landscape before them. They made out trees, stones, and even a snowy path of white color before them. But in their distances, white patches of snow could be seen travelling endlessly into their horizon.
"Now I think I slightly remember this place," Zess began, but she wasn't sure.
Zess: A land that will freeze me to death. Oh great! But it did look just a little bit familiar.
"Umm, snow?" Tiny said, looking around her. "Where in the world are we?"
"Welcome, to the Fahr Outpost!" McHallyboo shouted to them, his smile enthusiastic and face being hit with little pieces of snow as well. "This is the icy town of white lands, where snow runs rampart twenty-four hours a day, seven times a week." The players looked around them, in a way, amazed.
"I cannot imagine at all living here," Zess said with disbelief, shuddering at the snow. "It's terribly cold."
"The citizens here, who for odd reason are 98.9 percent bob-ombs, have all accustomed to this weather, complete with a hardened extra layer of skin from living here," McHallyboo went on to them about the history of their land. "Maybe, after a while, you will develop another skin layer too." The players felt just a bit disgusted.
"I'm…good enough," Dry Bones said, shuddering at the thought and the cold. "Even one layer of skin is bad enough for me." McHallyboo chuckled at his statement.
"So, I would like to introduce your first set of missions for this Episode 4," the host began. "Before we begin, I need four runners who are going to run from the past, and two people who have a smooth way with words and direction." The six players tried to face each other in the snow.
"Suggestions?" Dashell spoke up, trying to form the two groups.
"Well, I've had terrible memories in my past, with my age and all," Zess chortled. "I'd like to take the first role...and run away from it!" Piantissimo nodded as well.
"I'll be a runner," he instantly said. "I do not know what the 'past' part entails in McHalyboo's description, but I can surely run, no doubt." Dry Bones immediately shook his head.
"I don't want to run," he murmured, looking at Dashell. "I'll be a people-talker!" Dashell only took a second to understand.
Dashell: He immediately remembered the role from Episode 2 where I assigned him to be the runner for the megaphone. Does he have a phobia of running now? I guess it was my fault too though that he failed miserably.
"I'll run," Dashell immediately volunteered. Tiny looked at Éclair.
"I know you're really good at physical challenges lately," Tiny began, "but do you mind if I'm a runner this game? Not saying you're not good at running." Éclair smiled.
"Please, if you will, I will be the one to use words." The players had decided their roles.
"Zess, Piantissimo…Dashell, and Tiny," the host began, looking at the four players grouped on his left. "I would like to give you all…these." And there was a container that the players did not spot before that was right beside the host. As the host reached down into the container, he pulled out four plastic objects, along with one large metal object that made them all wide-eyed with amazement and fear.
"A gun," Dry Bones stuttered, seeing the object. McHallyboo first handed each of the four players a pair of goggles, which they put on one by one in curiosity.
"A snowball gun," McHallyboo corrected, "which one of you will be holding in your next game." The four players looked surprised.
"Your game will be called the, 'Snowball Shootout', and it will be up to you four to safely make it to the end of a fanciful, snowy obstacle course!" The four players could only stare with excitement for their next game's description.
Zess: When McHallyboo says 'safely'…you know there's something up in the game!
"Of course, it won't be that easy," McHallyboo explained. "There will be four snowball shooters spread about the course. They have their own strongly-powered snowball guns as well. If you get hit…you're out of of the game." Everyone shuddered at the line, as much as they did to the cold around them.
Dashell: Out of the game...now that's a phrase I would hate to be associated with.
"If at least one of you makes it to the end, I will be giving the team 20,000 coins." The players looked at each other with surprise, and they knew it was a teamwork game.
"Only one person must make it? Simple," Piantissimo commented, his mood reassured.
"And this game…will not be easy," was McHallyboo's comment about their upcoming mission. "Because the path you must run, to the end of the game, will not be the easiest either. Good luck." The four soon-to-play players were ready for their game.
"Not complete without some danger!" Zess chimed, enthusiastic for their next game.
"Oh man, this sounds a little scary though," Tiny admitted, but she smiled at her teammates. "We got this though. I think." McHallyboo faced the other two, who were not assigned their game.
"Dry Bones and Éclair," he began. "Do you know what your job entails?" Both of the anticipating players shook their heads.
"At exactly 12PM sharp, a tour bus full of bustling tourists will appear. They will be entering this land for the first time!" McHallyboo faced them.
"You, Éclair and Dry Bones, will be the tour guides." At the news, the two players, too, looked stunned and excited.
"Oh my," Éclair sounded, but she smiled at their mission's description. Dry Bones seemed shocked, then spoke.
"Err, that's funny," Dry Bones said with a laugh. "We haven't been here either before!" His face was confused at McHallyboo.
"What…are we supposed to even do?"
"Wing it," was McHallyboo's smiling reply. "You will have to get good reviews for your tour. At the same time, you must complete three specific actions on the tour. Get a good review as good tour guides…and ten thousand coins will be won!" Dry Bones and Éclair faced each other.
Dry Bones: Didn't sound fair at all one bit. How were Éclair and I supposed to improvise being professional tour guides? Lie to them?
"A physical game, and a mental game," McHallyboo said, facing them both with a smile. "Just how will you all fare out?
Zess: A snowball shootout, huh? Just how terrible will this upcoming game be for us? And which group was the Mole in?
Piantissimo: I did not know how hard our next game would be, but if we had to run, then a heavy chance I stood.
"Well, players, before you go off to your designated places, I have something I have to give you all first…so you can survive this episode." Looking down, McHallyboo took out a large heap of cloth, using two hands, out of the bin beside his feet. He held them out to the players.
"Coats."
The host led four players to a hill that existed far into the white land of Fahr Outpost. Almost reminding some of the players of the sand dunes they were forced to climb in Yold Desert, it was a small trudge up the snowy mountains. The players had switched their foot gear as well.
Zess: We were wearing snow shoes…now, these weren't regular shoes at all. It was like, large tennis rackets were attached to the bottom of my feet!
"I simply cannot run in these," Piantissimo said with distaste, taking steps one by one with struggle. "How are we supposed to take the action of running in this next mission?"
"I feel like just running in our own shoes would be easier than…these!" Tiny commented, tilting to the side and almost losing her balance. Dashell shrugged.
"I'm used to these," Dashell told his teammates. "Track runs in the snow."
"Almost as if this world was designed for you, huh little guy?" Zess commented, and then they reached the top of the snow hill with the host. But as the snow settled, they made view of someone in the distance that was making their way to their very spot as well, climbing their own side of the snowy hill. In fact, there was more than one person making their way to the group of five.
Dashell: The strangest site ever…all of a sudden, I saw one of them people. And she had the flowing head of purple hair. And was floating to me. Like…a cloud spirit.
"No, it cannot be…" Piantissimo's eyes were in disbelief, recognizing the second person in line among the group of people. He had the same smirk of his father, who was a fire-breathing notorious , there was a single voice that made all of them drop their mouths, stunned.
"I knew you were gonna miss me!" Mimi popped out from out of the snowy wind. And the four players in their snow shoes could not be more frozen.
Zess: Flurrie? Bowser Jr? Mimi? These players were executed! How could they even be? I'll be darned, the surprises that keep on hitting me in this game!
"My my, it's glad to be back here," Flurrie said with amusement, seeing the faces of the others. McHallyboo stepped up between the two groups of players, smiling as well.
"Well, isn't this a surprise!" McHallyboo announced. "Everyone's back together. In this game." The players of the past looked thrilled.
"Wait, where's Snifit?" Tiny asked, still in awe. And then from behind the group, trudging slower than the others and having trouble climbing the hillside himself, was the player in red. He shook his head in the falling snow, a little embarrassed, but faced the group. Everyone smiled at his existence.
"I'm right here," Snifit said to them, standing up on the snow.
Tiny: I really missed these players. It was great seeing Snifit again, and Flurrie, who left the game so long ago, was back. It was nice to see them shining again.
"Are they…" And then Dashell stepped back, seeing a little spark on the head of Bowser Jr. that was visible to all of them. Then he knew.
"Virtual," he whispered, but even to him they seemed real.
"Even though these are not the actual figures," McHallyboo commented, facing them, "they have the same emotions and memories of the images that were lasted here in the past. They were copied, you know, their images. And now, they are here. But can you feel the difference?" Bowser Jr. shrugged, he himself not feeling the difference at all.
"Well, I'm happy to be here for one more game!" Bowser Jr. laughed, and he went up to Piantissimo. He stuck out his hand for his past teammate to shake.
"Thought you saw the last of me in Execution 2, didn't you?" Piantissimo just looked back at him, and for a moment he was still. Then, though no one could see it, a small tear formed in his own eye.
"Yeah, it's good to see you back in this mission…game partner."
Dry Bones and Éclair were lead to the town within Fahr Outpost and were dressed up in their attire. Both having stylish hunter caps and a shirt with a sewn badge that read "Snowy Fahr Tours", the two players couldn't help but feel more ready for their next challenge.
"Wow, I feel like a real tour guide!" Dry Bones said enthusiastically, tucking in his shirt. "I'm actually kind of ready for this."
"As much as we have to act it," Éclair said, smiling and fitting on her hat, "we must appear it as well." McHallyboo reached their spots, and they all stood at the entrance of a bus.
"Well, soon, you will be tour guides to a group of thirty excited tourists, ready to explore this land," the host explained. "Welcome to the Tour Travel Mission. You will have half an hour to actually read this guide book of your very tour. Here." He handed Dry Bones a small packet manuel, which he took gratefully.
"Along this tour, you must complete three actions…among this four hour tour." He opened up a flipbook and began reading to them.
"One: You must at one point tell a joke, and a majority of the tourists must laugh," the host said, and Dry Bones looked startled. Eclair laughed a bit.
"Two: at one point, one of you must uncontrollably begin crying. Burst into tears." The two players were in disbelief, and burst into laughter.
Éclair: Oh dear…this did not seem like the mission to me where I would appear normally sane, unfortunately.
"Three, you must get everybody into a sing-a-long song on the way travelling back from your tour to this town." Dry Bones and Éclair could only laugh at their misfortune, but were ready for their challenge.
Dry Bones: Song…you know, like during Subliminal Dinner. If I had enough gusto and confidence then…surely I could do it at the end of this tour! But something strikes me bad about public speaking...
"And the final verdict…" McHallyboo announced, "is that at the end, there will be a 'Rate Your Tour Guide' survey you must give to every passenger at the end of your tour. If you are able to give me at least 1 excellent review in paper, written by a passenger, by the end of today…I will give you 10,000 coins." Both players looked at each other and nodded.
Éclair: I had no doubt we would do at least adequate…but an 'excellent' review is something we just feared would be so difficult. It was a challenge.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" McHallyboo said, opening his arms to the bus' entrance. "Prepare for your job of your life, before they all come. Good luck!"
Mission: The Snowball Shootout
Goal: Four players must navigate their way across a snow-white course, dodging obstacles and snowball shots from their familiar executed players on the sidelines. One player on the field is allowed to hold their own snowball gun to take out their attackers. If anyone is hit by a snowball, they are out.
If at least one of the running players make it to the end of the course, 20,000 coins is won.
"Oh dear." They had reached the course, and for as far as they could see, it was the view of a snow-ridden land with little bumps and cliffs. Stretching out for at least five-hundred feet, the four players could only wait at the starting line with anticipation.
"Those bumps will trip us!" Zess said with disappointed at the course before her.
"But they can also use for smart shields," Dashell said smartly, noticing the pattern within it.
"Okay players!" McHallyboo called out, holding a whistle. "The time limit on this game is thirty minutes! If none of you make it to the end by then…then sayonara to your twenty thousand." The players looked a bit disappointed, but they became more alert when McHallyboo displayed to them all the snowball gun from before: one of them would have to carry it.
"Who would like to volunteer?" the host asked them, holding it. "Just to warn, this device is around thirty to forty pounds, so you will have to be strong as well as light on your feet."
"I think…I'll decide to take it" Tiny Kong began, looking at the others. "I will. I feel like I can counter the others as well as be able to run fast enough."
"Are you sure?" Zess asked her. "It's mighty heavy!" Tiny just nodded.
"You all can just focus on escaping while I attempt to shoot the others down," Tiny said with thought. The other three nodded: the gun would be hers.
"Well Tiny, here it is," McHallyboo granted, and Tiny Kong took the large device that was handed to her.
"We need a strategy," Dashell began, as McHallyboo left. "There are large bumps in the land every thirty feet. We have to plan our moves together: they are bound to miss us when we all run together at the same time."
"Running together at the same time?" Zess questioned with a shake of her head. "That's preposterous! We'll get hit like a large crowd of birds!" Everyone took in her suggestion, as Dashell seemed to reconsider his plan.
"So, what should we do?" Tiny asked, resting the metal gun beside her. "Just run?"
"Okay, we'll just run it out…but we have to use the hills as shields," Dashell said, and he pointed out at the land before them. "The shooters will be on our left side…so we have to hide on the right of the hills. We have to hide behind these snow mountains for safety. We'll be safe behind them with no harm on us." They saw a red line that separated the shooter's territory, which was on a raised land besides the actual obstacle course, from the long path the four of them had to run.
"They're on raised land…so they'll be shooting down on us," Tiny said, her voice a little uneasy.
"Yep. So they can target us very well."
The bus was already bustling with tourists. Most of them not bomb-ombs, some of them had just arrived in the winter-setted land of Fahr Outpost to learn more of their surroundings. Unfortunately for Dry Bones and Éclair, they had just learned about them just minutes before.
"Oh goodness, the bus is ready to go," Éclair said, and she faced Dry Bones.
"Ready?" Dry Bones faced her, a nervous grin. They both stepped up, up the steps of the bus, and were focus of the people before them. Éclair faced the crowded bus of people.
"Hello, and welcome to the wonderful Snowy Fahr Tours of Fahr Outpost," Éclair stated to the crowd before her, as all eyes turned to the princess of the tour. "I hope you're all ready to explore this magnificent land, as we go out to explore the Powdered Tundra and the Angel Wing Cave. Please sit back and enjoy the tour." The crowd seemed content, pleased, and most faces in the crowd were happy if not smiling.
"My name is Éclair," Éclair said, bowing politely to the tourists before her. "And…" Dry Bones stepped up.
"I'm the local expert of this land, Dry Bones Secar!" he announced to them. He suddenly froze for a second.
"Umm…umm…once there was a….yes, enjoy," he said sheepishly, and faced the front. Éclair, seeing some of the confused faces before her, just smiled brightly to the crowd.
"Well, are you ready to start? Please give us a cheer to start the tour!" The crowd immediately switched to a mode of enthusiasm and excitement for their tour. As they did give out a welcoming cheer, Éclair breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she joined Dry Bones on the tourist seats beside them.
"Dry Bones, are you okay?" she asked quickly, trying to talk under the again-bustling crowd. Dry Bones looked nerve-wracked.
"I tried to!" he said, face panicked in a mode of defeat. Éclair looked confused.
"Tried…?"
"To crack a joke, for a challenge" Dry Bones finished, and he looked back at the crowd to see if anyone was looking at him. "You don't think anyone thinks we're bad, are we?"
"Oh...well…it is the only first few seconds of our tour," Éclair said reassuringly, but even she was a little cautious.
Éclair: I am a bit worried, for I realize that Dry Bones is very nervous in crowds. And I had not known this before…but he just needs confidence, is all.
Dry Bones: I tried…that counts, right? Whoo…can't wait for four more hours of public speaking! Especially with ten thousand coins on the line. Oh be-jeez.
"Flurrie and Mimi! Shooters of Half 1 of the obstacle course."
"My my, this will be quite the game." It was Flurrie who was raising her snowball gun in the air, and excitedly, Mimi joined her by her side with her own smaller version of the weapon. The two of them stood in their place, their gun perched on little holders that enabled them to aim them through the air.
"For the first half of the course, you will be avoiding these two shooters of your past: Flurrie and Mimi." The two females gave their little waves from the side.
"You're all going down!" Mimi taunted loudly, waving her gun in the air. "I might even win this game, and I'm not even part of this game anymore!" They heard her, even though she was situate more than fifty feet away from them. Dashell gulped.
Dashell: Oh man. Mimi with a gun looked frightening. Flurrie holding a gun? It was like...an oxymoron definition for me.
"Yes, though I do not like this, I will be shooting at you all," Flurrie called out, her voice magnified through a speaker, "but it is our duty for this game." All four runners waited at the start of their game. The course runway of snow, one which they had to make it to the end of, waited before their eyes.
"Oh no…" Tiny looked down at her gun, feeling anxious for the game. Zess put on her ready face, and her shoes were ready to run.
"Don't trip, fellas," Zess said with a small smirk. "These shoes are trickier to run in than ever." Dashell nodded, and the other two listened to her.
"On your mark!" McHallyboo shouted. The runners nervously got and readily got into their springing positions.
"Get set…"
"WHOOOT!" A high-pitched sound rang through the air: the host's whistle.
"Go!" The four runners sprinted as fast as they could across the snow, as fast as their snow shoes could take them. Zess hollered out loud, as snowballs were fired from the very guns of Flurrie and Mimi, into the air and over their heads. They were being missed by dangerous mere inches.
Zess: Wow, what a start! All I could see was flying snow! It was a feeling of excitement and terror, all in one.
Piantissimo: Chaos. Absolute chaos! I could not describe it any more.
"Duck!" Piantissimo shouted, and he ducked himself, dodging a snowball which just whizzed over his head. Zess trailed behind him, hiding under a small hill of snow, and then running out right after. Dashell, ahead of everyone, managed to run the first hundred feet.
"Hide, hide here!" Dashell gathered, and he had reached a large man-made mountain of snow as their first barrier across the course. Piantissimo found shelter, then Zess. Tiny was the last one to join them, huffing with the metal device in her hand.
"You're all okay?" Dashell said to his group.
"Geez, Flurrie is quite excellent with that gun!" Piantissimo noticed, looking panicked. "I looked at her right in the eye!
"My own gun," Tiny realized, looking down at it. "I think I'm going to stay behind a little bit behind you guys. I want to try and possibly shoot down an attacker."
"Are you sure?" Zess said with a worried look. "We don't want you down!"
"Don't worry," Tiny said, slightly smiling a bit reassuringly. "I'm gonna try and take one down before they take one of you. Plus, my gun is so heavy anyway."
"Ah!" A snowball, shot by Flurrie herself, had knocked off the top of the created ice fort, as a large chunk of snow fell down upon the four players. They immediately scattered out, trying to take the snow out of their mouths. Zess fell to the floor, flabbergasted.
"Run, run!" Dashell ordered everyone. Piantissimo pulled Zess, and she tried to take his speed to boost her back onto her feet. They were off running forwards. Dashell ran as well, and for a second, Tiny did too. But then, she stopped, paused in place.
"Tiny, what are you doing!" Dashell called, facing behind him. She was poised in place, looking worried as well.
"I…I need to get one of them down!" Tiny said with determination, trying to handle the trigger of the gun. "If I can just…" All of a sudden, her body lunged backwards, as a white comet-like object soared through the air and hit her directly in the chest. Dashell, just a few feet away from her, jumped backwards in shock.
Dashell: I didn't know what to make of the snowball that sailed out of nowhere. And the force…was at least fifty miles per hour. It hit Tiny, and I was caught off guard.
"Ah!" Tiny Kong fell backwards into the snow, and it was clear. She was hit. It was a terrible sight, as she lay motionless in the snow.
"Tiny is down!" was a boomed voice that echoed in the air, from the host's mouth. "Shooter: Flurrie." Flurrie, though feeling a little bad, did a little victory dance to her pleasure from her sidelines.
"The gun!" Zess shouted, facing backwards at Dashell and still running with Piantissimo as well. "Grab the gun! You're still able to grab it!" In an instant, Dashell grabbed the snow gun which Tiny had left behind, and hoisted it above his shoulder. Now, he had to run ahead and dodge the future shots of the sailing snowballs.
"Ahh!" Piantissimo halted, as a snowball landed just feet away from his feet. He looked to his left, and saw Mimi, her gun pointed at Piantissimo with a little smile. For a second, their eyes met.
Piantissimo: Even virtually…Mimi still scared me to my wits. A statement I will thoroughly admit.
Episode 4 begins! With a small bit of cold twists and turns! Just how will these duo of mission play out?
Thank you all for being such a great readers and supporters! : ) Episode 4 is almost the hallway point of the story…and I wish to make the rest of this great for all of you. Let me…reply to you wonderful people!
Moley Koopa: Oh snappers! Realizing how short these executions truly are! Oh gee, the past two executions have not reached more than three names even. I kind of like it though: I expect executions in a Mole game to draw out names and be longer, so a short one is unexpected. Poor Bowser Jr, being such a fan of the game, was probably shocked at his own execution xD. And your favorite is still alive! Just hoping your favorite just doesn't turn out to be the Mole, that is.
FireKai: Ah, in a way that is a positive aspect! Having a major suspect eliminated now, than later like in the final three. I watched a Dutch Mole season following one person until the final three…and was duped so bad : ( haha. Who's fault was that? Your comment of being glad Snifit left, your reasoning of him being too mysterious made me laugh so hard, haha. Dashell and Éclair's dialogue…man, I usually don't write scenes like that in a Mole game. Reminds me of this drama/romance fic I tried to write a few years back…never again! Lol -.- Ah, speaking which! Do you know of the current Australia Season 6 airing right now in the kangaroo land? It's actually quite spectacular! I'll send you it in a PM if you like : )
book-reader233: Ah hehe! I struggled so much in deciding the chapter name! I wanted readers to know though that this was not some ordinary execution. So yep! Hopefully after Mimi's departure, the bribe still took you by surprise, I hope ; ) Snifit, yes. Such a mysterious character, and if he really was the Mole…wouldn't that be the best reverse psychology ever? I would have loved to have made him the Mole to mess around with you guys! But then there would be vegetables of anger flying D: hahaa! And great listing of suspects! I see your points very well, and perhaps you have coincided and powered the poll with your thoughts! Since your suspects were such on the top? Hehe. Only time will tell for the results of the next poll!
sixthsense6: Ah, premonition before the execution! Hehe, it seems like you had it before Mimi disappeared. And Mimi's attitude totally reminds me of the little conniving girl who pretends to be more useless than she really is…and that's totally suspicious to me personally in a Mole game! So perhaps that is why you suspected her as well : ) Yes, and about Snifit not going home empty-handed: I agree with that too! I feel like he did deserve something for his clever play-out of the game. And 50,000 coins ain't bad yo, lol. Thanks for the wishes!
Elemental Queen: Ah, I must say, Zess is the likable character in this game xD Wouldn't be the same without her! I was really excited to add a grandma character to the group.
Vivalahomestar: Temper Tantrum attack? No! –hides- ahah. Oh, thanks for thanking me on my trickniness! Anyways, yes, that double execution was quite awful! But do not worry! This season has the same number of episode as Season 1 now…and that lasted quite a bit, I must say x) Season 2 was awful for me with so many writer block gaps! So maybe this cut of an episode is just what this season needs. It might even be for the better for me in the end. And it's a dilemma to think about: is the Mole innocent-appearing, or not so innocent-appearing in this game? That is the question among the remaining players! Anywyas, thank you for your words Mr. Viva-home! Ah, my nickname for you hehe. And I shall be sure to check your updated story, I must!
Ice Empoleon: The plus-one logic was so spot on! You described it well: incentive for the others to win even if they won a previous game, and not so many exemptions. Voting for one player: yikes indeed! I would never do it for the first three quizzes. No sir! Anyways, I love the level of suspicion-ness you associate with each character, after listing their sabotages. Your "entered names list" was really intriguing as well…care to elaborate a little on it? It seems like a kind of list I would make xP
Dark Punxysaur: Haha, your nickname for Dashell shines out. As well as Piantissimo's. I can't just help but chuckle at your new, encoded never-changing names for them. Ah, let us see how your predictions go, Mr. Punxy! : )
Fanfict1315125: Thanks for your review! And hmm, you can definitely say that : ) After three seasons….things are definitely not going to be of a normal Mole game hehe.
fredthemontymole: YAH, if you gave me a pineapple soufflé Snifit wouldn't have been executed! Dx. Sniff! It's the truth! Now he's gone…gone forever…but rich, hehe. Ah, good theory on Snifit and his exemption! He really is a mysterious character, with all his motives, and if I were in a Mole game I probably would've suicided instead of him. And oh gee, "Snifit's Suicide". Isn't that just a mordibly-appropriate name for the end of Chapter 15? Haha xD…ah, I should stop laughing.
Perianth: Ah, Luigi's mansion flashback! I miss it! Heard the sequel is top-notch, I can always trust IGN for that ; ) But I definitely based the image of the mission on Luigi's mansion, if you look at the website hehe. Oh yes, the double execution and its trickery! I decided to include the bribe AFTER to vary from the actual US Seas 5 Mole season. So good job trying to reason that, because there was a reason : ) Oh, and are the executions planned? Wouldn't that just be such a diabolical plan by McHallyboo? To just think about it makes me shudder…anyways, you taught me a new internet term! Epileptic tree, I had a great time looking that up and adding it to my vocabulary : )
ElisaMichelle123: Hi, hi! Thank you so much for your review. I really appreciate each one : ) Ah, I loved mentioning of the previous Moles (Toadette and Yoshi), and how you are considering them for this season. But yes, hopefully you suspect well! As for your request, I am sorry to say that I cannot promise you that, but I will take it into consideration for what I have already planned to happen : ) And if neither of them are executed…yay! Request granted, hehe.
PJCanada: Ah, thank you for the compliments on the tenseness x) Ah, someone getting executed first on a Mole execution would give me heart attack too. In fact, that happened once in a Mole Australia season…and I died, because that player was also my top suspect, hehe. Oh gosh, I must compliment back on your quiz answer analyzations. Really good work laid out there of analyzing. Getting the number of questions right…ah, that is so great! The quizzes do hold importance, so it was smart of you to tackle that area. Durians…reoccurring theme! I never knew a spiky fruit could become my story icon, ahahaa. Ah, and what is this "very-own krisetchers" thing!? Nonsense, I say! (Thankss xD)
Luigenius: Yes, happy you thought it was intense! I actually had to read it again myself first run-through, and it wasn't intense enough, so I had to add things and edit it up actually xD So glad for the final result! Ah, yes, Snifit would have definitely made it far if he didn't go for the bribe. Too smart of a brain, that player in red had. Great points listed on your suspects, you seemed to track down a lot of areas in the game of possible sabotage. And among your two suspects, we shall see if one of them hits the dust. Also, I like your little list of "people you trust"! Actually, it's good to have that! ...even while playing in an actual Mole game itself, heh.
PSULucky: Of happiness to see you back! : ) Yes, I'm happy to see you are back to reading. Read at your own pace, of course do it! I do the same with my updating so no fault xD. The fight in the middle of Delfino Plaza just gives me back memories of the mission and how chaotic it really was! Your mention of a "hidden clue" involved with Vivian gave me chills…I will say that there wasn't a hidden clue involved there at all, but just the thought gave me some strange genuine heebie jeebies, and good job on that lol.
Thank you guys so much for your words!
Anyways, if you had stumbled my profile, you would have noticed that the Mole had left another letter there. : o ah, such sneaky messages by the Mole. Read at your own risk.
Anyways, stay tuned for the next part of this episode!