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EPISODE 4 (PART 3)
"Wait…what…he's back in the game?" Tiny Kong couldn't believe her ears as she came to join the others, having been kicked off much earlier in the snowy mission.
"This is strange," Dry Bones said, shaking his head and face twisted in disbelief of the situation. "I can't take this twist. Not another one." The group of gathered six could only talk with ecstatic misunderstanding, and each baffled face was as confused as the next.
"Bowser Jr. sort of ruined the twist for me," Dashell said, looking unaffected among the group. "He couldn't keep his mouth shut during the game."
"How is this even allowed, Snifit being back?" Zess voiced with doubt.
"Anything is possible." And then it was McHallyboo who came into view, along with another figure that trudged beside him, red coat familiar to all of them and something that they never thought they would see again. Snifit, almost looking as if he was in a trance of still proportions, just stood where he was, and all six other player of the game looked at him with muddled feelings.
"He really is back." The two missions were undoubtedly over, but the results of the two just-played games were far off the minds of the others. A player who left the game, and who they saw leave with their very eyes, was back.
"I think we deserve an explanation?" Piantissimo immediately spoke up, frowning about the situation. McHallyboo grinned, ready to give one.
Piantissimo: What…in the world was going on? We deserved to know the answer. This concept was absolutely ridiculous.
"It seems that someone has placed his way back into this game of treachery and mistrust," McHallyboo said, looking the most relaxed in the group, even more than Snifit. "Here, we have Snifit, brought back into this game for that very reason. Last episode, you willingly took that bribe for 50,000 coins, right Snifit?"
"Yes. I did it on will." The player seemed to just nod, not looking at anyone in particular.
"But then right after, you took our second offer, was that correct?" McHallyboo said, almost prompting him to speak. Snifit nodded again, this time looking more up.
"And …that second offer was what?" Dry Bones asked, face still twisted in disbelief.
"That if he gave up the bribe, he would have a chance at an exemption that would guarantee him at least one episode, if not two episodes, further in the game," McHallyboo told the rest of the group, and they all seemed to have a collective gasp of surprise.
"His mission was simple, but had heavy consequences: he was to pretend to be a virtual player and shoot one of you. If he shot one of you successfully, he would be guaranteed an exemption to the next episode."
"Wait, so that bribe was just a fake offer, just to get someone to be tempted to lose us more money later in this game?" Piantissimo said, voice sounding incredulous.
"Well, if Snifit missed that snowball bullet shot, he wouldn't have been let back into the game," McHallyboo elaborated. "So he took a risk of turning down the bribe." The players reflected on the speech, nodding. But at the same time, some of them were still reflecting in confusion, baffled from the context of the game's twist.
"When the bribe was offered, Snifit was given one more risk chance to play the game even more," the host elaborated. "And Snifit decided that he wanted to play the game more. He succeeded in shooting one of you. And…now he continues on. I believe it was a choice well made." McHallyboo turned back to Snifit.
Dry Bones: Snifit…oh gosh. As if his presence didn't haunt me already. And now he's back. But could he even be the Mole? I mean, he got bribed off already, so no way he could be the Mole. Unless…
"Well, now that that's all settled," McHallyboo said with a small grin, looking at Snifit, "Please join the others." The group was silent. Snifit stood still for a second, a little hesitant, before walking back to the others.
Tiny: How were we supposed to react? He obviously took a huge breach in the rules and bought his way back into the game by sabotaging us. It was a strange feel to have him back in the game.
"Hmm." Most of the players didn't know how to take in the new-arrived player, and for a second, no one even said anything. Then Éclair, face showing compassion, stepped forwards.
"It is a pleasure to have you back, Snifit," Éclair spoke out, breaking the unwelcoming silence. "Please feel comfortable back with us." Snifit nodded.
"Yes, it's good to have you back, little sport!" Zess chimed in, giving Snifit a small welcoming pat on the back and grinning herself. "I might have done the same thing if I was offered such an offer!" She laughed heartily, as Snifit managed to smile as well.
"Humph." Dashell folded his arms.
Dashell: This was a really strange context. It was nice to have Snifit back…but something just didn't add up.
Tiny Kong: Like, does that mean that Snifit CAN'T be the Mole at all, if we saw proof of him leave the game before? How could he possibly be the Mole now? It's not possible for him to be it…unless…
Piantissimo: Unless, simply, the whole bribe execution was a decoy. Which is my theory. But at that point it was impossible to think, so I simply let it slide.
"Well!" Dry Bones said, hiding his disappointment and shocked feelings as he went to shake Snifit's hand. "Good to see ya back here!" Snifit just nodded, as Dry Bones' kept his false smile. Snifit then faced Dashell almost in a greeting way, who seemed to just stare back at him in confusion.
"Oh, umm, it's cool to see you back," Dashell said, nodding. "Welcome back, Snifit." Zess shook her head.
Éclair: For Dashell to be that unreceptive when seeing Snifit in the game once again…I must say, it was quite painful to watch. I was disappointed in him.
Zess: Only a few of us were welcoming Snifit's arrival back and trusting him, but everyone else was just….what was going on? Everyone else was just so unfriendly and suspicious! What was the big deal? Is one more player back in this game really going to hurt us? Especially since he's can't even be the Mole anymore!
"Welcome, enough of that," McHallyboo said, straightening his extra coat that he was wearing on top of his regular one. "Let us discuss the conclusions of our two games." Everyone, though still struck from the convoluted cirumstances, was forced to move on.
"First, the snowball barrage of Snowball Shootout! I would like to point a few actions out." He looked over at the players who had participated, his eyes turning first to Tiny Kong.
"Tiny Kong, you had the opportunity to shoot out as many players as you could have throughout the game," the host explained, as Tiny Kong looked down at the ground with an unfortunate smile. "However, you were out in the first obstacle, and shot out in the first five minutes of the game. Would you like to elaborate?" Tiny Kong nodded slowly, looking disappointed.
"Yeah, I just couldn't even aim that gun quickly enough in time," she said in an overwhelmed voice. "And as soon as I had it in sight, wham! Flurrie got me." She smiled again down-heartedly, remembering the events.
"I wish I was more of a help," she finished, as McHallyboo nodded.
Piantissimo: Tiny Kong was the first one to volunteer for the snowball gun in the first place. She she may have purposely wanted to get rid of the gun for the team. It was quite a logical move if she were the Mole.
"There was another gun hidden on the field, however," McHallyboo continued, as Zess, Dashell, and Piantissimo all looked surprised. Even Snifit seemed stunned.
"Where?" Zess asked, flabbergasted.
"Right before the Ice Hole Obstacle within the game, a metal box was present on the side of the track which had an extra gun in it, if you had decided to look inside," McHallyboo told them, and the three last players of the snowball shootout suddenly looked at each other. Then, Zess and Dashell looked at Piantissimo with memory.
"Wait…" Zess began slowly, pointing at Piantissimo. "That was the box that we ran passed in the beginning! Remember? You pulled me away from it!"
"Oh…was that true?" Piantissimo said, looking regretful with slow realization. "Oh gee." The three players looked stunned in total.
Dashell: We could have at least looked inside to see what was in the box. But as soon as we approached the box, Piantissimo was the first one to openly say to avoid it. Why was he so adamant in avoiding it?
"Yeah, but how was I possibly supposed to know there was an extra gun in there?" Piantissimo spoke against the team, as Dashell and Zess both looked unsure.
"And if we didn't run ahead, we would have gotten shot by one of the shooters," Piantissimo pointed out, looking at Zess. "You can almost say that I saved you." He gave her a triumphant look.
"Hmm, it could have been me saving you," Zess retorted smartly, "if I had a gun in my hands, that is!"
"And then Zess, you fell victim to the ZB June, while Dashell, you got shot by our exempted shooter here," McHallyboo concluded, as Zess looked down with a disappointed grin and Dashell remained still.
Dashell: It is a bit amusing that Zess lasted longer than Piantissimo, and even Tiny. They are both so it makes me suspicious: how was it possible for Zess to have survived so long into the game? It's like she...knew the layout.
"Wait…wait, I gotta confirm something about this…this offer back…" Dry Bones spoke up with sudden voice, as everyone turned to him along with the host. Snifit especially looked up, disconcerted.
"So if Snifit missed shooting Dashell with the snowball, he would have been kicked out of this game permanently?" he said with an incredulous face.
"Precisely," McHallyboo said with a nod. Dry Bones' face showed even more conflicted and confused thoughts.
Dry Bones: So it's not possible for him to have been the Mole?
"So let me make this clear," Dry Bones tried to continue. "Even if he was the Mole, and he had missed the snowball shot, you wouldn't have allowed him to have come back?" Dashell suddenly lit up.
"Are you sure the shot was from his snowball or-"
"We can discuss this issue at another time, shall we?" McHallyboo countered, as Snifit turned to McHallyboo with a small look of relief. "But for now, we have to focus on something else: let's see just how successful you were in the Snow Tours mission, Dry Bones." Dry Bones' face immediately turned to one of uncertainty, and so did Éclair's.
"You had one mission, both of you: to achieve just one single "Excellent" rating out of the thirty that were administered at the end of your bus tour." He paused and coughed.
"Each survey had the tourists answer twenty questions each, judging your assets on a 1-5 scale for each quality they had to grade. Getting a score below 50 is considered a poor performance, and scoring between the numbers of 50-79 is average. Anything 80 and above is considered "Excellent". If you were able to score at least an 80 on one of these surveys…then you win."
"If we reached at least a 20, I'd be pleased," Dry Bones said, almost with a laugh and a sigh. They listened as McHallyboo read the results of the surveys that had been administered and completed by the tourists.
"First rating…" McHallybo read, and everyone seemed to hold their breath. Dry Bones and Éclair looked at the paper in his hands with anticipation.
"Average," he read, and Éclair covered her mouth. Dry Bones just shrugged, face not surprised. The host went on to the next paper.
"Second rating…Average," the host stated, and Dry Bones and Éclair seemed to drop hope. The host went on, to just the next again.
"Third survey scored…Average yet again," the host continued, dropping the third survey to the snowy. It was a predictable cycle, and this time Éclair and Dry Bones seemed to give each other small smiles of defeat.
Éclair: When the ratings were delivered to us one by one, I simply smiled as each survey went by. You do not let judgments from other people in life let you down. What else is there left to do if you cannot force the actions of others? We had already succeeded.
Dry Bones: Yeah. We both knew we won. And that's that! Just cause others didn't like our performance doesn't mean that we didn't like it. And that's all that counts in this game.
"Well, it was fun performing and playing this mission with you," Dry Bones said, smiling and shrugging heavily at Éclair. "Despite our losing, we had loads of fun playing fictional tour guides."
"And the rest of the surveys, I'm sorry to say to one of you…" McHallyboo said, face looking solemn as he delivered them and dropped the rest of the pile on the floor, as Dry Bones and Éclair seemed to step back in surprise, "were rated 'Excellent'". Every player seemed to stop in place with blank stares. The two guides faced each other in disbelief.
"NO WAY!" Dry Bones exclaimed, as the two mission players jumped and grabbed each other in shocked delight. The other five players of the snowball shootout began to clap with great surprise and victory as well, taking in their victory of money winnings to counter their own loss.
"Whoo, you guys did it!" Tiny Kong shouted happily, going up to the two players with a huge smile. "I'm so proud of you guys!" Éclair bowed, while Dry Bones just nodded with a display of victory.
Team Pot
105,000 coins
"Nothing more than ten thousand coins to cure my tranquilized leg, that's for sure," Zess said with a chortle. "Well done, folks!" Dashell nodded, while Piantissimo forced himself to do a clap.
"We did it," Snifit said, and all eyes suddenly turned to the sound of one of the first voices that was uttered by the individual player since his renewal back into the game. Needless to say, everything was still new. And confusing. And in that moment in a game, nobody, not even executed players, could be trusted completely.
Dry Bones: Sure, I'm glad for us winning, but then this new enigma comes into play…determining whether Snifit could be the Mole or not. But according to my calculations…he CAN'T be it.
Dashell: In honest, I don't know what to think of Snifit being back…maybe I can make friends with him again. I have to study him first. Maybe he's safe to approach, despite being back from such a strange process of revival.
Zess: Well, bottom line is, we lost 20,000 coins from the Snowball Shootout mission. One of us four is to blame. We all got shot out, but…which one of us got out on purpose?
Dry Bones: I think Dashell could have avoided that shot if he really tried. The game depended on him. All he had to do was lose, basically!
Tiny Kong: Piantissimo was the one who didn't run back for the box. It could have definitely been him, and the move was on the Moley side. It definitely was questioned by Dashell and Zess too.
Piantissimo: Then again, you had Tiny Kong volunteering for the gun and getting out immediately in the beginning. That is the most suspicious action too. Who knows why she grabbed it first?
Éclair: Even though the Bus mission was successful, it cannot be forgotten that Dry Bones may still be the Mole. The Mole helps to win sometimes, and it is unnerving.
Dashell: Honestly, at this point, yeah. Anyone can be the Mole. Anyone.
When nighttime fell, the town of Fahr outpost served as both warmth and shelter. The players couldn't determine just how comfortable emotionally they felt in the game at that point, but needless to say, they were comforted fin the fact that they weren't outside in the blistering cold.
"Ouch," Dry Bones said, trying to light a candle but burning his finger in the process.
"It's already toasty in here…but then again, you're missing just a few layers of skin," Dashell said in joke. They were in one of the sleeping quarters of the multi-roomed cabin, separated from the others.
"Huh, well…" Dry Bones replied, amused and lighting the candle successfully, thinking carefully and wittily in his reply. "Skin or not, it was pretty warm in the bus with Éclair today." Dashell blinked, unamused.
"Really, dude?" Dashell replied. "Really? You had to say that?" Dry Bones held in his laughter, then changed his face.
"Okay, but on serious terms, I'm just conflicted and this is just shooting my brain to pieces," Dry Bones voiced out, his tone changing. "This game is ridiculous. After I cross Snifit off his list, he's back on again." Dashell faced him, confused
"Wait, Snifit?" Dashell wondered. "How?" Dry Bones shook his head, baffled.
"I don't know…" Dry Bones began. "One part of me tells me that it's impossible for him to be the Mole, since he was executed, but then…another part tells me it could be possible." Dashell turned to him, confused,
"But how could he still be in it?" Dashell began. "If he didn't hit me at the end of that Snowball game, he would've been kicked out of the game. What if he missed me? He would have just been eliminated, right there like that." Dry Bones still looked determined.
"For all we know, the gun was rigged or something to automatically hit you," Dry Bones said, looking into his journal at his written theory. Dashell paused for a bit.
"Wouldn't that kinda be like…rigging the game?" Dashell thought.
"Is it really something new for a Mole to do?" Dry Bones reminded him, looking at more written things in his journal. "Toadette tampered with a boat monitor. Yoshi malfunctioned an ear remote. It's nothing new, really." Dashell nodded, thinking deeply to all and every action that had occurred in the game.
"I don't know what to think, buddy."
Dashell: I have to trust someone again in this game. But with me breaking off with Éclair, and Snifit at such a questionable stance in this game…would anyone want to work with me?
"Please, tell me that I'm not the only one who thought that Dashell or Piantissimo was the cause of our game loss," Tiny sighed, talking to the other females in their room. Zess put down her spatula, facing away from their stove.
"Well, Mr. Dashell was running ahead of me, and nearly caused me to run into an icy hole," Zess remembered with a shake of her head. "Perhaps I'm taking it personally because it was terribly rude, but it was also suspicious as well!"
"And Piantissimo ran across that metal box, right?" Tiny Kong tried to confirm with Zess. "I need to take these notes."
"Right passed it," Zess recalled, "though I can't remember if that was his ego, or purposeful sabotage."
"It's hard to tell sometimes," Éclair spoke up, as both girls turned to her and nodded.
"What was Dry Bones like in the bus mission, if you don't mind me prying some information from you girl?" Zess asked Éclair with an eager look.
Zess: Sometimes, you have to study people to see if they'll be nice to you or not! Eclair is too friendly in this game, giving information to everyone...now, don't call me evil, but it was advantageous to have someone like her so willing to share her notes.
"No, please," Éclair said, shaking her head. "I trust you guys to share information with you. I also think the Mole is a male." She opened up her journal.
Tiny Kong: I have to admit though, Zess has been on my suspect list for a good amount of time. I just have to keep her from thinking that.
"I did remark one part of the bus trip where Dry Bones was suspicious," Éclair said, looking at her words. "It was where we were entering the dark cave of the tunnel, and Dry Bones seemed not as nervous as he was before." Both girls looked at her.
"Was it important?" Tiny Kong asked.
"I do not know," Éclair said. "But his switching of character was...odd" Zess wrote it down in her notebook as well.
"Hmm, well, I'm really keen on one of the people on my team in the Snowball game being the Mole," Zess said, sounding resolute, as Tiny Kong gave her a strange stare. "The Mole's job is to sabotage anyway…and guess they did! They cost us 20,000 coins, right down the sucker."
Tiny Kong: I can't forget that Zess also sabotaged in the snowball mission…which puts her right on the list of possible saboteurs.
"Remember that Snifit technically sabotaged as well in that game," Tiny Kong reminded her.
"Why, isn't that so?" Zess repeated. "As soon as he comes back into the game…he sabotages a mission."
It was Piantissimo who was analyzing his roommate with a frown, sitting on the bed. Snifit just sat at his own wooden desk, writing and scribbling. The two of them shared their own mixed feelings for the night.
"Gratifying feeling to be back in this game, eh?" Piantissimo spoke up, pitted in the room with the quiet player. For a second, Snifit didn't reply, until he was finished writing.
"Sorry, I was focused on writing something," Snifit spoke up. "What was that?"
"Let me repeat myself," Piantissimo began, changing his sentence, "No one's been let back into a Mole game. That's unprecedented." He paused.
"That must've been a risky move, to risk 50,000 coins on the shot of being able to shoot down one of us during the game." Snifit didn't say anything for a second.
"I didn't know what the special task entailed," Snifit replied. "I had no idea it would be so difficult. If I knew, I think I would have left with the 50,000 coins. But oh well. I succeeded, and I guess that's that."
"No difference, it doesn't affect me," Piantissimo shrugged. "I just cannot fathom the fact that McHallyboo let you back into this game. But I'm not here to complain." He shrugged again.
"It still does not exempt you from the possibility of being the Mole." Snifit paused for a second, looking up from his journal. This time, he actually turned to Piantissimo to reply in a sentence.
"And that is what makes this game even more exciting," Snifit replied, before turning back around to write in his journal. But when he did, he had a small smile of his own.
It was at the stroke of midnight. The players shuddered with a startle, because they heard a noise, almost like that of a clanking bell. As some of them looked out their windows, they saw a blinding red light, as if it was the glaring light from a lantern of a host who was about to intrude into their warm sanctuary. Within seconds, another sound was present to wake them all up once again.
"Players! Up, please," was the voice that echoed the living room of the little cabin that once housed warm air. With the door open, the existence of cold wind entered and swept through all of them.
"What is the meaning of…this?!" Piantissimo spoke up, exiting first from his room. Seconds later, players were long jolted from their sleep and now standing in the cold cabin room.
"A game. That will determine just how well you all can trust each other." The red lantern in his hand glowed, blinding them all. Now, all seven players were gathered in the cabin's main room.
"A mission NOW?" Dry Bones cried, still in his pajamas and covering his face from the cold as he walked forwards. The rest of the players shared his face and feelings of wretchedness, chilled misery, and disbelief.
"The wind is unbearable outside!" Zess exclaimed. "How will we possibly play a game in the cold?
Zess: This was absolutely, downright, tootingly hootingly crazy. At least give us a cup of coffee each before waking us up, McHallyboo!
"Well, we have to endure this, whatever the game is," Tiny Kong said, shielding her own face with a hat with dismay. In McHallyboo's hand, the lantern glowed even more, contrasting from the white outsides that they were about to enter.
"Who would like to lead?" was McHallyboo's question, and it was a question that made them all wish that they didn't have to go outside. But it was their next part of the game, and it was one step closer to beating the Mole.
Éclair: We are to take each obstacle one by one…there is no other way to stay strong in this game. Otherwise, it is the same action as quitting.
"I will," Éclair said, stepping forth and grabbing the lantern, ready to lead her team. McHallyboo smiled, as Dashell standing behind her was given a map. As the group walked forwards, and as the red light glowed from the princess' hands, they began to realize that the red lantern provided the only heat for their journey across Fahr Outpost. And only emitting just a little bit of heat, the players couldn't help but huddle around the lantern as they made their cold journey across to their next icy game.
"Oh…my." They, one by one, finally entered their game's location. Rocky walls of blue covered them from all sides, and each step they talk, they saw the walls glisten.
"This is…a very mysterious cave." The cavern they entered blocked them from the outside wind, and though the air inside the crystalized expanse wasn't as unbearable as the outside wind, the air was still of significantly low temperature, still intolerable for most of the players. They were in their coats, scarves, mittens, and other assortment of attire that kept them from freezing for the night, and for the beginning of their next mission.
"Follow me…against this wall," McHallyboo began, as the players made their way to the existence of a long wall on one of the sides of the medium-sized cave. They followed him, almost right next to the cave's wall, feet trudging slowly in following manner.
"Stay away from the center," McHallyboo spoke sharply, seeing Dry Bones drift away from the cave's wall and towards the middle of the cave's floor.
"Err…" The players continue carefully, until McHallyboo stopped walking. They were all on one side of the cave, well away from the entrance of the icy cavern they had entered from. But on the other side of the floor, a good thirty feet ahead of them and against the other wall of the rocky and glistening arena, something else in the shape of a pedestal was present that kept them all at curiosity and unease.
Zess: So we were all placed on one end of the cave, and across the cave, there was something else…and we were all wondering, just what could be the challenge here? What's on top of that pedestal that would be our game?
"This game will be called the Icy Escape. And it's your job…for every single one of you…to escape before the end of the night." All players, bodies cold and only focused on the temperature of their game's settings, now faced the host with surprise.
"What?" Tiny Kong repeated, shocked. "Escape?" They all faced the host.
"You see, over there," McHallyboo pointed, and on the side of the pedestal in their cave distance was a metal part of the cave which was not natural at all. In an instant, it opened, revealing an opening of bright light that could only be another exit out of the cave, out into the blistering cold world.
"To open that door, you have to press a button upon that pedestal on the other side of this cave," McHallyboo elaborated, pointing to the far-away pedestal on the opposite cave's end. "It only lights up every ten minutes."
"So then when it lights up, we can all run across and escape?" Piantissimo began, sounding confident.
"Yes, however, only if you want to keep the floor in front of you intact," the host said slyly. The players looked at him, none of them understanding the imminent danger at all.
"If more than one person walks across this cave's floor, the ice in this cave is so weak that it will most definitely crack...and you will definitel fall through," the host revealed to them all, and the players stepped back with caution and fear, back against their wall.
"You're kidding me," Dry Bones moaned. "Really?"
"So how do we play the game?" Zess wondered out loud. "How are we supposed to take our steps?"
"Simple," continued McHallyboo. "Only one person may go across the cave at the time, to press the button and escape. If all of you are able to follow this action one by one, and all escape from the cave within seven green lights, then I will grant your team 30,000 coins, right into the team pot." The players all turned to each other, eager.
"We must be careful not to break the ice floor then," Eclair said with a nod, looking carefully at their floor in front of them,
"Really?" Dashell voiced out. "That's the only thing we have to worry about?" Snifit's face, too, was in a frown.
Dashell: There was always something else. What else was there?
"Oh, and one more thing," McHallyboo said with a clear of his throat, and only those who looked closely saw the smile that suddenly began to grow on his face, only foreboding the negative consequences that would be resulted from his next action.
"Huh…?" As McHallyboo began to walk across the ice, he then reached into his pocket as well, captivating the attention of all seven players with the object that he pulled out. Now next to the pedestal, far away from them, he stood beside it.
"An exemption," he said out loud. He placed the green card next to the button. "If any of you grab it, it's yours. But once it's lifted of this this table, the red light will never light up again. The door would remain closed for the others." The players were in frozen disbelief.
"Does that mean…whoever's left here…" Dry Bones voiced with disbelief.
"And all who is left in this cave…will be left here for the rest of the night." And the hopes of a victory and safe night for the team, for all seven players at that moment, turned as dead as ice.
Trum-de-lam!
That is just the beginning of the game that is about to take place! Does it sound familiar? It's a twisted variant, based of one of the most popular wide-used games used in the Mole internationally! But just how will THESE Mole players take part in it? Will they work together to win, or will someone betray the team?
Also, the middle of episodes always seem to have the juciest player interations...just who is the Mole though?
To everyone who reviewed my last chapter: WHAAAA! Thank you guys for reviewing my story after such a long gap! Im so happy to be forgiven T.T Reviews like that keep me hopeful and going. All my readers keep me rejuvenated, and I thank you guys with many hearts! You keep me going and rolling. Okay, let me reply to your reviews : ) !
KhaosOmega: A double cross indeed! Yes indeed, you can say that! There are so many terms to tell what Snifit did, hehe.
sixthsense6: Ah, no troubles sir : ) Thank you for reviewing! Yes, the bus mission was a success, and won in its own surprising reveal. And hmm, you never know what things can be in a Mole game! Could the Mole be that person, or not that person?
Dark Punxysaur: Dark Punxy! And haha, I guess this chapter answered your question.
Moley Koopa: Ah! Well you see, Bowser Jr's line was basically a glitch in the tower's creation of him: Bowser Jr. knew the secret of Snifit's offer back into the game, and he wasn't supposed to reveal anything about it in the game. But alas, his virtual self yells the secret out. I guess if you think about it, perhaps the actual Bowser Jr. himself would have done something on the likes of that too xD And oh snap, a 3-way coalition! That is such an interesting concept! Truly! Who knows what may arise next in this game?
Guest: Thanks for the forgiving! xD And ah yes, sometimes one's tears can bring others to tears, no? Also, Bowser Jr's line! Nothing more than just him being a chatter-mouth and revealing the twist, heh. And no, no need to be sorry! Sometimes opinions of players switch very much throughout the season! And ah yes! Mole suspects as well seem to switch and stick and switch and stick as well. Just who is it?
Vivalahomestar: This game is full of twists, so you brought some really interesting things up! Speaking of ZB June, yes, that just had to make its appearance here, hehe. The mission was almost like the snowy virtual variant of the Bell of Endurance game in Season 1! And oh man, shipping in one of my Mole seasons xD I cant believe I reached that stage! Ah, alas, I believe it was bound to happen some time. Haha, thanks so much for your review!
Fanfict1315125: He'll either be the winner, an executed player, or the Mole : ) haha...ugh, that wasn't such a helpful comment, was it?
FredtheMontyMole: The spirit of warmth and kindness brought him back, ahah I must admit that me laugh because NO ONE FELT WARMTH AND KINDNESS FOR HIM LOL! -mood killer- Hah, anyways yes, I am a ZB June assassin and am currently constructing one in my basement right now to take part in real life a game of its involvement...cough...anyways, good suspect analyzing and game analyzing whoo! And Im so happy it's not one in the morning for you, whoo! (maybe two?)
Luigenius: Oy, Im happy to see you back too! : ) ah yes, I hope those questions were answered! (even if all of them arent answered at this point, heh). Indeed, there really was no virtual Snifit at all in the game, and was fighting for his exemption back. And your suspects list! Always doing awesome and somewhat the same with little twirk differences, man it's awesome! I take it as it is. And the bus tourists rather did the opposite, only getting 2-3 "Average" ratings and the rest were "Excellent". Twist in victory, eh? ; ) That would have been a sour bus of people if they didn't give otherwise...it must be tough being a tour guide in real life D:
PaloozaChu: Ahoo, nice to see ya with a name! Hehe anyways, your reviews for Saboteur's Island are awesome! Double bonus awarded: the game experts do indeed get kicked out early xD I loved your "Alternate Reality" of the finale, noice, I see what you did there. Wise sayings in the Execution Roulette game! And oh goodness. Thank you for making me look back at the reality game I hosted and the Wheel of Misfortune mission. I feel guilty xD. Yes, I am evil. Evilll! And lastly, does that person likelikelike the other player? I guess time shall tell out!
Goddess Hecate: Yay, could be so! And oh goodness your username! It's length! Though it's rather spiffy, heh. And yay, I created a team for cheering for a winner!
Thank you guys all so much! It makes me smile to see you guys keep on reading my story, despite my lapses : ) If McHallyboo were real, he'd be slapping me right now for how much I've killed him over the past many years.
Anyways, since Thanksgiving break is soon, whoo! I do hope to use a lot of that free time to give you guys all a soon update! : D
Till next update! (and the icy game of trust will finally begin!)